by Brnin8r » Tue Oct 07, 2008 2:16 pm
As Julian gets to the back of the bus, he can clearly see a good twenty-five girls carefully approaching the nearly crushed vehicle. Seeing as the motorcycle isn't the quietest of thing a girl said, "Check the back!" the steady footsteps heading towards the back where Julian was could easily be destinguished.
A gun was held square at Surge's face, "Don't move Boy." the 'boy' was accented with a particular hatred, "Get out, get on the ground, and place your hands on your head. All of your soldiers must do the same or you'll wish you were dead." the girl speaking wore a protective helmet to hide her features, but the helmet itself was painted with rainbows and daisies all around it. If Surge looked to the other girls with a bead on the truck, he would see a variety of 'war paint' on the helmets; rabbit faces, girly drawings, and exaggerated charicatures of the stereotypical 'girl', used presumably to intimidate the boys.
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The girl snapped at Alana, "Put that arm down and shut up! As much as you look like girls, I know exactly what you are and what you aren't. If I had it my way I wouldn't even consider making freaks like you to join our army. The only good girl is a real girl. Why do you think we send you transformees into the frontlines almost immediately after you're finished with the transformation?? You're nothing but cannon fodder. And you all need to remember that. That's all you ever will be." needless to say...she's a bit biased.
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