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The Hive(what remains of it), mostly wants this Rainbow, a name most decided to settle on, dead. While also aware that killing it-her, whatever, right now would probably end poorly.
The last few fights were won by the endoskeleton teeth of your Unit, and the last time she got a hit in it nearly killed you.
But.
She's being a bit more affable in this Remnant Cave. In fact, a few of the more clever members of the Hive notice that her aura altogether is slightly different.
It's very familiar. A few things she said...
Nonetheless, she hasn't left abruptly or killed you, so you test your luck.
<inquiry>You know a lot more than our Boss does, what is Remnant? Are we using it right?
>"Are you using me as a tutorial? Ha! Rich. I’ll indulge it, I’m feeling generous.
>"Where I come from, it's the good shit. The finest wine you can drink, and a bitch to get a hold of aside from the rare hunter or lost kid.
"For worms like you, it can do wild stuff with robotics. Make them stronger, make them sentient, paranormal shit, blah blah blah. Crafty mother--mother--!!"
She growls, and takes a moment to pinch her brows, exhaling a red mist before continuing.
>"Crafty suckers in the past tried to fuse themselves and robots together, 'live forever' garbage. Had a very funny ending from my perspective, not from theirs.
>"If they ever watched a horror movie they'd know the damn tropes. Demons harvest the living and it's all hunky-dory. Humans try to harvest the living, they don't get happy endings.
>"So if you get any cute ideas of mixing Remnant with anything outside of your EZ Bake injector and your own body, make sure it's at Night so I can watch. I'm sure the results would be hilarious."
<statement>You know a lot about this.
>"Duh. I'm brilliant, I've intuited almost every single detail about this joint in one night. The tech is better, but Fazf- Fazf--
"FazFUCK, is still predictable as usual. They wanna control MY Night so badly. It’s eating them alive! Rent freakin’ free!"
Rainbow pauses a bit as she says this, running a hand through her hair. It phases through the cloudy material, leaving nothing but moisture on her suit-
>"To their slow, pitiful credit; I guess they're making some progress. It took over half a century, but they finally found someone with a brain cell and a wrench to impress me.
>"Big damn 'woo hoo' for them.”
