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 Then the same touch that had threaded ver though the flesh twists, rending part of ver battered perception through space and- oh! That's why ver proprioception is screwy! There's another dimension here.
+<fc #008888>The other's reply seems like it should herald another burst of pain, but thankfully that doesn't actually occur. It's probably only ver fleshthoughts causing ver anxiety; ve certainly doesn't have a sufficiently well-formed model of the other's behavior to be able to make any kind of predictions. Most of ver behavior-modeling comes from borrowed human thoughts anyway; they're hardly applicable here.</fc>
+<fc #008888>Regardless, the relative quiet gives ver some more time to patch up ver flesh. Ve's starting to gain a rudimentary understanding of how the various systems work and what they're for. It's remarkably well-ordered, considering the complete lack of thought that went into 'designing' it. For the most part, it's just a matter of focusing the body's efforts on the holes in its back and arms, rather than on attacking ver anchors to it. Perhaps with enough time and practice, ve could make sufficient modifications to the underlying system to improve it--</fc>
+<fc #008888>A sudden jolt tears ver focus out of ver current task, the space around ver spinning and twisting and--</fc>
+<fc #008888>Wait.</fc>
+<fc #008888>Suddenly, something clicks, and the reason for ver disorientation becomes clear. Ver flesh is stuck to a surface, the structure bound to itself by forces that will only travel along those three directions. (Well, okay, and also forward in time, ve supposes.) Whereas most of ver, aside from the anchors, has been floating just off that surface, hanging gently 'underneath' it, and is now being pressed into it, or against it, tied to it.</fc>
+<fc #008888>Which raises a question: Could ve pull the flesh //towards ver//? The forces holding it together would work just as well on a parallel surface, after all; but the matter of pulling it off at all -- especially without damaging it further -- is more difficult. ...Well, so long as the other one's doing experiments, why shouldn't ve do one of ver own? Now that ve understands ver environment better, manipulating it should be easy. Ve wriggles a bit of verself through the human's skull, into the long strands of dead protein -- ve's certain by now they don't do much useful, and their loss wouldn't harm ver flesh -- and experimentally tugs at the tips, seeing if ve can pull them off their current surface.</fc>
+The geometric motion succeeds with some effort, turning those tips into obstacles ve has to flow around, somehow less convenient to work with than before. Some of ver rotated self that the other had manipulated could maybe reach toward them and pull them back, but those parts of ver are trapped between a lot of matter
+Interrupting any of ver potential ponderings on the matter is another punch of sharp pain, this time easy to identify in the source - one of ver fleshself's battered arms has been breached anew and an agonising pain radiates through the parts of ver that are nearby, part from the borrowed sensations of ver fleshself, but far more so due to what the other one is doing. //Water//! In this form, it's not even healthy to ver fleshself. If ve wants to survive the other's experiments, it appears as though there was no way around fighting back.
+<fc #008888>Success! ...of a sort. Of course, now there's electromagnetic matter ve has to negotiate around, making the end result more of an obstacle than anything else. Still, perhaps with enough effort ve could use this as an escape measure... except that putting everything back onto the three-dimensional surface in the right orientation would be tricky, not to mention ve's pretty sure ver fleshbody needs oxygen to continue functioning, and will quickly deteriorate without it.</fc>
+<fc #008888>Before ve can spend much more thought on that matter, another spike of pain interrupts ver, a scream spilling from ver throat as ver attention shifts to the pain's source. (Oh, working proprioception, how much ver fleshthoughts have missed you.) ...//Water?!// Pain intermingles with ver fleshthoughts' confusion, and a budding sense of outrage at the other one's apparent insanity. Is ve //trying// to kill ver?!</fc>
+<fc #008888>Escape gets shunted up to a higher priority, and it looks like the only option is going to be fighting back. Fighting back against an enemy that's significantly more well-developed, and more powerful... but, advantageously, probably isn't prepared for an 'experiment' to turn on ver. And the other's almost entirely focused on the arm ve's mutilating. Ver fleshbody twists for a few moments, writhing in pain, before a well-timed twist manages to pull his less-recently-mangled arm forward, then twists back, jabbing ver elbow towards ver assailant's head.</fc>
+Ver elbow connects with the avatar of the other one and it jerks back, the motion also disturbing ver own posture, given its hold on her. A deep hiss accompanies its reaction, which is to reach toward ver elbow in an attempt to grasp it and crush it down against the ground in disregard for the shoulder joint - after all, it's not relevant to its experiment that its sample can in turn move its limbs. Breaking the shoulder would be a welcome side-effect, even, by impeding future motions.
+<fc #008888>The sudden shift in posture is a bit disorienting, but this time ver sense of direction is quicker to adjust. Ver elbow twists away from the incoming grasp, managing to avoid it this time at least, then ver arm shoots up to the right, powered by adrenaline and guided by a sudden idea. Ve reaches for the bottle of water in the other's grasp, fumbling to do //something// with it -- maybe knock it away, maybe grab it and twist it from its grip, maybe just try to spill some of that awful substance on ver attacker. Fight water with water, isn't that how the human saying goes?</fc>
+The other one jerks its hand away, but not quite rapidly enough - ver flesh fingers find the bottle and scratch against it sufficiently to tear it out of the older one's hand. Stray droplets flick through the air, but the majority of it spills away from them both as it clatters against the ground. The stray droplets are enough for the other to let ver go for a brief moment, though, rearing back.
+<fc #008888>Now's ver chance! Ve lunges forwards, fingers grasping at the bottle as ve puts some much needed distance between verself and the other. There's not much left inside it, but it's enough to at least be a deterrent. Ve swings ver arm in a wide arc behind ver, splashing water in the other's direction as ver fleshbody scrambles to its feet.</fc>
+<fc #008888>An idea sparks in ver thoughts - this is Adrian's kitchen. There's a sink, with all the water ve could possibly need. Ve lurches towards the sink, one hand turning on the faucet as the other holds the bottle under the stream of water, careful not to let the droplets come too close to ver. Meanwhile, ve keeps as much attention as ve can spare on the other one, preparing to run once it regains its composure.</fc>
+Behind ver, the darkness recedes from the broken line of water ver motion paints into the room, blotches of avoidance puncturing a consciously dissolved avatar, turning the other one's corporeal appearance into a pattern, an inkblot, a surreal shadow. Only for an instant. Then, with anger yelled soundlessly into ver conscience, pummeling ver thoughts, the other sweeps toward ver like a crashing wave, sharp-edged sheets of black converging toward ver flesh hands.
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