???: Don’t be shy, got a lot to fill you in on.
You pick option B.
You black out only to wake up on a table shortly.
Your form is serpent-like and cold, covered in scales ranging from small micro ones typical of a snake, to larger mask-like ones on your new face.
You don’t think your original form was anything like this… doesn’t matter now, it’s probably long gone. You have glimpses of your old life but it’s ridden with holes.
???: You feel alright? Everything connecting fine?
You give a nod, surprised by the first noise to come out of your throat. The voice is alien to you.
???: Alright, name please?
You thankfully can recall enough to give an answer.
Spiral: Spiral Renegade, witch in the making. Last thing I remember I was getting the hang of things there but I haven’t gotten that far. Think my motifs were wind and meta.
???: Oh, sensitive? No wonder they were eager to salvage you…
Spiral: Other than that I was a bit of a nobody I think. Whole lot of nothing going on but magic was my livelihood.
???: Good, good! Got something to cling onto there. Lucky to remember as much as you do…
Spiral: And you are?
???: 4D, it’s the first two digits of my body’s unit number and I can’t remember that much myself honestly… so I use what I got.
4D: So uh, what are you in here for?
Spiral: Mmm?
4D: You died right?
Spiral: Think so, can’t remember for sure how. Went out to the shopping center one morning and I remember this awful smell like… like Rotten eggs?
Spiral: But a lot of it is blank…
4D: Mm.. I can’t say I remember what happened to me perfectly either. Sometimes wish I did...
4D: Have to say that look is good on you though, people who worked on it will be proud. If you don’t like it there’s plenty of room to upgrade down the line of course...
4D: Speaking of, we managed to salvage some goods off your person?
4D: In a locker. You had a weapon on your person and a pair of accessories. You mind filling me in so I can get those for you?
4D: And feel free to ask me anything, I’ll answer as best I can.