Another night, another flight for AP-9923: a puttering little orb with faded yellow and blue stripes. Its owner lovingly called it Patches, for all the patchwork repairs it’d done to keep it aloft. Patches was crammed with a mishmash of spare arms and legs and even a tail―everything a protogen on the go would need in case the nanites acted up, cosmic dust got inside the sockets, or what have you.

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