[FFRP] Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

[Zoey]

Surge sighs as he pats Ashtons head and stands up. "So, what now?"

[Brnin8r]

With the hard mission over, it seemed an appropriate time to turn in. Saving the world would have to wait for tomorrow.

***

The foxgirl rolled her eyes, "Have I mentioned changing you in any way?" she asked irritated. "Think about it, boy. All the boys on one side, all the girls on the other...it's a death sentence. There's no adults...no children...and the teens have done nothing but fight. The human race is out of gas unless something amazing happens. That's why we can't change you. We need you to join us...or else we hybrids will suffer the same fate."

***

The gym was massive for the small door that led to it. A long expanse of hardwood covered in random exercise machines closest to Charlotte and further on what looked like an ornate obstacle course. As she walked in, an optimistic girl, probably seventeen walked up to the shy girl, "Well hi there, Charlotte. How are you doing today?" she seemed to beam happiness.

((Sorry for the short posts.))

[Zoey]

Surge yawned. "Ashtons gonna make it. I think its time we took some Z's. I got a feeling tomorrow wont be an easy day either"

[Harri-chan]

Her wide eyes looked down the long room as she closed the door, shaking her head in disbelief at the size if it all. When the towering seventeen year old approached, she flinched, backing away slightly before a suprised look came over her face at the cheerful greeting, and she relaxed a little. "I'm good thanks, how are you?", she asked, doing her best to sound polite, although it was a blur even to herself wether the politeness came from wanting to fool the girls, fearing them or the drugs she'd been fed. She couldnt help but blush at how far she had to look up at the girl who was only a little older than Charlotte used to be.

"Mary Anne told me I was to come for a lesson here... ", she murmured, looking to see how this girl, along with the others were dressed.

[Brnin8r]

The boys slept soundly that evening, despite the harsh events of the day; the hospital and raiding the girls complex for the isolator. They had uncovered and accomplished more for the cause of the war than any of them had doing what their superiors had ordered. It was a comfortable sleep that would be the bookend for one saga and the beginning of a new mission that would test the very fabric of the boys' loyalty to the cause, and force them to choose between friendships and duty...

The next morning was silent as they woke up...

***

The smiling girl leaned over and patted Charlotte on the head, "I'm actually doing quite well. We actually won't be here very long. We just need to test your physical abilities." she picked up a clipboard and pen, "Come with me. We'll need you changed into something more...active." she remarked as she led the small girl to the changing rooms.

[Harri-chan]

Her eyes closed briefly as the hand brushed her head. After that morning, and some of the looks she'd got in the cafeteria, she'd been expecting the worst, and once again, she was thrown into confusion by the friendliness, and drew a little breath at how soothing the girl's hand felt. Her eyes flickered open again, and she looked back up at the girl before following her into the changing rooms, biting her bottom lip as she did so. The idea of being tested made her quite nervous, as it would be a reminder to her of just how much weaker she was now than she was used to.

"I accidentally wiped my hands on my dress after lunch... ", she found herself admitting without even thinking about it first, clutching the bottom of the dress in both hands, and pulling it up slightly, stretching it out to show the teenage the greasy fingerprints. "Will it come off?".

[Zoey]

"Atteeeeeeen- tion!" shouted Surge across the room as he was already clothed and ready.

[Evra]

wait why do you need my help?" chris says sort of confused at this

[Knight Errant]

Julian rolls out of the cot. "Mfhmrfm..."

After a few minutes groggily stumbling around he gets equipped and ready.

[Brnin8r]

Greg, Ashton, and Dan were all wiped out from last night and were still asleep.

***

The gym coach giggled, "Of course it'll come off. Here." she gestured to a laundry bin while handing a set of clothes to Charlotte. "Just change into these and toss your dress into the hamper. It'll be washed and sent back to your room."

***

The foxgirl sighed, "We're trying to move South...to get away from it all. All the violence that the boys and girls cause...all the violence the other hybrid clans throw at each other. But once we're down there, we have no way to continue civilization. We need men...and we're all women."

[Harri-chan]

Charlotte laid the new clothes down on the bench, and slipped out of her sandals before pulling up her dress, shivering a little as she walked over to the laundry bin, wearing just the little white socks and white cotton panties with pink flowers on. It still felt a little strange, and she blushed, pushing her thighs closer, and pressing a hand against the flat surface of the panties for a moment before she dumped the dress and then walked back to the bench, spreading out the clothes to see what the bigger girl had given her to wear.

[Brnin8r]

The ensemble prepared for the eleven year old seemed almost too simple in light of what she'd been wearing the past day or so: a t-shirt with a smiley face on the front and a large '06' on the back; a sports jersey basically. The bottom was a simple pair of khaki-colored capris, on the legs, hippy flowers had decorated thickly around the leg bottoms and faded into the regular khaki color the further you went up. A pair of running shoes were also provided.

[Harri-chan]

The young girl examined the t-shirt for a moment, finding clothing a little more interesting than she'd ever remembered doing so before. Tugging it over her head, she slides her skinny arms through the sleeves, and then pulls her blonde hair out from the neck of it. She glanced at the teenager, and then pulled the capris up over her legs, settling them around her waist, and turning a little, glancing down at the back of them, "They fit... ", she murmured. Back at the boy's base, you'd get clothes that were kind of your size, but nothing ever felt like it had been made just for you. Crouching down, she pulls on the running shoes and ties the laces before straightening again. If you included her pajamas, she was now on her fourth different outfit and it was only just gone lunch time... that made her blush. In the past, she'd gone several days with one outfit, but never several outfits in one day before.

"Ready... ".

[Sam]

(Sorry that I've been gone for some time. Is there any way for me to catch up?)

[Brnin8r]

((Absolutely, just place yourself somewhere. You were with the boys as they stormed the complex and you sorta...phased out...you could choose to amble back to Greg's hideout or we could determine you were knocked unconcious in the raid or something else to your liking. If you have any pertinent questions, just PM me.))