This was the best security the Circus had at its disposal? Scoffing internally, the Spider looked down at the trundling little repair robot and its equally trundling Techie passing beneath. The bipedal Techie was fairly typical of its species: short, squat, and random parts of it replaced with a variety of useful cyborg gadgetry. Probably the only constant across the species was that one of their arms was always replaced with a complex multitool, one of the most incredible pieces of person-portable engineering technology to be found in the Pan-Galactic Republic, as a final rite of passage into adulthood. Not that the bulbous limb replacement did the little Techie any good in noticing death dangling from the cooling pipes just above her, of course: both she and the robot right next to h
