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The Net was large, but Bob was not prepared for how large the User's...er, Net, was (universe, he's heard it called). Oh, and don't ask him how he got here. That was about as complicated as the world outside of Cyberspace. Been outside of Cyberspace for quite a few cycles by now, though. Thrown into rogue status once again and desperately searching for a way to recover his friends. Until then, Bob found himself on a ship. With company that reminded him a lot of the Web Riders.

They, too, were rough sprites. Some had less of a code than others. Though most held honor in their own way, Bob still refused to delete any coded peoples, bug or web creature alike. Oddly enough, it was how steadfast he held this compass that got him on their side even if they disagreed. He didn't change back then and he certainly wasn't going to change now.

Gentle clanking of footfalls rang out through to the bridge where he stood at its threshold. "System's back online, Captain." He doesn't enter until permission's granted, "fried quite a few wires back in that last firefight."

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In another 'net' this man is dead. He died saving his son. But in this one lucky one, Rocket thought to make spares of the protective suit. Yondu could use one for himself and one for Peter.

And that's how history changed. That's how Yondu was out with the Eclector II when the Guardians ran afoul of Thanos. That's how he ended up heartbroken for several years after the snap, helping rebuild the might of the Ravagers alongside the other captains. And that's how he was around for when everyone came back.

He heard about it when apparently a Terran woman mourning her love and her children (he could identify) raised all kinds of temporal hell, took over minds, changed matter to match her daydreams and wants, and in the process revealed how illicit parties wanted to use the body of her AI lover to form their own weaponized person.

Not to mention there was no shortage of robots and androids out in space, and a good many of them a variety of colors that weren't the usual shades of dirt that Terrans came in. The old captain doesn't know for sure where Bob came from, just that Kraglin announced there was new crew and had looked over specs to learn one was an AI.

When Bob approaches the bridge, Yondu's looking out the front windows at a gorgeous stretch of stars and galactic arm, honest to god unsure of where his next stop should be. "Right. None of it looked purposeful?" Yondu, after having dealt with his last crew, is paranoid enough to ask.