It was morning, the warmth of sunlight filtered through the opaque layers of her outer flesh. She could not feel it as she normally would, could not enjoy it fully. How these humans endured such restrictive forms was beyond her, but it seemed to make them more at ease if she retained it.
She stretched, more than should be allowed by her form, but she languished in it. Quickly returning to her normal emulated proportions she chose a dress for the day and combed her hair. Black waves bounced up to their programed shape and she looked as though she just stepped off the set of a 1940's movie, alive and in color.
Vivian Paige bounced down the hall to the kitchen, she could ingest the food these humans ate and some of it had enjoyable flavors but it would not sustain her for prolonged periods. For that she would need...other sustenance. Still the smell of something delicious reached her, filtering through her skin to the receptors within, each molecule studies and had she had salivary glands her emulated mouth would be watering.
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She stretched, more than should be allowed by her form, but she languished in it. Quickly returning to her normal emulated proportions she chose a dress for the day and combed her hair. Black waves bounced up to their programed shape and she looked as though she just stepped off the set of a 1940's movie, alive and in color.
Vivian Paige bounced down the hall to the kitchen, she could ingest the food these humans ate and some of it had enjoyable flavors but it would not sustain her for prolonged periods. For that she would need...other sustenance. Still the smell of something delicious reached her, filtering through her skin to the receptors within, each molecule studies and had she had salivary glands her emulated mouth would be watering.
"Well, Good morning boys, did I miss the grub?"