[FFRP] Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

[Harri-chan]

Charlie groaned a little as he came awake. It sounded off, but figured that was just his hearing being a bit funny after they'd knocked him out. His eyes opened to squint around the pink room, wrinkling his nose as he saw the dresser at the end of the bed. Drawing a deep breath, he rolled over a little beneath the covers, blushing at how soft and comfortable the bed was. It took him a moment to realise his leg wasn't hurting, and moved a hand about beneath the covers, feeling his thigh was bare... and there didn't seem to be a wound. Moving his fingers up a little, he felt the ruffled edge, and brushing along it, realising it was the hem of a dress.

"No.. ", he grunted, lifting his other hand out from beneath the bed sheets, spreading the fingers across his eyes, as the soft pink light was hurting them. He squeezed them closed for a moment and took a deep breath, trying to shake off that hazy, comfy, sleeping feeling that seemed to have a tight hold over him. Pushing the covers back, he scrambled over the edge of the bed, feeling the frilly edge of the nighty tickling the tops of his thighs before he suddenly fell forward, landing on his chest across the floor with a groan...

[Brnin8r]

The door on the opposite side of the room opened as Charlie collapsed onto the floor. "Wakey wakey, Chrissy." a soft, feminine voice chimed. The rustling of blankets told Charlie that the incoming girl was confused, "Chrissy? Where'd you g-" she stopped mid-sentence, "Ah, there's our sweet prisoner. Did you have a scary dream?" a girlish chuckle followed. Should Charlie look up, he would see a perfectly soft face, the angel's feminine features were accented by soft makeup, her hair was done in curly blonde ringlets. To a male observer, she was the exact stereotype of the horrible girl force they were fighting against, but in this light, she almost looked divine. "Welcome to your cage." her perfectly white smile almost comforted anyone wary of any plot.

[Zoey]

Surge followed behind Greg, poping every girl that came to sight. Before he looked around to check the are was secured.

[Harri-chan]

"Stop talking to me like I'm a kid... ", mumbled the sixteen year old, still trying to focus his eyes in the pink light of the room. He still remembered how that one girl in the truck had kept refering to him as being little as well. This whole situation was messing with his head. He'd been captured by the enemy, and he knew he was in danger, and yet he'd just slept in the most comfy bed he could remember being in for over two years, and now, as he rolled over onto his back, he thought for a moment he was looking up at an Angel.

His blue eyes widen a little, slowly clearing, letting him see her in more detail. His cheeks were still red from her question about him having a scary dream, and the chuckle sent a shiver down his spine. He -knew- she was the enemy, and that she was dangerous... but part of him wished so bad that this dumb war was over, so he could again hold a girl like her and kiss her. He stared at her perfect smile for a moment before forcing himself to look away as he sat up on the floor, "What the hell am I wearing?", he groaned, pulling on the frilly edge of the pink nighty.

[Brnin8r]

Greg nodded, "Good work Surge, that looks like the last of them. Defend the room while I get the location from one of the terminals. First though," he tossed a can of black spray paint, "Blind those two cameras." he continued to tap on the keyboard, navigating through the files to find the location of the Zeta isolator.

***

The girl giggled again at Charlie's question, "Well Chrissy, that's what all our captives are placed in. Did you think we had nice jeans and a t-shirt for you? And it looks so precious on you." she reached down and flicked his nose with a long-nailed finger. "We better get you ready for your meeting with the Hierarch. She's been waiting for you, and she has a little surprise that you, my ickle wickle Chrissy, will enjoy." she jumped from the bed and opened the dresser drawers, "Now get up so we can get you looking presentable."

[Evra]

chris looks at the cordinates knowing of three possible places "well this sucks ... there three possible places they could take him " he says looking at them looking up "for one yeah sorry about the not reporting in for two who gave him clearance to come here and 3 why would he want to look for me?" he says thinking of the most likely taken to fortress as he looks over at the bodies "what are you gonna do with those?" he says looking at the cordinates again

[Harri-chan]

He snarled as she flicked as his nose, blue eyes narrowing as he looked up at her from the floor. He might not have look very feminine with his blonde hair cut so short, but he had such a skinny frame, her could hardly be described as very masculine either, especially in the pink nightie with it's frilly edges. "I told you to quit that, girlie!" he snapped, getting up to his feet, and brushed a hand across the back of his thigh again, where the bullet wound had been.

By now, he'd given up trying to tell them he was not this Chris person they thought he was. After all, it wasn't like they'd just apologise and let him go if he did manage to convince them of who he was. He rubbed at his nose, watching her head over to the dresser and open the drawers.

"So... what's your name?".

[Brnin8r]

The boy nodded to Chris' complaints, "Well he didn't necessarily get clearance, he sort of...stole it. You see, he's one of our black ops like you, only he specializes in information requisition...and he took the clearance and went after you. We're not quite sure why he went after you, but we think it might be that an earlier report of yours, an observational report described a soldier that he believes might have been his old girlfriend. We restricted him from pursuing the idea, but one thing led to another and now he's gone." he sighed, "As for the coordinates, you can have them. If you're not going after him, we'll send a unit to rescue him, but there's little chance a unit would go unnoticed. We couldn't find you for months, it's just luck you were here when Charlie was. You could get in and out and not worry."

***

"Oooh feisty little boy." she taunted. It wasn't until Charlie had stood up that he saw what she was wearing. The girl wore a pink maid's uniform. Her white underdress was covered by a pink apron. Her skirt was held up by layers of petticoats which allowed her long legs, clad in soft satin leggings, to be seen. The garters holding them up could be seen here and there, white bows swishing from her dress blocking the view occasionally. She minced around in 3 inch heels like they were sneakers, obviously proficient with the aberrant shoes. She tip-tapped over to Charlie, "My name is Mary Anne. I oversee the new arrivals and their rehabilitation." she handed a pair of pink bunny slippers, "Slip these on, and don't worry." she said as she went quickly around Charlie and grabbed his arms and twisted, holding them in place while she placed fur-lined hand cuffs, holding his hands behind his back but causing no discomfort. "And now we're ready."

[Harri-chan]

He clenched his hands into fists when she continued to talk down to him, but his expression softened when he looked over her from behind. He was a teenage boy, and it had been so long since he'd spent time with a girl. His blue eyes travelled up from her heels, over her long, satin-clad legs, to the garters and the petticoats of her skirt, and the apron over the top of the dress. He started to go through a rather dangerous process of thought in his head... this girl wasn't a fighter, or a killer. She wasn't the enemy...

He swallowed a deep breath as she turned back around and walked over on those heels, introducing herself as Mary Anne. He was about to refuse the slippers when he felt the soft fur-lined hand cuffs click shut around his wrists. His shoulders slumped slightly, pushing his feet into pink slippers. "You don't have to take me to her... I know what it's like for you... I could... give you things that you desire, things only a boy can... ".

[Zoey]

Surge nodded as he started spray painting the cammeras. "I cant belive things have gotten so smoothly" he said with a small chuckle.

[muffinstud]

Dan, weaponless and clueless, huddles behind Greg. Despite the fear evident on her face, copious amounts of adrenaline pump through her cute frame from the fight before keeps her up and ready to pounce. She looks at her hands for a moment, then frowns. She doesn't need a weapon, she IS the weapon. "Anything you need me to do, sir?"

[Evra]

chris glances down at the cordinates a last time before sighing "fine ill look for him so i guess ill check this one first." he says looking around "dont tell me im gonna have to walk

[Brnin8r]

Greg nodded, "I don't think they've noticed us yet either Surge, but we'll need to hurry if we're going to get to the isolator." at Dan's question he turned to her, his blue eyes examining her for a moment, and tossed her is sidearm. "There, if we need the backup, you're it. Guard the door and make sure to shoot any other girl that comes in. Maybe you'll be able to be in the hall, they probably won't tell the differences...might give us the upperhand." he returned to the screen and navigated through the map. All right guys, the isolator's at the center of the complex...of course. It's a few halls getting there, but we shouldn't run into trouble." After telling the plan, Greg pulled a flash drive and placed it into the console. "One second, we'll get some intel while we're here."

***

The boy shrugged, "Well we have a bike outside the ruins, it's a walk but you can have it. I'll report it stolen if you'd rather not report in."

***

Mary Anne gasped, grabbed Charlie's hair, and pulled down hard, forcing Charlie onto his knees. "Do not presume that I have no control...or that we have no resources for those "things that we desire"." her visage turned cruel as she bent the disabled boy's head backward to have him look up at her, her eyes no longer welcoming or smile as inviting but a wreath of anger almost seemed to outline her head, "Don't you DARE think you know what it's like here...it's...it's a perfect place, if it weren't for you boys mucking it up." she let go of his head and grabbed his arms to lift him up to his feet. The menacing aura seemed to melt away as Mary Anne calmly breathed for a moment. "I'm sorry that happened...but...you don't know what it's like." she sighed, it half-sounded like she was content, but it could also be mistaken for a feeling of regret, like she had just reminded herself of something she'd rather not think about. "Let's get you in to the Hierarch...she'll sort you out."

[Harri-chan]

Despite being with the enemy, Charlie had let his guard down. He'd relaxed, and he wasn't expecting it. He cried out in suprise as the girl pulled on his short, blonde hair, and he crashed down hard onto his knees, his face brushing through the petticoats of Mary Anne's dress. He shivered as she forced his head back, forcing him to gaze up her towering above him, and he blushed at the view. He guessed she might have been a little older than him, or perhaps it was just being on the floor than made her seem so imposing.

He was silent as she pulled him back to his feet, staring into her eyes for a moment before looking away. He started to feel dizzy as he realised there was no escape. He pressed his thighs a little closer, his nose wrinkling at the thought of becoming one of them, but his head lowered as he was led out from the bedroom-like prison cell by the girl, his knees shaking, causing him to miss a couple of steps and stumble slightly, the fluffy bunny slippers not helping.

He tried to shake his head and clear his thoughts. Not only was the bed the comfiest he'd been in for the last two years, but he'd never felt so clean. It was tricking his mind into thinking this all wasn't that bad, but he knew it was... it was the worst thing that could possibly happen.

[Evra]

chris lets out a sigh from behind the mask "fine mine as well this place is getting old" i say as i pull up each of my weapons attaching silencers and turn "mine as well get going oh and uhm how do i contact you?" he says turning back to him