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Bonesaw meets Beka in Angband
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And this flap goes there, and this other bit gets peeled off here and then a pin and....

"Yay! All done with the setup. How's it feel?" Bonesaw asks her patient. 

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"I'm trying not to think about that?"

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"Oh sorry, I can show you in a mirror? There's one hanging around here somewhere." 

Ah here - she holds up a piece of mirrored glass so Beka can see all the neat stuff the skin on her chest normally hides.

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Beka is very talented in some ways and one way is that she can in fact look at the mirror and not think more than she was already about those being her insides.

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Some people just don't appreciate art.

Bonesaw exchanges the mirror for her notes.

"Okay what's up next, gotta go down the checklist ... Oh I forgot to do your inpatient interview!"

"Uh, what's your name?"

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"I haven't earned a name, milady."

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"Oh, your parents don't give you one?"

Bonesaw hasn't really spent much time around orc culture yet, except for the sort of culture she can grow in her work room.

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"Most people just call me 'the orf' but if you want what nicknames my parents call me it's 'firstling' and 'tender'."

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"It's really neat how you're an orf and I'm sure it'll be very fun to learn about but it doesn't really seem like a name - what do the other two mean?"

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"I'm their first child and I'm squishy, or at least I was when I was a baby."

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Poke poke.

"Well, you're still squishy on the inside at least. Did you get less squishy as you got older?"

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Sharp breath. "Uh, some. Scars and stuff."

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Bonesaw makes a note.

"Did you get more orc-like as you grew up in general?"

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"I think all the torture was more of a maintenance thing."

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"How do you mean?" asks Bonesaw as she looks through a drawer for some tools.

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"I am pretty sure I was born an orf just because of how much my birth mom got tortured, and then my parents did some more to me to keep me that way in case I'd regress."

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"Oh, neat!" She has so many questions.

"Were your parents orcs or elves or something else? Also what torture did they do - Melkor wasn't very good at communicating that bit at all."

Ah, here's the mallet and nail she was looking for.

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"Uh." She closes her eyes. "My birth parents were Elves, my mother was pregnant when she got captured, but I was raised in an orc family. They mostly favored things like shaving off my hair and tying strings really tight around my legs and stuff?"

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"Oh huh, I got left by my birth family too."

She positions the nail over the place where one of her patients ribs meets her sternum, being careful to avoid putting it over nerves so that she won't be distracted from answering.

"Do you still have do that to keep being an orf?" she asks, raising the mallet up reallllly high.

Thwack!

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She's gonna switch to osanwë at this point. I dunno. Probably not.

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Bonesaw can be gentler if it's making it hard for her to talk. 

"Are there any differences between you and Elves that aren't physical?" she's asks as she moves on to another rib.

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I don't die of being confined, does that count?

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"Yeah, it's really weird how elves can do that! Do you like it better this way?"

Tap tap tap.

 

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I don't want to be dead and don't especially want to be in a hallucination either?

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"Okay but if you could be an elf without being either of those?"

Tap tap tap, now for the other side.

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Like, an Elf not in Angband at all?

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