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Medi-bots maybe be jerks, but they get the job done.
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Still on the bridge of the GOB Spacetrawler, Picknar said, “listen, my real body is hopefully still wearing my necklace, which has a tracking device in it. If you’d let me use a computer, I should be able to track them.” Krep said, “not my problem. But we’re low on cash, so who do you moochers know who’ll pay your fare?” Knox said, “how can you demand a fare after sending in your goon to shoot us?!” A little shocked, Krep said to Gurf, “you shot them?” Gurf replied, “it was the translator chip gun. I think he’s a little high strung.” Slipping out of Knox’s hold, Rodrigo said, “if you’ll pardon me, I do believe I’m going to pass out.” Knox lowered him to the ground and yelled, “no! Don t leave us, Rigo! Is there a doctor on board? Where’s the nearest hospital?” Annoyed, Krep said to the medi-bot, “sigh. Medi-bot, fix up that human with the hole in his shoulder.” The Medi-bot said, “I’m going to want to wash my hands.” Krep said, “then wash them.” The Medi-bot said, “I meant afterwards. Humans, you know.” Offended, Ciara yelled, “hey!”
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