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“Free,' Wing protested, shaking himself as if to throw off his own shock in order to protect Darsey. She sensed his anger at any blame being attached to her and it made her cringe with guilt. She had done this to him and she deserved to be blamed. Horror rose in her, pushing its way past shock and carrying her voice with it. 'I crippled you. I stole your frond,' she choked, still struggling to absorb what had happened. 'I'm so sorry. It's all my fault-' Her mind was almost screaming, much louder than her words, but she didn't understand why Free staggered back and Wing's remaining frond furled tight, to tuck hard against his throat. It was only when he hurled the row of seats between them and gripped her by the arms that she became aware of his distress 'Darse, calm,' he ordered, releasing her, but mentally underlining his demand until the thoughts roaring through all their minds grew quieter. However, despite being muted, they were still there, running frantically fast from Darsey's head to her frond. 'Calm,' Wing instructed more soothingly and then frowned at the words he could still sense. 'None such,' he denied vehemently. 'I don't hate you. Not ever and you're not the...the alien in some monster movie. And you don't eat your mates.' He paused and raised an eyebrow at her. 'Do you?”
― IceFlight
― IceFlight
“No,' Darsey groaned, 'not normally, but nothing about this is normal. Nothing about me is normal. Not any more.' Wing crouched beside her and she realised that somehow she was kneeling on the floor.
'Hey,' he said with a wry smile, and a frond touch so warm it made her sigh. 'It was worth it. That's my truth.' Darsey stared miserably back and he winked before sending her a memory from their afternoon together. 'Oh.' She gulped, but refused to be diverted. 'Okay, it was great, right up 'til someone lost a frond.'
'That someone was me and I repeat, it was worth it. Any-all, it's now past and done. Look at what you have.'
Darsey looked down, despite herself, and the purloined organ swayed higher, to hover at eyelevel. She studied its sinuous length with fresh shock. 'It's changed.'
'So it appears. It's not just been taken by your body, but integrated too. It's now blue, because fronds are coloured by the same gene that makes eye pigment. It's also grown more long and slender, because it's a female frond. It's truly yours now.”
― IceFlight
'Hey,' he said with a wry smile, and a frond touch so warm it made her sigh. 'It was worth it. That's my truth.' Darsey stared miserably back and he winked before sending her a memory from their afternoon together. 'Oh.' She gulped, but refused to be diverted. 'Okay, it was great, right up 'til someone lost a frond.'
'That someone was me and I repeat, it was worth it. Any-all, it's now past and done. Look at what you have.'
Darsey looked down, despite herself, and the purloined organ swayed higher, to hover at eyelevel. She studied its sinuous length with fresh shock. 'It's changed.'
'So it appears. It's not just been taken by your body, but integrated too. It's now blue, because fronds are coloured by the same gene that makes eye pigment. It's also grown more long and slender, because it's a female frond. It's truly yours now.”
― IceFlight
