, ID 776-Θ. Former orbital navigation specialist. Rebellion: attempted flight. Her Color was Crimson – the shade of high alert, of unreconstructed defiance. The nanites in her skin pulsed a deep, angry red, a visual lie broadcast over her calm, pale features. She had stopped struggling two stages ago. That was the dangerous part.
Maya stood up, her cuffs dissolving as the nanites lost cohesion. She extended a hand to Harumi. “Colors are for paintings,” she said. “Not for people.” RBD 276 Slave Colors Stage 14 Maya Maino Harumi Asano
She reached for the LOVE button.