"Hi Iggy," Toland began, "your boss here told me that you haven't been doing well lately. I'm here to help. You can call me a doctor of sorts. A droid doctor! Top ten in my class in The Grand Skakoan Insitute of Droid Technologies."

It was obvious that the issue here wasn't just some bad Cybot Galacitic longevity issues. Well, it was a part of the problem. No something else was keeping the little droid down. Toland turned to Tadia, his mind racing at different possibilities. The first thing that came to mind was Iggy's modifications. A small model droid like a IM-6 would have issues hovering after a while with non-factory standard mods.

"Ok so I have some ideas brewing," he told her. "Do you have spare small power cells laying around?"