By Robin Wasserman
Now in paperback, the second one booklet within the practical sci-fi trilogy Scott Westerfeld calls "spellbinding".
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Not Jude. ” Quinn shot me a wicked smile. “Seth’s not interested in staying, but . ” She raised her eyebrows. ” He had Jude’s face—the harsh, angular lines, the bland beauty we all shared sharpened by raking cheekbones, hooded eyes, full lips built to smirk. But he wasn’t smirking, and his eyes—slate gray, not Jude’s flashing amber—darted from Quinn to me to the ground and back again. His flesh was an unbroken plane of creamy peach without any of Jude’s swooping silver circuitry, and his long, muscled arms looked like org arms, without the transparent panel Jude wore on his left bicep, showing off his internal wiring like a badge of honor.
Just one of the things no one, including Jude, understood about what they did to us. We all had our theories, but in the end, we just crossed our fingers and flicked the switch. I hadn’t had a fresh one in weeks. I’d promised myself I wouldn’t, not anymore. It was too easy—and it made waking life too gray. Like nothing was as real as the world inside your head. I flicked the switch. When I was alive, I dreamed in stories. They weren’t real, of course. Org dreams are nothing but random neural firings, spurts of color and unprompted emotion.
Angry. Sad. But there was something else, wasn’t there? The connection between the two types of feelings, the thing that bonded the feeling inside your head to the feeling inside your body. The thing that made your palms sweat when you were nervous, your stomach clench when you were afraid, your lungs heave and your eyes drip when you thought too long and too hard about what you used to have. Mech bodies functioned perfectly no matter what was going on beneath the titanium skull. Heaving and dripping would indicate a malfunction.
Crashed (Skinned, Book 2) by Robin Wasserman