Clink, clink.
Goes the rattling of tools against the metal hardware. A buzzing crack of electricity, too, goes and occasionally gives off a burn in the air beside his head. It's a quiet work environment, one in which those kinds of sounds can be heard and the smells experienced. A drill might start too, or an electric screwdriver, just to add a bit of another noise to the mix. It's enough to keep focus and get the job done.
After a while the last whirring from the screwdriver stops. The work is done. They move on to new work, then, zipping up the underclothes in the back and pulling the surcoat on over his head, tying off strings and attaching two empty sheaths in his belt. After the back and forth rustle of clothes were over, then that work is finished too.
From those robotic eyes a cool colored light was then emitted. In a new set of clothes, in new surroundings, with a new, more brightly colored wig glued down tight to his head, he was waking up. A light shined in his eyes and the lenses narrowed by impulse, his fingers grasping with no aim.
"Here we go. Good as fresh from the factory. That supplier gave us a lot to work with." The light-shiner stepped back and put the light away in his pocket.
"I sure appreciate this," muttering as he looked close, a thin and greasy young man cracked his knuckles into his palm. "And you're sure he's good as new, in here?" He tapped a finger to the side of his skull.
The other one laughed, wringing his hands. "Oh yeah, yeah. I've done this, like, three or four times before. Just, uh, be careful with him." Those robotic eyes closed again as he turned down a switch on the back of the neck. He wheeled the body into a shipment box.
By contrast, his grinning friend rubbed his together with a clap. "Great. He can stay with Meiko and Kaito."
While Camui Gackpo rested in the crate, he dreamed about Russia.
Author's note: This is, as said in the summary, a fanfiction based on the Putin-P series by Numtack05. There was a lot of misconception and misunderstandings about this series, at least in the fandom at large, in large part because most of the fan translations were really terrible quality. The information in this fic is based on the story as detailed on the Putin-P wiki, which has updated, much higher quality translations for nearly all the songs and in my opinion a much clearer understanding of what the story is supposed to be. (The wiki can be found here wiki/Putin-P_Series_Wiki)
Some of this is also based on my own interpretation/headcanon of events that were never definitively shown in the story proper, like what happened to Gackpo after his defeat.
I apologize beforehand for not having an in-depth knowledge of Tokyo, where this story takes place.