Much to her master's annoyance, Clarisse once again entered the workshop without knocking.

 

"Master! I did it!"

 

She had a running start for a hug, like usual, right up until she was in the room and realized what she had walked in on. Her momentum came to a screeching halt, as did her vision as she embarrasedly covered it up with her hands.

 

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't know you were--! I should have--!"

 

"Just close the door already."

 

Cagliostro didn't divert her eyes from her work. Clarisse was her apprentice; Cagliostro didn't give two shits what her apprentice walked in on, and neither should she. But failing to close the door immediately upon entering would incur a penalty down the line. You could never be too careful on this ship of weirdoes.

 

Clarisse did work as asked. She remained near the door as she watched her master work, blushing the entire time. She never got used to watching this.

 

Cagliostro was working on her one true passion: herself. What lay down on her sizable workdesk was a perfect copy of her body, fully nude. Everything was there: lustrous blonde hair that reached all the way to the hips, perfect skin in the most literal sense, petite yet charming build... the only thing that was wrong was its deep purple eyes. There was no sparkle of life to be found. This was only natural; the thing didn't have a soul yet.

 

While creating a body for herself out of nearby materials was something this ancient alchemist was perfectly capable of, development and perfection required time and effort. And, as witnessed once again in front of Clarisse, thorough testing of biological functions. Or that's what she claimed, anyway.

 

Cagliostro caressed the raised thigh one last time before lowering the whole leg down from its upright angle, finally turning around and changing her focus.

 

"Now please tell me you have good news on your project. It's the only thing that would excuse your antics this time."

 

"Youuuu got it! Got it all put together and working. Just look how juiced up it is!"

 

Clarisse reached into her pouch and...