Aurora being a part of the polycule <3<3<3<3
Aurora bringing lost knifes or abandoned lighters back to Jonny, always knowing exactly what to give when he's in a mood.
Aurora letting warm air blow over Ashes to keep them cozy in the cold void of space. Her rearranging the layout of her pipes so the ones that heated water flows through all curl around their room.
Aurora running translation or transcription modules alongside Ivy, their brains computing the data together like two machines becoming one.
Aurora and Brian working together in the cockpit, having silent conversations as they fill out the gaps of the other. The intimacy of letting yourself be led and knowing nothing will hurt you.
Aurora leading the Toy Soldier through her halls with little noises for it to copy. She brings it to all kinds of fun, anything to keep it happy.
Aurora generating battle simulators for Tim in the training rooms. She puppets robotic dummies and spars with him for hours, playing together until Tim drapes himself over her comfortably cool floor.
Aurora projecting statistics and keeping track of data for Raphaella's experiments. Her monitors surround Raphaella as she fiddles with imputs and documents her findings. A shield of knowledge and company.
Aurora curling her tendrils and wires around Marius, encasing him fully within her embrace. A nest, a cocoon and a lover all at once.
Jonny kissing her door every time he leaves or comes back, a greeting and reassurance in one. He'll be back, it says, he won't forget her.
Ashes always asking her if she wants anything when planning supply runs. Even if she says no, there's alway a chance that they bring back a new set of curtains or some of that fancy fuel for her anyway.
Ivy keeping a live journal during all their adventures, not just for herself, but for Aurora as well; so she can read along in real time as the situation progresses.
Brian carefully polishing windows and dusting floors, even though she herself is more than capable of cleaning her innards. The care in each pass of a cloth or the soft scratch of a brush tingling deep jnto her components.
The Toy Soldier always setting a seat for her during tea time, one she can drape her wires over or rest her screen on. Just so she'll never feel left out.
Tim brainstroming new functions and upgrading her artillery. He makes sure she's never helpless, either against their shenanigans or attacks from outsiders. And anything she states she likes, he'll give her at least thirty of them.
Raphaella making more screens and ports for her to express herself and communicate with. With the ability to display images, Aurora can express herself through memes, drawings, photographs; anything on a reachable internet system or Ivy's archive.
Marius musing over philosophical and psychological principles applied to her being, his overjoyed reactions when she gives her own opinion on the matter. He treats her word like infinite wisdom, always affirming and accepting her view of her identity.
I love Nasrora, of course I do, but I CRAVE Aurora-inclusive polymechs, so have it!