A commission for my friend  usaf2222 Here's a story description of this part:

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"So..." The pilot asked as I felt the scoop slide under my nose gear, I wriggling some as I felt myself move, a fuel truck pulling alongside. The cool, almost hydrating feel of the hydrocarbon mix filling me as I eagerly felt my internal systems began to move it around. the pilot paused, "Have you thought of a new name?" He seemed to tease, sending a shiver through me that only made me wriggle slightly.

"Erk…" I replied, the fact that I was something so radically different meant I could only settle on something that was equally inhuman. It was an odd thought but the idea comforted me so. "H-How about Rabe?"

"Rabe..." The pilot replied as he inspected me some more, "I like it. German for Raven correct? Think it works." He smiled and gave me a reassuring pat, my carbon fiber skin clicking slightly, unyielding to the pats." Come now then Rabe there are much tests to do and we a sky to conquer."