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Hi again - better news, kind of. At least more useful news.

[ she gives a quick little wave hello. ]

So first of all, quick update on the Reindire. I think I got them addicted to tequila by mistake? In my defence I didn't know that's not normal food for animals like this. I am trying to limit their habit of drinking it with water, but also a robot dedicated to make tequila sunrises just for them in case they get agitated, but dividing it with water or other liquids to ween them off.

Apart from that, they seem to really like Mercenary Day food. Which I've been told you guys call 'Christmas'. But Mercenary Day cake, eggnog, little brightly wrapped candies, something I'm informed is 'pine tree' leaves and 'holly'. That sort of thing. I'm not sure who to tell that to, so if someone could pass that along to the appropriate administration.

Secondly, I made a book, to help people that might be new to space travel. Since not everyone comes from a time and place where they are used to this. [ she lifts up the ring binder of pages, glossily laminated. ] There is no technical speak in here, it's just a no nonsense description of how to put in suits, what to do in the case of chemical fires, what to do if you find yourself in a zero gravity situation. It has pictures too just in case someone can't read or finds the terms hard to grasp. I am leaving a copy for anyone that wants it in the library. I'm more than happy to digitise it as well if anyone would prefer that.

Lastly, in case there is any confusion, I am the big white deer thing with stars and bones that hangs around with the other animals. Please don't try to have me for dinner at any point. I'll give you a warning bite.

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[ She giggles, despite it all. ]

Angel. It's Angel. You?

You can read, can't you, babe? [He thinks by adding a teasing lilt to that, he's being charming.] What's my network I.D.?

[ It's not to say that Jack was never charming. He was, very often, the faster talker there was. She didn't learn to be as cruelly manipulative from no one. Learned from the best.

It's just that the reminder made her want to somewhat dry heave in memory. ]

Sure thing. But I was the internet long enough to know that people lie about usernames a hell of a lot. [ She waves it off. ] It's nice to meet you, Scaramouche.

Are you calling yourself a liar?

Wait, now I remember: you said you ran surveillance once, right?

[Among other things? That's what he remembers '4N631' saying; it stuck out to him.]

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[ She smiles, perfect and empty.]

If only you knew.

Come again?

[ She shakes her head. ]

Nothing, doesn't matter. But yes, I was a surveillance system for a whole planet, its moon, and a space station. As well as it's coordinated military robotics department. Amongst other things.

[Scaramouche has a feeling it does matter--whatever 'it' is. His curiosity quickly fades as she goes over everything she said before. When he replies, there's a smile in his voice again.]

Does that make you a robot, too?

[What? A lot of bots on Earth look nothing like bots.]

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[ There she can shake her head honestly. ]

No. I used to be able to put my mind inside of robotics, or any other kind of machinery. Meld my spirit with them, so to speak.

Why can't you do it now?

I died, is the short answer. Got turned into.... this, is the long answer. [ She gestures at her body with it's fur, horns, black eyes, tail. ]

[Scaramouche peers curiously at the display.]

Wait, so you're sayin' you didn't have a body?

What - ? Oh! No, I definitely - [ she laughs, realising the mistake she made in the simple leap of logic. ] - Definitely always had a body. Always been sort of human too. But the fur, and the horns, and the claws, those are new.

[She used to be sort of human? Does he even ask?

He offers a flippant throwaway line in return:]

For what it's worth: you wear them well.

[ #borderlands. It's probably not even worth asking.

Which is to say, what he says - it probably means nothing to him. She understands people just so things. Even robots.

But the effect it has on her is immediate, so briefly looking down at herself first as if - this, her, this body, this skin? This thing she inhabits, she knows, she looks at herself in the mirror in a mantra. This is my body, this is my skin, my bones, my eyes, my face, I live, I live, I live and I live inside of this, and it is my own.

The light starts like a dim, far off star, brighter and brighter as she smiles, huge and wide. Her entire left side, it turns out, is covered in tattoos, usually just peaking out in blue lines, that her happiness makes burn bright, and expose themselves through her clothes and fur to show how extensive they were. ]

Really? I do? Thank you. That means a lot.

Anytime, doll.

[Back to him:]

Whattaya like about bots?

[ - It's rare to be asked. Most people ( Jack ), they never cared to know, because... well, no one particularly cared very much. Robots just were, and usually were a threat. But to put it easily... ]

Inside of your mind - you're like rivers of information, but it tastes, feels, like - light. Streaming, flowing, coming back and forth through broader connections. You grow, you change, every new sense and feeling brought in and organised and adapted with.

There was never a robot's mind I wasn't in awe of.

[He's gotta be honest--that wasn't the kind of answer he was looking for.]

Too bad you can't see mine.

Probably for the best. I wouldn't want to meddle in your head, it's very impolite.

I bet you would if you could.

I mean, I used to.

But I wouldn't want to be that kind of person, anymore.

And what kind of person would that be?

The kind that helped the assistance of wiping an entire production line of robots.

Is that so?

[The smile in his voice suggests that this reveal doesn't faze him in the slightest. On the contrary: he's intrigued.]

[ There something relieving about being the presence of people who don't flinch at these facts. But also something that she has to be aware of. That comes down very simply.

This is someone to watch and watch carefully. ]

I haven't been a very good person in my life. I try to be better now.

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