She flexed her long fingers, bunching her hands into fists. She knew, without having to check, that her muscle and skeletal structures were so advanced she could punch through body armor, that her cardiovascular system could work with no oxygen for fifteen minutes, that her liver verged on MI complexity and could detox most modern poisons in seconds. Her body was a state-of-the-art weapon, the best modern printing could produce. It was also totally illegal, no external tags anywhere.