Angela's Magic Lesson - Morgan Meets the Eye

Somewhere inside Angela Morgan's mechanical body, gears were turning.  She whirred and clanked as panels flipped open, revealing functional parts that emerged from seemingly nowhere.  Something clicked, and Angela came back to her senses, shaking off the brief stasis she was in.  Her eyes glowed blue as she examined herself.  Her purple clothing had turned into brightly painted metal.  Exhaust pipes jutted from her ankles.  A pane of tempered glass rose from her forehead.  Out of the corner of her vision, she caught glimpses of what looked like handle grips.  A rubber tire rested in her abdomen, and a halogen light shone from her chest.

The gears stopped, but Angela could sense their potential.  If there were to be any more transformations today, she would will them to happen herself.  A directive told her to protect her world, but her personality would devise just the right way to do it.  She would roll out her plan soon enough.

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