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Kup flexed the fingers on his right hand appreciatively. The squeak from that second joint on the third finger was gone. The wrist rotators all turned smoothly. The elbow pistons and gears all whirred and clicked as they should have, and that annoying wire wasn't getting caught every time he raised his arm higher than his shoulder. Perceptor and Brainstorm had done a fine job. A darn fine job. It wasn't just his arm. Every system Kup had was working more smoothly. Even after all these years, Kup's memory circuits still worked efficiently, and as the various faults had developed in his systems he had catalogued each and every one. He had long