It's not for nothing he's called, "His Limeness"
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"I wonder how your blood tastes like?"
Ribbons stopped in his walking along the park at the voice that piped up from one of the benches.
"Why does it smell so strongly though, I wonder?"
"I... beg your pardon?"
Her nose moves, sniffing the air in front of her -- and the general direction Ribbons was standing. "And your hair. It's lime. And you smell of peaches. That's not normal for a human."
Eyebrow raise. "I'm sure there are... far more stranger things in the universe."
Sniff. Sarcastic chuckle. "Oh you're sure. What's in your blood? There's something else mixed in it. You an alien?"
"I certainly am not, madam -- I am an Innovade, and my blood is filled with nanomachines."
She made a face at that. "Blood tastes good enough as it is. You don't need to add anything to it. Just spoils it."
"That is how I was born, I'm afraid. Now if you will excuse me..."
Ribbons did not really wait for her answer and just quickly shuffled away. The idea of that... that person tasting his hair and his blood and everything else sent shivers up his spine.