Sev blinks a couple of times.
"Uh...no. None of us are. We're pristine, any defects are...well, removed."
She shakes her head a little, throwing herself out of the 'clone' mindset.
"But still...I'm not really interested."
Standing shoulder to shoulder with Eva, the girl gave a quick glance around. The crowd stymied her, chaos and disorganisation. It was foreign, something she didn't like one bit.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
