Some Reassembly Required

[rekindledtitan]

There’s an open, grassy area on the edge of the Wilds, some distance from the most popular Nexus parks where people are enjoying their picnics and centaur polo and so forth. It’s a good place to go if you want slightly more peace and quiet - or in Blaze’s case, a good open space in which to make a lot of noise. The robot soldier has a few small crates out on the grass. One of them she’s sitting on; the others are being used as tables which hold a small array of tools and components and blocks of metal. She’s working on modifying a pair of heavy armored boots much like the pair she’s wearing, refitting the soles and reinforcing their structure. Her Ghost hovers beside her, inspecting a blueprint spread out atop one of the boxes. The little bot is spinning his pointy shell back and forth as if concerned, but Blaze pays him no heed.

“So,” she says, speaking up while she works. “People change. Some of us change more than others. Sometimes we don’t notice how it happens. Sometimes,” she yanks out a component and chucks it down beside her, “we don’t get a say. So what part of yourself would you want make sure you held on to? What’s the part you’d want to be remembered?” She pauses, then looks up at the nearest people. “And, hey, anyone got some spare explosives?"

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That is accurate

[rekindledtitan]

"Don't know why you're all worried about my safety, I'm the one covered in armor," Blaze grumbles. The whole point is for her to take the fire so they'll be protected, after all.

At this point she was really expecting Nike to say she didn't have any friends, so the angel's small list gets a particularly eager nod of approval. "Good! See, you're getting the hang of this. Uh, which one is Nekomata?" Jake is new to her too, but Nike says that name like she ought to know it.

Snacks and Tribute but they've learned not to pull her hair or feathers bc she gets angry

[magnetite_plz]

They'd like for her to keep going on living to do just that, too. No one gets a lot done when the tank is dead. Basic combat tactics, Blaze. Come on.

"The cat demon with the interest in coin and information. She and I gained freedom in the Nexus at the same time. We do not keep in touch frequently, but she has always expressed an interest for making sure a fellow demon is well cared for." And Jake's an even bigger cat man so really Angel is friends with cats and birds and people who need healing.

And that's about it really.

They won't like her when she gets frowny

[rekindledtitan]

"Practically kin then. You've made a good start of it." It's not so long since her only friends were her Ghost and one Gunslinger (and technically, his Ghost too). Blaze sees reason for optimism. "You should try befriending a few more humans- or mortals, however you want to put it. Nothing wrong with other species, but maybe birds and demons aren't good practice for socializing."

[magnetite_plz]

"Well, she's born under a different Arcana than I. We are very different among our own kind. Here in the Nexus, however, I suppose there is a sense of camaraderie between us. She came to me often after I entered into a soul contract with yourself and Sir Jesse. I suspect to make sure I was being treated well, though she asked many questions about the contract itself and how it affected me. I have not seen much of her of late. She has been quite busy with her information business I'd suppose."

To another species, Nekomata and she may very well be nearly one and the same. Even if it seems preposterous to Nike, the reasoning does follow a sense of logic. As does Blaze's next instructions. Nike bows her head forward in acceptance of the terms.

"I will endeavor to make alliances and friends with more humans, then."