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Powers the mechanism had never put in a request for, and didn't want to have.
Jyro raced down the passageway, skidded into the intersection, and looked in both directions. The robots were to his right. One lay on the deck while the other stood upright, a power tool in its three fingered grasper. It screeched like an animal in pain.
The human motioned to Sam. "There it is. Can you translate for me?"
"Maybe", the robot replied uncertainly. "What does "translate" mean?"
The tool warbled into silence, then started again.
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