asked cautiously.


    dropped down and he lowered the food. He then jumped up, ran back a few feet before dropping down again, then up and ran forward again and dropped.


    pointed and Slate looked in the direction. It took a few seconds before he saw them. They looked like metal sculptures at first, but some of them were slowly moving around. They looked like smaller versions of the robots that attacked the base.


    and our trip is fucked.”


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    crossed into an industrial district filled with factories, office buildings and warehouses.


    “You’re right. This is an Org planet. We’ve seen no evidence of any other species here. The pictures, the art and architecture, even the language is all in Orgish.”


    “You’ve always had one.”


    turned slowly. One of the big robombies stood among almost two dozen more. A big chonker of a droid too, taller than the surrounding rabble, with a metal rod clenched in its tusks, bruise-colored smoke billowing from the steel stogie and glowing vents on its chest.