Chapter 88: 88 Go to School 2 Electric Boogaloo
It didn't take long for Bonesaw's drug to wear off. In fact it took less than a minute.
Since it only disabled my body instead of knocking me out, I was fully aware while Bonesaw got Siberian to pick my up to put me on the operating table, which meant that when the drug wore off, I already knew I was in prime position to lean forward and give her bare nipple a bite.
I didn't even have to worry about hurting her since that's literally impossible to do.
The best part was that she just gave me a glance and dropped me on the table, not at all bothered by the action.
Bonesaw was a little upset at me shrugging off her drug, but that only lasted until I explained to her that I'm used to pain and that she can do whatever without worrying about me flinching.
That leads to now, with me lying on my back while Bonesaw examines some of my blood and various other parts, bone marrow and such.
I'm not a doctor so I won't pretend to understand what exactly is going on, instead I will just take cue's from Siberian and just nod along to whatever she says as if it makes sense.
Though, I have noticed that she is trying to dumb things down a little so I can understand what she's talking about thanks to my earlier request and I have to say, it is beyond adorable watching her explain things all excitedly, only to keep cutting herself off to explain all the big words she uses.
"It really is quite fascinating! Your body doesn't seem to posses any leucocytes, uh, those are white blood cells. Instead your body seems to have these weird erythrocytes, oh, I mean. Your body seems to have these weird red blood cells that are doing the leuco- ah, white blood cells' job instead!"
Honestly, even with her helping with the fancy words, I didn't pay too much attention to biology class. I only really liked physics and chemistry out of the science classes, so all I really know about blood is that the red ones oxygenate our muscles and the white ones tell diseases and stuff to fuck off.
So I don't really know if it's a big deal to not have white blood cells.
Doesn't mean I'm not going to engager her in her interests, it's only polite.
"What about them is weird?" I ask, bringing a joyful little smile to her face that she spares a moment to flash at me before going back to her tools to examine my blood.
"Well, for one they look funny. Kind of like a foetus really, which I guess might explain the insane amount of stem cell production they are capable of, which is probably where your regeneration comes from. They are also way better than white blood cells at fighting of infections and stuff, which explains why my muscle relaxant didn't last against you. I've never seen anything like it!"
...My blood is filled with foetuses? The fuck?
Please don't tell me my blood is going to start growing into children, I'm not ready to be a mother of however the fuck many babies that would be.
"When you say they look like foetuses, that's just what they look like, right? Like, they aren't capable of growing into a person right? Right?" My rapid questions bring about a confused look from Bonesaw as she looks back at me like an idiot, which is fine.
I'd rather be an idiot than experience that one scene from the Alien movie.
"Don't be silly~ they just look like that, there aren't any blastomeres and it's not a zygote, nor does it have the ability to become one. Oh uh, zygotes are a single-celled organism that's created when a sperm cell fertilises an egg cell and blastomeres are what you call it when the zygote starts dividing."
As much as it's nice that she's still explaining things to me, I am too busy being filled with relief to really pay attention.
Phew, dodged a bullet there.
"Alright! Flip over!" Bonesaw suddenly commands after a short silence and I don't move because, as I suspected, that causes Siberian to walk over and flip me over herself.
I give her a grin but she just rolls her eyes and goes back to shadowing Bonesaw, who makes her way over to the operating table I'm lying on that has already been lowered enough to seem normal height for her, with a tray full of tools that she puts next to the table.
Then she gets Siberian to take off my shirt and starts poking at my bare back while muttering to herself.
"Ok, so I don't think any of my tools can really get through your skin, or at least not well enough to keep it open once I do with your regeneration, soooo. Sibby!"
At her shout, tiger mom extraordinaire snaps to attention and gets closer, ready to do whatever the adorable little murder machine says.
"Can you hold open her back please? I wanna get a look inside." I can hear the innocent smile on her face even as she talks about such a macabre topic.
Then I feel the cold, unstoppable force that is Siberian's nails as they dig into my back, past the skin but no further before they start pulling apart from each other, opening my back up to the world.
I can feel my regeneration fighting to close the wound, but Siberian is Siberian, so my skin just harmlessly presses against her hands, leaving me exposed in the most literal sense.
The feeling of having Bonesaw's little hands rummaging around in my organs is certainly a strange one, but while the pain is certainly present, it is nothing I haven't dealt with before, so I don't so much as flinch at it.
"Huh, that's new." I hear her say before I feel a sudden pulling sensation inside of me, quickly followed by an annoyed grunt.
"Sibby, can you get that for me?" She asks but I'm not too sure what exactly she's talking about until I feel one of Siberian's hands letting go of my skin, quickly followed by a feeling of immense pain and 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴.
The pain I can handle, but the odd feeling of loss confuses me. It feels like I just had the wind knocked out of me but less violent.
Like some vital part of me is missing.
It's like when someone punches a hole through me, which has happened multiple times by now, except it feels more.. 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭, for lack of a better term.
Like I lost more than just flesh.
I don't even realise that both Siberian and Bonesaw have lest the table to get back to her equipment at first, to focused on the strange new feeling of weakness.
Not weak like when I woke up after fighting Extinction, but more like I haven't eaten anything in weeks.
I can feel regeneration happening in my lower back, but it is slightly slower than normal. It's still done in just a few seconds, but I still feel tired afterwards.
This certainly is new.
Getting to my feet, I pull my shirt back on as I walk up to where Bonesaw is setting up a bunch of equipment I don't understand the use for or know the name of with a weird looking organ sitting to the side.
I get the feeling that I found what they took out of me.
"So uhh, what's that?" I may not have paid much attention to biology, but I have been eating people for the past few months, so I know the organs in our bodies pretty well and this is one I do not recognise.
"I have no idea! It's completely foreign to me! Isn't that exciting? From what I can tells so far, it seems to be a sort of sac that holds large amounts of your weird cells. My theory is that your blood constructs that you can make use the cells stored in here to manifest, which means there might be a couple more of them too! Sibby?"
With a roll of my eyes, I take my shirt off again and turn my back to Siberian, who doesn't hesitate to start tearing open my back, looking for similar organs as well as stopping every now and then to snack on me.
It doesn't take long for her to locate three more, none of which she hesitates to rip out of my body, leaving me feeling rather weak and incredibly hungry.
At least through the reflective surfaces around the room I was able to see that the first sac has already regenerated, meaning the others are likely to be fine too.
"Oooh, four? Do you think know might which parts are for which?" She asks me and after a brief moment of thought I realise that yes, I do know the answer for that.
"Bottom one for the tail, then going up there's the ribbons, then the arms then the wings. The armour is probably a mix of all four." That last part is just a guess since I seemed to unlock them all at once, so it makes sense.
Bonesaw's only response is a hum of interest before she gets so absorbed in her work that she just stops paying attention to us altogether.
After putting my shirt back on, again, I get back to poking around until I find a cupboard full of human meat, going by the scent.
"Hey Bonesaw! You gonna finish these?" I ask, pointing to the cupboard when she looks over, but she just shrugs and spins back to doing whatever it is she is doing with my organs.
"You can have them if you want. Oh, and you pass my test now too." Her voice is clearly distracted so I don't bother keeping her from her fun.
Should I be more worried about her experimenting with my organs? Probably, but I've done stupider things before and I'm stronger now than I was then.
And if the trend keeps up then if this ever becomes a problem I will be stronger then too.
So I just shrug it off.
"Cool." I say as I start taking out the meat and filling up my hungry stomach until Siberian walks over and glances between the meat and me, causing me to roll my eyes and offer my hand out to her, not stopping my own feasting even as she starts biting off my fingers.
Not long later and there is no meat left so I take my hand back from Siberian, who lets me, and walk back out of the RV alone, Siberian choosing to stay with Bonesaw.
When I reach out front I see the others milling about, doing their own thing.
Crawler is napping like the good little dog that he is, Hatchet Face is doing something with a corpse that I'm just going to ignore, Shatterbird is reading a book and Jack is just chilling with his eyes closed.
Mannequin is nowhere to be seen, but I assume Jack knows where he is.
As I step out of the RV, dozens of pairs of eyes lock onto me, mostly from Crawler, and Jack gives me a smile that feels fake, even if it looks convincing.
Probably because I'm mostly unaffected by their tests. It's not like there's anything left for him to break after all. You can't break what's already broken.
"Well it looks like you've had a fruitful time with little Bonesaw, I trust you've learned something?" He asks and I give a wry smile in response.
"Sure I have, don't remember all the big words though, something something zygote." I shrug my shoulders casually, showing my confusion on the subject.
He lets out a polite chuckle but doesn't respond for a second before he changes the conversation.
"Well it seems like I'm the only one left. I must say, this might just be the fastest recruitment to date. Now, I wasn't sure at first what to make my test. Obviously anything physical will mean nothing to you and you've clearly already been through enough that I don't think there's much left to be done emotionally. Unless you have any family left?"
I get the feeling that he already knew the answer, or at least had an idea of it and was just asking to see if he'd get a reaction.
Too bad for him then.
"Nah, only child and I've already killed both of my parents. How 'bout you?" I ask with a grin and I see his eyes tighten slightly, even if his smile never fades.
"Much of the same I'm afraid. Now for my test. Mannequin is helping me out by building a little something for you in the RV. Your test is just to last the month."
You know, I really don't like his smile and what I feel like it might mean for me.
Not long later and Mannequin exits the RV, prompting Jack to enter, signalling for me to follow him, which I do with only a sigh.
My bad feeling is quickly proven right as he leads me to the back of the RV where there is an open box, barely big enough for me to fit in if I really squeeze myself.
A long, drawn out sigh leaves me as I look at the box, not needing to be told what the obvious test is.
Good thing I ate earlier, so at least I won't starve.
Still, this is going to suck.
I hate being bored.
...Maybe he really can read minds?
"Welp! Good luck. I'll let Sibby know that you're little deal can start after this month is up."
I really want to punch him in the face, but I hold myself back.
Hanging out with these losers better be as fun as I'm hoping it will be.
With another depressed sigh, I climb into the box, having to contort myself slightly in order to fit, leaving me rather uncomfortable.
"Have fun.~" Jack chirps down at me as Mannequin starts closing the box.
"Eat a dick." Is all I say and the last thing I hear as darkness takes over my world is a shout of 'Language!'.
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A/N: He~llo! Dear readers!
It was honestly so freaking hard to think of what Jack would make his test, until I wrote earlier about how Lusia hates being bored and I got this idea.
It's probably the only real way to hurt her anymore too, cuz Lusia's idea of her personal hell would basically be to live the life of some office drone, with just nothing going on. Boredom is the only torture left in the world for Lusia, nothing else will really phase her anymore.
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