Chapter 29: Progress
“How is it, Ms. Swan?” asked Raven, gleefully looking over from his cubicle. Winter had in his hand, a sort of gelatinous metal that didn’t feel wet. It was a difficult thing to hold, a semi-liquid substance that kept dancing around her arms and fell. As one of the few prototypes Raven had constructed, this was awfully revolutionary if she could only figure out how it could be. “It’s really hard if I’m holding it like this…” said Winter, holding it with her neck like it was a slippery fish trying to wriggle out of her shoulder. It required a scan on the new chip on her neck, and keeping it around her neck was a task harder than separating oil from water. And as it was done, it plopped on the floor, laying like a rubber… s*x toy.
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