Mariko's eyes widenend as she saw her friend pull down her socks. Her knes were thicker then her leg showed, and once she pulled the sock down, Μariko could see why. They were braced, like a plastic bandage, and wha they were bracing her against was ...her. Or it wasn't exactly. Marko squinted. Everything lower then her thigh seemed to be plastic, or metal, or some substance that was decidely [i]not[/i] human flesh. Mariko resisted the urge to grab it, and leaned down to have a closer look. Not that she learnt that much else from being so close to it. It smelled like a new toy, fresh out of the box that Maori–chan seemed pleased to show off.

The Doctor told me they were made with some kind of printer, they even took a mold of my legs so it would fit perfectly."

"Well, it's amazing what they can do with medicine these da– Hang on a minute, a printer? How did a pair of legs come out of a printer? Wouldn't they get all inky?"