by Brnin8r » Mon Dec 29, 2008 3:27 pm
((No, this clan is made of the other hybrids as well. Mostly dogs and cats though as ironic as that is....))
The doberman girl, as she's leading the unit of boys to their equipment, shakes her head, "No, but you might say we're one of the few civilized clans in this region." It doesn't take too long to get to the armory. Just through the bunks room into a sort of massive walk-in closet. "Now I trust you to leave your weapons at your side while you're in here." She ushers them to a particular corner where all their equipment is. If anyone were to do a quick inventory, they would find that nothing is missing.
The girl smiles, "Well, I'll give you the first go." she sets herself up for his charge.
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Jaina doesn't look up from the controls, "Yes, just ask the other girls where it is. They might be a little apprehensive, but once you set down into a bunk they'll know you're here under diplomatic immunity."
It's not about how much dough you make -- it's about how delicious a pizza you eat at the end.
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