"You can go fu..." Ryoko began as his head swung up, her face still contorted with rage. But she trailed off as he witnessed the creature before him...some horrific amalgam of mechanisms and female and male organs. He had seen a lot of things in her day, but nothing so bizarre as this. He knew the technophiles in the East were crazy, but even they wouldn't graft flesh and metal together.<br/><br/>Still, she gathered up what remained of his bravado and began again. "I am quite agitated, not that it is any of your business."