14th October
10:27 GMT -5
"I'm not taking it personally or anything, but how come you didn't talk to me
earlier?"
Mr Cassidy looks away from the enchanted transparent aluminium between us and where Ms Blaze is preparing to eat the pomegranate. The fruit itself has
already been opened and the seeds are sitting in a bowl next to the operating table. "I mean, I'm not an
expert on magic or anything, but I sure wouldn't have any problem with these Atlantean guys studying me."
"Because I thought you were a guy in demon-themed power armour.
"
"Oh." I
think he's frowning, but the horns do rather restrict the movement of the skin covering his forehead. "Sure, I
started like that, but I've been a real Demon for
years."
"Right. I looked at your file, read that your confrontation with
Nebiros resulted in your armour getting infused with demonic magic and sealing you inside. I didn't realise that you'd… Actually
changed into a demon. I didn't think that was even possible.
"
"Guess Neron doesn't care about what you think is possible." He turns back to the window. "Or what
I think is possible."
And given what you had to do to make it happen, I doubt that you'll give me an honest answer if I ask you about it.
"You're welcome to stick around and have them study you after we've-
"
The door to the observation room opens and I turn to face my
other guest. Given the sharp economic downturn Aberrance has undergone since several major stakeholders realised that the possibility of giant rampaging monsters had been factored into their low rental pricing, I thought that sending Cranius a few invitations to things within his field of study might be a way of smoothing things over. This is the first one he's actually responded to in any way more positive than giving me a
short lecture on authentic Transylvanian swearing.
"-finished here. Doctor von Schadel, thank you for coming.
"
"Yes. Be
grateful." He turns his head -himself, I suppose- away from me as he walks towards Mr Cassidy. "Unt who might
you be?"
"I'm Blue Devil."
"Are you.. naturally like zhis?"
"'Naturally' might be pushing it, but this is my actual body, if that's what you mean."
"H
m." Cranius looks through the window. "So, vhat is zhe plan here? She eats zhe fruit unt zhey plug in zhe wings?"
"Err…" Mr Cassidy half-shrugs and looks at me.
"Essentially, yes. The fruit forms a bridge between-.
"
"As zhe uncreation process forms a functioning biological bridge between zhe incompatible tissues, so zhe magics of zhe fruit will allow zhe demon to use ozher magics."
"Yeah." Mr Cassidy looks at me. "You wouldn't happen to have
more of those fruit, would you? Be nice to be able to go to church without catching fire."
"If the Bible's anything to go by, she only needs to eat a small part of the fruit. You're welcome to a mouthful of whatever's left.
"
He bows his head slightly. "You seriously think that a demon is going to leave part of a magic fruit?"
"If she starts convulsing uncontrollably before she can finish it, then
yes.
"
He shakes his head. "Won't happen. Unless it actually kills her, she'll eat the whole thing. You put a source of power in front of a demon… They just can't say 'no'."
"I'll have to look into getting a whole lot of enchanted artefacts with 'Acme TNT' printed on the side.
"
"Hah! Ah, they're not
quite that dumb, but it does make them
predictable. She's gonna eat the whole thing. Just watch."
"In that case, I think Sephtian took a few samples. You can have
those.
"
He nods. "Thanks."
Dr Balewa joins Sephtian in the test chamber, the runic network inscribed on every available surface shimmering as he does so. Sephtian himself waves his right hand in a circle, casting the spell which will allow us to hear them. "Ms Blaze, if you would kindly lie down."
She complies, taking position face down on the operating table next to the protective case containing the wings. The biomancer performing the attachment is outside the room and will stay there until they're sure that the alterations to Ms Blaze's arcane structure have stabilised.
"
Feh. Before you and Kobra came to Aberrance,
zhis would heff been a simple process for me. I would not need zhese… Atlanteans."
"Doctor, if
we hadn't come to Aberrance there wouldn't
be an Aberrance any longer. I'm sorry that we weren't able to prevent the attack but we
weren't the ones who initiated it.
"
He turns his head-body around without bothering to turn the torso he's riding on along with it. Mr Cassidy's eyes widen somewhat. "I have
only recently finished attaching zhe replacement xenografts for all of zhose who were maimed. Wizh no Kane flesh I must do it manually, linking every nerve unt vein unt artery. I had to
invent new anti-rejection treatments just to make zhe process work at all!"
"Oh, well done. Do you need help marketing them or distributing them? Because that's something that-.
"
"You guys mind taking that outside? Some of us are trying to watch a hot demoness eat a pomegranate."
Cranius swivels back, and I walk closer to watch Ms Blaze chomp her way through the pomegranate seeds. As Mr Cassidy said, she's going at it with gusto. Mr Cassidy is.. smiling-. No, that's a leer as Ms Blaze's enthusiasm results in pomegranate juice running down her chin and onto her chirurgical gown.
Huh.
"Human.. women not do anything for you-?
"
"When I wore Blue Devil armour… I was stuck inside, and it wasn't anatomically accurate." Ooh. "Now… Being a Demon comes with
instincts… Demons don't see humans as
people. I can talk to people, but… Trying anything
physical would.. just be
weird."
"I sss
ee.
"
Ms Blaze sets the bowl down, frowning to herself. Still a few seeds left, so I guess Sephtian can keep his samples.
Then she starts shaking.
Sephtian cautiously steps closer. "Ms Blaze, can you understand me?"
Her face is a rictus of misery, tears streaming down her face, finger claws tearing through her cheeks and into the palms of her hands and she presses them to her face.
"Wait, what's happening to her?"
"I'm not
certain, but I'd guess that she just gained the capacity for
guilt.
"
"And she's
how old?"
"At least seven thousand, and she's spent a decent proportion of that sending souls to a demiplane Hell she used to power her magics.
"
"Is-? Can she go ahead?"
"We knew this could happen. She gave consent in advance, so-
" Dr Balewa steps forward and places his right palm against her forehead. Her eyes roll back as she loses consciousness.
"-we have a plan in place. The chirurgery doesn't require her conscious involvement.
"
Dr Balewa lays her down as Sephtian starts checking on the status of her metaphysique.
"Still, as I told her at the start: if this
does all go tits up…
" I shrug.
"Then we've killed a seven thousand year old monster, and learned a great deal about how Demon magic works. We still come out ahead.
"
Mr Cassidy glances at me sidelong. "Think maybe
you wanna eat some of those seeds as well?"