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For the next six hours, Jax worked in a fever dream of sparks and profanity. He stripped the plating from the kitchen’s microwave emitter. He salvaged a crystal from a broken navigation buoy they’d picked up for scrap. He even used his own prosthetic finger—the one with the built-in screwdriver—as a permanent conductive bridge.

"We’re drifting in the Void, Jax. If we don’t get moving, the scavengers will find us before the oxygen runs out." fantastic_mechanic.rar

He didn't have a spare synchronizer. No one carried spares for a Class-4 freighter out here. But he did have a locker full of "junk." For the next six hours, Jax worked in