by  Titty Kubo
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"Fuckin bit me" she shook her hand cradling it "what are you talking about Jen?" one of the other scavangers asked. "one of the little bots, fucker jumped up and bit my hand scurried away" Some of the others laughed. the place was dead, creepy, full of old bots, but dead and derilict floating through space. Easy to simply scrap for some credits back home. "Keep an eyes out next time" another said slapping her back. "Badniks are primitive, but if you don't watch them those blades and beams can smart." he flicked his hand and lifted one of the oncoming bug-bots with telekinesis, slamming it into the deck. "These things ARE five hundred years out of date." they laughed as she applied med-gel to her hand and they kept going.
"The station's experiencing wierd power surges, I can't tell where they are going to, or coming from." came a fox in the back. the leader waved him off. "Keep scanning, it's probably old systems sparking to life and dying." the fox nodded back at him. "yeah... I'll make a note, maybe the scrappers will find a generator we missed."

After the quick overview and purge the station was engulfed in a few small energy fields, then towed to a nearby astroid base for dis-assembly.
Deeper within monitors with a mustached grin flickered to life, bubbling tubes began pumping nuterants and wires extended.