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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"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.