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Priestess: "Indeed. You see - Since yesterday, your actions have left me deep in thought. You could not accept the Master's gift, and yet, after all you've done, you deserve a reward, to aid you in your journeys. It was quite a conundrum!
Thankfully, the Master continues to provide. This -"

She points at the large figure, who steps forward.

Priestess: "-is sister Elise, one of our penitent acolytes. She has served the Master for a long time, replenishing the Flesh of the wounded by using her own. In a few more months, she too would be granted his Embrace. However, she was so impressed by your exploits, she begged us to allow her to serve you in her final act of sacrifice. So it shall be."

The figure kneels before Eigla, face enshrouded in darkness, and speaks with a surprisingly delicate voice.

Elise: "Holy Eigla, please take me, and hasten my return to the Master's loving arms. Let my flesh become your flesh, and my strength your strength. I am tired and weary, but this body still contains great power. I beg of you, allow me to give all I have."

She extends her plump, stocky hands, holding a leather-bound set of surgical tools, from small scalpels to an oversized bone saw, offering it all to Eigla.

Judging from her size... You could harvest two, maybe three Parts if you're lucky. You'd have to be pretty thorough with the dissection, however.


Meanwhile, Klimt wakes up the girls. Peggy is quick to get up, but immediately demands hand-feeding. Emilia quickly chimes in with a "me too!", and Curie looks at him in a strange, longing manner.

Curie: "Ensuring the team is well-fed should be a priority, OPERATOR Klimt. This Unit also requires... Attention."

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Elise smiles, then disrobes before lying down onto the table. She looks like she might have been beautiful once, but now has become a bulky, overgrown caricature of a girl, excess organs and bundles of muscle pushing against her thin, vein-riddled skin.

Even as Rosa makes the smallest of incisions, the sheer pressure of the tissues within forces out a large amount of blood and fat, as well as thousands of huge, banana-sized maggots, that writhe panickedly upon the floor.

A few minutes later, Rosa is drenched in blood, Elise's breathing has grown somewhat ragged, and the results of the first foray are clear. The organs and tissues are mostly the common stuff, good for repairs and aesthetic purposes, but not worthy of being called Parts, except maybe as added entrails, if one does not mind the extra bulk that would accompany. The girl is quick to point out the qualities of the veritable mountain of maggots they've uncovered, however.

Elise: "T-the worms... They're a hive mind. One of the Master's many designs. Alone, they can't do much. But, if they're kept together, and given a body to nest in, they reproduce quickly, and repair it. T-they're, pretty much all muscle, s-so it made me very strong."


Meanwhile, Peggy can't help but flash a smug smile as Emilia looks down dejectedly. Curie merely raises an eyebrow, in annoyance.

Emilia: "S-sorry... It's just, I wanted to be with Master Klimt, a-and have you treat me nice and call me cute things, and..."

Curie: "Affirmative. Logging and displaying THOUGHTS.txt:
09:06:15 AM - OPERATOR Klimt is spending too much time with Peggy.
09:06:17 AM - Unit is jealous.
09:07:01 AM - OPERATOR Klimt is neglecting Unit.
09:07:06 AM - Unit is jealous.
09:07:10 AM - OPERATOR Klimt might not like Unit. Searching for probable cause.
09:07:18 AM - OPERATOR Klimt does not find Unit as attractive as Peggy. Cause for concern.
09:07:31 AM - Unit is jealous.
09:07:40 AM - Calculating probable benefits of pretending to be averse to Meat.
09:07:55 AM - Logging initiated. Sarcasm module engaged. Still jealous.

Is that enough, Klimt?"

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The surgery continues. Elise looks surprisingly calm during the whole procedure, despite being slowly dismembered. Her arms and legs are nothing special and rather chubby, but strong enough. Perhaps Curie would appreciate them. There's much more Flesh to be had within her ribcage, however, and Rosa sees there should be enough to craft a single Mutation, with some effort. Who should get it, though?



Meanwhile, Emilia nods frantically, and Curie sighs.

Emilia: "T-thanks, Master Klimt! I, whenever you want, I'll be there for you, too! I, I love you so, so much!"

Curie: "When. Will you make time? Unit has a full scheduling and calendary suite installed. Please specify your available time slots."

Curie: "Understood. Reserving the 8-11PM timeslot."

She seems... Pleased with herself, in a strange, robotic way.