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It was night, one with a light breeze of which carried a cold chill. The grass leaned with its gentle push, and the air was damp from the rain that had recently ceased. The moonlight shone down, and everything underneath it shimmered, still moist with water droplets from the passing rain; the grass and the robot.
Jupiter wanted to fly. He wanted to enjoy this luxury undisturbed, which is why he had chosen this location to do so. A grassy plain stretched out before him. It was difficult to see the city on the horizon. He was alone. Completely alone. None of his fellow Stardroids to pester him.
His jets whirred. He bent his knees and leapt with powerful legs, jets coming to life to propel him up into the sky like a rocket. He was alone, wordlessly performing aerial acrobatics that would leave others breathless if they were here to see it.
He stopped and hovered mid-air. It was much more breezy up here and Jupiter closed his eyes as he enjoyed the serene calm that these skies had instilled. Earth had a wonderful sky.