Night 56: Kitchen

[sanguinario]

[From here.]The kitchen, unsurprisingly, was just as he remembered it to be. White and remarkably clean, with the usual and disappointingly normal array of cooking supplies scattered about. Unconsciously, Edward hesitated in actually entering the room. As sharp as his memory was about the room itself, the events that had occurred seemed even

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[ninelivesonce]

[from here]

"The door in the middle, there." Her night vision was still recovering from afterimages of ki and whatever Rita called her magic, but the dark shapes of three doors were visible along the far wall

[bodhiandspirit]

"Not that ridiculous," Rita insisted as she followed Taura to the kitchen. There was simply no comparison between Rita's skillful spellcasting and... nut-punching. None that Rita would acknowledge, anyway

[ninelivesonce]

It had worked, hadn't it? Besides, Taura hadn't started the, um, personal nature of the fight. She'd just responded in kind. It had disabled the boy without doing him any permanent injury; assuming he was a fellow patient, they could laugh about it tomorrow. It wasn't the first time Taura's breasts had been the only thing that made people realize she was human, let alone female. Somehow recognizing gender made them step back and recognize her as a person. So their other advantages aside, she didn't resent having a set of appendages that weren't strictly functional, when it came to war.

She was sort of surprised Bharaputra hadn't tweaked them out, or built only male clone-sibs in the first (and only) batch. Then again, given that the majority of lab products had at least twice as much breast tissue, from a proportional sense, even counting those that most people would call male, that was perhaps unsurprising. At least they hadn't given her more than two. She'd run into that assumption before, though most people didn't say