The caged models are shouting, glistening bodies blue with pancake; Isambard pauses in flicking through the channel guide. It’s amazing that they choose to protest through nudity, but he doesn’t question his luck. Not since he started getting it from the source.
“Humans for the Ethical Liberation of Pixies staged another protest today,” drones the reporter. Isambard shoves his hand through the door of one of the golden birdcages.
“Fly free, fair friends!” they’re chanting on the television.
Isambard holds the squirming, peeping thing tight, sits down before the mirror and razor, and begins to scrape the sparkle from its wings.