Bio Mods for Unselie

[Unseelie]

Umm, She drew her arms in close, shivering in the standard seventy-five degrees Fahrenheit, sits. Wingsah, specifically, I want wings similar to a dragonflys wings, but, of course, they would have to be considerably larger, and, ah. . . I would probably need an extra pair. They need to be operable. She stops, chews her lip. are you familiar with the Sympetrum Genus? Brown tilted his head, began to speak, she cut him off. Never mind, I have it here Unselie drew a bulging envelope from her bag, tossed it on his desk.
She glanced down, observed, apparently for the first time, the angry scars covering her hand and arm. Startled, she snapped it back, and drew her knees up.

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