This chapter is Revenant PoV

'Hey! I'm passing by the area and I thought it would be cool if I come to visit you instead of waiting for you to scare me at my flat. Can I come in?'

That little skin bag never gets enough of me to the point that she is now seeking my presence.
I'm not against her coming in but I don't want it to become a habit.

Or do I?

Since when am I this confused about what I want or how I feel when it comes to her?

'I have a present for you ;)'

"Heh... Guess I can't deny her to invade my personal space anymore."

I only reply with a simple 'Do what you want.' and it only takes two minutes before I hear a knock on the door. She wasn't just passing by and was waiting for my answer at the motel entrance.

" Come in, skinsuit. Why knock when I'm waiting for you?"

"Because I'm a polite person with manners. But that is something unfamiliar for you since you always sneak into my apartment like a creep."

"I know you like it when I'm scaring you."

She answers with a noise that wanted to be a grunt but sounded like a giggle.

While she takes off her coat, I take my time to analyze how she dressed up. When I was in her house, she kept wearing simple clothes meant for home activities or doing some mechanic work on me.
It's the first time I see her in an actual outfit and I can't disown that she has some good taste.

Her outfit isn't eccentric with weird shapes and colors like we could expect from a fashion gourou of her kind. Her style can be defined as elegant and chic, giving some boss girl vibe but ain't too sharp and visually aggressive. A simple dress, garnet red on top with tulle veils as sleeves and a long black pleated skirt on the bottom, matte pantyhose, and black velvet pumps.

She ornates her look with some thin golden pieces of jewelry, a tight ponytail, and simple makeup that includes red lipstick that matches her dress.

"If I didn't know you, I'd say that you are devouring me with your eyes. Like what you see?"

Great. She caught me red-handed.

"You should have gotten me used to this before. I assumed that you always dressed like a potato."

"Telling the one with a torn loincloth and washed-out scarf."

She hands me a large bag branded 'Foradella'.

"Remember when I talked about my job and how we can create outfits for cyborgs and simulacra? I realized that it was too dangerous for you to show up outside since you are easily recognizable. I made this for you to stay incognito while walking in the street."

She MADE it?

The bag contains four boxes of different sizes. I grab the first in the middle and discover a full suit inside. A slim black pants with a formal grey shirt that got a hood on it. All the pieces are made with high-quality silk and the shirt has some discreet silvery designs at the end of the sleeves and on the hood border.

I open the second box and find a large black felt cape with silver buttons and ornaments on the shoulders.

The third box got classic patent shoes. The leather seems to be of high quality, as the whole outfit.

The fourth and last box has all the accessories. Grey socks, a red silk tie, black leather gloves, and a black mask.

Never I thought I would wear regular clothes again and yet, here we are. She already wasted so much time of her life to help me and now uses that time to dress me up like a normal human.

Who would have done that for me? She is acting like a real friend would do and I can't even do anything nice in return.

I raise my head and cross her excited eyes. She wasn't making any noise but she looks like she gonna explode at any moment.

"You want to try it on?"

"Obviously!"

I've already seen her smile many times but never she got one that wide and joyful. She means to share this moment with me.

"Wait! I've to adjust you before you put your shirt on."

I let her do her thing. Her touch doesn't bother me anymore and it's almost a game for me to try to understand what she is doing before she tells me. She is in my back, unclipping something from my shoulders. Is she removing...

"Your antennas. Myriam told me that you don't have a use for them anymore since they were made by Hammond to give you data and commands. But since you've awakened, they can't control you anymore and I don't think you would do anything from the data they could send to you. They don't fit with your clothes so it's better to get rid of them. Do you agree to that?"

I just nod to her. I've never asked myself why they were there. It was part of me and that's it. But don't want them anymore if they can let Hammond send me shit and I really want to try this suit.

While I put everything on, she sits on the couch, reading a book that screams 'horror story' on its cover. Would like to know if it's a good one but she is only at the beginning.

I need more than twenty minutes to put everything on me. Never tried to put clothes on this body before and it's harder than I thought.

I'm looking at myself in the mirror, which is something I don't do that much since I've killed Loba's parents, and stay admirative of the work she had accomplished.
Everything fits perfectly, colors and shapes go well with my body type and the outfit itself is a perfect mix between luxury and discretion.
The more I look at it, the more I tell myself that I could have worn this when I was human.

"What do you think?"

Her voice is both anxious and excited.

"Perfect. I can't even make any negative criticism."

She seems genuinely happy and comes next to me to adjust the cape on my shoulders.

"I guess you measure my whole body when I was still recovering in your place."

"Indeed. We needed to take those measures to heal you but they came in handy when I started designing that suit."

The girl suddenly becomes shy as she pulls a camera out of her bag.

"Hey, Revenant. Can I... Take a picture of you? I will make sure that we can't see your face on it swear. My boss saw me making that personal project and wants to see the result..."

I'm not very comfortable with it but after all she did...

"Go on."

"Thank you. Just stay there, turn your head to the right, and put your thumbs in your pockets."

She takes a few minutes adjusting my pose and taking several pictures before choosing one that pleases her. She does a quick fix with the contrast and saturation before showing me how it looks.

I can't even believe that I'm the model in this gorgeous shoot. She is clearly gifted when it comes to creative works.

"Can I send it to Myriam too? Since I questioned her about your size and antennas, she wants to see it too."

"Nope. She has to deserve it and see it by herself."

"OK, I'm sending her that she can come by to see you then."

"That's not what I meant! Don't send it."

I've nothing against her family but she is the only one I accept near me.

She stayed two more hours, giving and getting some fresh news.
Then, I asked her about the book she is currently reading and she now wants to give me some she already read, so I wouldn't feel bored.

Let's see if she has more in the horror genre.