The one tailed duplicate took over. She made sure one edge, an inch or so of the seaweed parallel to the ingredients, was free of rice.<br/><br/>"Now to make kitsune maki is simple enough. First we have to roll up our roll around Ray here."<br/><br/>She did as she stated, folding the rice and seaweed layer over the ingredients, and then rolling it over until the free edge of seaweed overlapped the main body, and sealed to it. The result looked like a roll of dark green carpet, with ray's head and feet poking out of opposite ends.<br/><br/>"Now all we haver to do is to separate it into bite sized pieces." She took a sharp carving knife, and sliced down gently but firmly on the roll at about mid knee height. The roll cut easily, and the ray inside felt the cold metal slice effortlessly through his legs. She separated the piece off, placing it on it's end so his feet were sticking upwards. The odd thing was he could still fell his toes, even move them.<br/><br/>She sliced again at the top of his legs, again at waist height, and finally a cut which separated the top of his torso from his abdomen. She placed each piece upright in turn, and the one with his head could look out over his dismembered body. The surfaces in the centre of the rice and seaweed cylinders were raw meat, along with the ends of the cucumber, but they weren't bleeding out. He could still feel all of them, but also the wierd sensation of cool air on the raw surfaces.