365 Days of Drabbles: Day One Hundred-Eleven

For seawasp: "The face in the mirror is not your own."

Continued from here.

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"What did you do?" She grabbed hold of the mirror, barely noticing that she could walk. It was... not her face that stared back her. There were no pain lines, and her ears were now furry and pointed, emerging from thick black hair. The tip of her nose was black too. Smiling experimentally, she saw fangs.

"You were in so much pain," the Groupmind said. "But your body was still strong enough to survive Processing."

"Where is my real body?"

"Still in stasis, though your mind is operating this morph. I'm sorry, I made it as human as I could."

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I fought the Claw, progress report.

In that progress, absent for quite some time, is actually being made. Mostly because I'm being spurred on by posting the bits I've already written here to LJ, and the super scrumptious pencil and ink WiP that Nez has been working on in her livestream. Hopefully tomorrow evening I'll get a scan from her when she's finished inking the background. She's already bemoaning the amount of coloring she'll have to do to accommodate all the details.

Anyway, Marty is about to be complete dick and set himself to deserve every bit of pain he's going to get in the finale (no, he's not a villian protagonist, just a bit self-centered and requiring to be taken down a couple of pegs.)