System

The first layer of the system was a surface skin. It was the public face of herself, what she showed to the world on a day-to-day basis. It was purely aesthetic, necessarily visual - constructed as a means of diverting the world's attention (or so it felt at times) towards a placidity that she was comfortable with showing to others. The profile was a set of data which constructed her as a legitimate living and breathing human being, someone and something that could be easily captured and understood mentally as both a construct and a physical entity. Her date of birth, her height, her eye and hair colour, her familial relationships - all of these kinds of details were meticulously recorded, tattooed into the fabric of the skin. This was the information that stood out, that blazed itself to others of her kind as a proud certificate, verifying her as a being that had been born and conceived of the homo genus - one of us.

Underneath this epidermal layer was the second layer of the system. A spongy dermis composed of interlocking fibres of traits such as a being's likes and dislikes, their temperament and propensity towards certain tokens and objects. The hints of these fibres formed a supportive mass that could be sometimes seen if the skin was stretched translucent enough. It gave the skin form. This second layer worked in tandem with the surface - being as it was a membrane - bits of information were continually passed and reused by the upper layer in a loop that attempted to convincingly convey an iota of unique individuality. Just enough to provide comfort that the mass of cells that composed her was distinctive enough to make her feel she had some kind of unique place in the world.