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[nitro_is_ace]

As they always seem to, Ace's latest project has taken over one of the tables. The odd-looking bit of machinery she had lifted from an inappropriate owner a couple days ago is now in pieces and scattered. She's examining each in turn, trying to figure out how the whole thing works.

She must be doing something right, because she's happily singing to herself (albiet in a quiet enough voice that she's not in danger of breaking glass or driving anyone insane from her inabilty to stay on key).