The Nexus. Empty warhouse. Big fixit job.

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Uzulee has come to sit on the doorstep of the human size door while she waits for Cureall to come. The small human's face is streaked with oil and grime, and she's looking unwontedly serious. Her mind is busy with prayer, both for help with the job that needs doing, and just for the two 'Bots that she's been trying to repair for the past few days.

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[violet-cure.livejournal.com]

"Do the best you can. We can rest where ever, but something with padding is preferable." She says senseing Uzulee's thought patterns.

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The human woman nods. "I'll ask Charlie for something. This is going to be their home now. It might as well look like one."

[violet-cure.livejournal.com]

Cureall smiles. "Charlie will be able to find something. And you will helpmake this the perfect home for them,this one is sure of it."

She tilts her head and nods. "Time for this one to go Miss Uzulee."

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"Will you be okay on your own?" She walks over to give her friend a hug.

[violet-cure.livejournal.com]

Cureall smiles softly and hugs her back. "Yes, this one just needs a good log rest."

"Will you be okay?"

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"Oh yeah. I've had harder assignments than this. This is a safe place, and they have one another." Uzulee grins, confidence shining through her childlike exterior.

[violet-cure.livejournal.com]

"Mm, just call if you need." She hugs the girl again and shift back into her Mini Cooper mode.

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"I will." Uzulee steps back and waves, then turns back toward her patients.