[from the Prowler, a team of spherical robots holding easily almost 2 Times the weight of the Corvette ship on sheer materials, moved slowly. That Compiler really was a blessing]
Holy shit.. heh.. letās get to work. Time to overhaul this entire fuckinā thing.
Get your spacesuit and clamp onto the Prowler. We don't have much time to waste
[The Robots begun to deploy 8 Arms each, every arm opening into Brown, spongy "vines" resembling coral more than anything plant-like. The machines clamped onto the Corvette after it appeared on the Prowler's radar]















