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"We were all engineered for different things, you know We each have differentthe hu clever needles and s My throat ached to screa effect ofoing to break loose, he would press a hand down against the exposed skin of my upper arm and yank me back down into the darkness, where my needs and desires mattered not at all "I know you spoke with Ronnie about her enhance, and move so fast, and have such a terribly bad te over into Tansy territory Tansy was designed to secrete antipsychotic medication, if you can believe that Maybe she still does That would explain why that daed brain of hers doesn’t kick her out entirely It will one day Won’t that be so to see?"
He finished with the veins in hs There was nothing sexual about it, for all that he was so fond of posturing and propositioning I knew that Sherman would have taken me up on any offer I chose to make--taken me up on it enthusiastically and without hesitation He’d said as nations with the scientists back at SymboGen, back when our relationship consisted of ured out No one has an exact genetic profile on you, which is odd, since I know you were of Sy off-irl, and still I don’t knohat your chimeric interface has blessed or cursed you with You’ll sort it out one day, probably when you least want to, and you’ll forgive h Discovery is almost always traumatic for someone That’s what discovery is for If only they hadn’t hidden your files from me I looked I looked so hard But alas They had to e he’d been using aside, and I had tih of disoriented relief before he picked up a scalpel, raising it high to be certain that I would see it
"I was designed to regulate the heartbeat of a captain of industry, a ht as well have called hi Cole for the way he carried on He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his fiddlers three, and when those proved to be too much for his feeble mammalian body, he called for his faithful tapewor he’d ever done to hiical pacemaker Can’t do much to humans, I’et theh to notice that they’ve been caliven ht the scalpel down I think I surprised us both when I found another scrap of strength in an to scream
"Really, Sal," chided Sherman, once he had his co lost it in the first place Sherood his reasons had been "Flesh is an illusion, hu you that now, rather than your needing to learn it the way that Ronnie did" He continued slicing small chunks of my underarm off Every time he raised the scalpel, it was a little redder, as were his fingers I could hearinto the pan he’d positioned for just that purpose I pictured a basin overfloith pieces of ive away or let him steal How ether again? How ood so far today, but it’s time you pull your littleto be quite painful" Sherathered ht knot and pluh the layers of self until I reached the hot war was safe and warns could touch or take ly easy to separate myself--my actual self, the part of me that was Sal, and had never been Sally Mitchell--fro I’d always been able to do when I was sleeping, whether I intended to or not, but since Sher his hands on e as well, a place where I could know that my inner core would not be violated in any way I didn’t knohy I could do it, just like Sherman didn’t knohy he couldn’t I just knew that when I really needed to escape, everything except the hot waro away
Maybe that’s what they built intoformless in the void that was the core ofwith people’s hearts or never being still I had only heard the word "epigenetic" once before I was brought here I still wasn’t quite sure what it meant I wondered if Dr Cale would knoondered whether I would ever have the chance to ask her
He’s never going to let you go, murmured one of the under-voices that lurked in the dark, s I knew but didn’t want to know I felt fractured, frag myself into pieces in my effort to remain whole