Chase chuckled knowingly. "Well, we try to keep the record straight, but people have a way of distorting the truth to the point that it sounds even more incredible than it really is. Then again, even the most mundane things we deal with on a daily basis were the stuff of fairy tales to outworlders 30 years ago.  Case in point," he mused, pointing to his legs. The tailored trousers melted away in silver goo to reveal legs of titanium and plastic with synthetic muscle to go with it, meshing seamlessly with flesh and blood thighs.<br/>"If the me from when I went off to Annapolis saw me today he'd think I was Robocop."