Recolor his eys? Hah! That was a running joke coming from him; Doll and Lea both loved his eyes too much...<br/><br/>They were one of the most beautiful things he'd inherited from his other mother, a lovely reminder of her, along with her smile and her charisma that Lea had also inherited. Where he got all this playfulness from she wasn't sure; certainly wasn't from Doll, and her other mother was far too sweet.<br/><br/>Lea found out that she was able to listen in on their conversation as she went to her liquor cabinet and grabbed herself a whiskey, straight up. She downed the first glass quickly, then brought the second one with her to watch the backalley surgery taking place in her apartment. Her son was quite adept with bullet wounds, largely from Doll's body; she trusted him more than most professional doctors, which had been unfortunate in why her son was not a doctor instead...<br/><br/>...though she had to admit, he was getting FAR more money, and more fun, as a licensed escort. She just wished more people wanted him as is; he was so much more beautiful when his natural features shown... and in blue...<br/><br/>What was it with Johns and pink on their little 'playthings' anyway? Idiots... idiots with cash who liked getting her son's cute little dick in the ass, but idiots...<br/><br/>Still, listening in and watching, it seemed they were getting along. Of course, with her son that was par for the course, but... maybe she was reading too much into it, but perhaps there was something more this time... or maybe it was because the whiskey was making her feel weird...<br/><br/>...they weren't kidding; anti-rejection meds did<em>not</em>blend with alcohol well.<br/><br/><strong>"'scuse me a moment..."</strong>she says, standing up, heading to the bathroom, and shutting the door.<br/><br/>After several minutes of wretching - and flushing the rest of her anti-rejection meds down the drain, because fuck that - she returns with freshly brushed teeth and an empty glass of whiskey whose contents had joined the drain-path to the sewers. By this point, it seemed Nei was patched up, and they were 'going to bed'... Doll rolled her eyes there; her son moved quite fast sometimes...<br/><br/><strong>"Mommy just found out why the damnfool doctors said not to have alcohol on anti-rejection med the hard way,"</strong>she began, really not feeling terribly sexy at the moment.<strong>"And both of you have some work to do first."</strong><br/><br/>Nei pulled out the datapad she'd gotten from Silverfang, then with a few convenient button presses, she went through and wiped it - blank, just how she needed it for now - and handed it to Nei, then provided the 'Recipes' datachip.<br/><br/><strong>"You get to go through this datachip I found, then you are going to remove everything that is 'illegal' or actively harmful to people on here, but leave any medicines or anything beneficial. I'm going to use this for some leverage when I meet with my 'associate' in a little bit."</strong>she explained, wanting to sanitize the things on there before she offered undermining, corporate-espionage information to a possible competitor.<strong>"There's a frequency jammer in the guest bedroom; turn it on before you slot that chip, just in case it's bugged or tapped; I'm going to go through it later but this needs to be done now and I don't need that thing saying things I don't like to people I don't know. Lea, we're going to our bedroom so I can repair the drow-poisoned bolt-wound to my cybernetics. Again, don't ask, my little princess."</strong><br/><br/>The reason for the two rooms... well, truth be told Doll was still sensitive about her cybernetics; they weren't exactly planned, and most everything in her had been modified by them; she was literally more than twice the weight she was before, nearly being two-hundred pounds. Her son had seen them though; she didn't keep much from him, he was a big boy, and smart like her mommy, and he'd be one of the ones she could rely on to assist her if they were in need of repair and Doll needed help with it.<br/><br/>Once she'd gotten her toolkit out, she began to strip, lifting up her hair and starting with the back of her suit, revealing that the base of her skull was shining metal, and as the zipper went down her back it was clear that the metal continued all the way down her spine to her tailbone, with a spiderweb of wire radiating from the spine-ware just under her skin -  all of her nerves, every last one, were metallic now, mithral she was to believe it to be, all of it was given her small frame. Shrugging off her suit, her upper back including shoulder blades and shoulders were metallic field-plates of sorts; her arms were gloriously crafted and metallic, but still they were metallic, non-biological extensions she hadn't exactly been looking for. While her eyes and ears were normal looking, this mil-specced gear was another thing altogether, built for function, not form... her legs much the same, staring just under her buttocks - thang god she still had her ass - but also moving up on the outside to connect to her pelvis better, which had been reinforced as well. Her organs too were artificially supported given her blast injuries blowing them out, but those weren't visible...<br/><br/>All in all, much of Doll was now more machine than flesh, and the process was... uncomfortable to adjust to when she had time to think.<br/><br/><strong>"Wanna watch?"</strong>she asked her son as she moved to the edge of her bed, seating herself and reaching to work the bolt-head out of her shoulder, assessing the damage.<strong>"Should be a superficial repair, easy enough."</strong><br/><br/>Once she got to work however...<br/><br/><strong>"So... what do you think of Nei?"</strong>she asked her son, as quietly as possible as she worked.<strong>"She has a bit of a... unfortunate background, and mommy hurt her a lot earlier... I want you to be safe, got it? And keep an eye out in case mommy's... work starts creating problems... do you need me to find you a better weapon? You carry your weapons with you when you work still, right?"</strong>