[FFRP] Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

[Harri-chan]

Despite how everything didn't seem quite as bad as she'd imagined, in the back of her head, she'd still maintained the idea that she'd escape and try and reverse this. However, her blue eyes were glued to Mary Anne's lips as she spoke those final words, and she felt a tingle run down her spine. Nobody had ever thanked her for the work she'd done for the boys. She might not have a huge number of kills like the others, but her work was perhaps even more important. She could disrupt a base for days without them even knowing she was there. Now, there was a girl saying she was special... and she could feel the moral chains curling around her wrists and ankles as the teenager asked her to stay. Suddenly, any thought of escaping just conjured up images of Mary Anne's beautiful face etched with disappointment and sadness.

She wriggled a little, stretching upwards, brushing her lips against the cheek of the older girl, and blushing at how it lacked the feelings that kissing a girl should bring, "I'll stay for you... ", she whispered, and then pushed her skinny arms around the teenager's neck, giving her a warm hug, which left her leaning into Mary Anne's chest, the feeling of the girl's breasts rubbing her chest doing nothing at all to her body, only causing the faint-memory like thoughts in her head.

[Zoey]

"Well we can only do what we can" replied Surge. "Do you have anymore materials we could use that would be of use?"

[Knight Errant]

Julian sighs. "If not I am almost done here... it will hold for long enough. I hope."

[Brnin8r]

Greg nodded, "We're only going so far as the nearest boy's base, so she ought to hold. You boys did good last night." he commented as he left to go wake Ashton and Dan up again to get them ready.

***

Chris would find a room full of girls! They screamed at him in fear, as the noise had them scared. A quick scan would also reveal some boys in the room as well...maybe this is where they herd the boys to be transformed!

***

Mary Anne hugged Charlotte back tightly, her voice choked with witheld emotion, "Thank you Charly. You're one of the few boys who ever listened, and now you're one of the few girls that isn't completely silent toward me because of my rank."

[Harri-chan]

Charlotte's young features creased with puzzlement. She realised that all this time, she'd been seeing Mary Anne as a figure of authority, as the teenager had been more or less in charge of her... but when she stopped to consider it, she realised that most other girls would simply see her as a maid. She bites her bottom lip, "It's the people that do your job that make this place... better. Without you, they'd all be more uncomfortable, tired, hungry and grumpy... ".

[Zoey]

"I hope the boys back home didn't count us out as dead" said Surge as he helped Julian.

[Knight Errant]

"They might have... if so they will be happy to see us."

With Surge's help, he finishes the work, sighing. "For what its worth..."

[Brnin8r]

((You guys have been gone for MAX three or four days...but then again, they might have cut their losses))
Greg sighed, "Well, it should be good to be home again. I was tired of the same metal walls to talk to." he smirked. "Though what are they going to do when we show them the sonic generator?" his question sparked recollection of the other very important device they had in their possession: the sonic ammo generator.

***

Mary Anne smiled weakly, though it was obvious she found herself unbelieving, "Thank you Charly. I'm glad we caught you instead of Chris. You're a good friend." she reached over and hugged her, her shoulders heaved with silent sobs. It was only for a moment for soon after, the closet door Mary Anne had closed received a knock. Mary Anne gasped and quickly tried to wipe her eyes. "The Hierarch...." she mumbled as she dabbed her eyes. Of all times...

[Harri-chan]

She blushed at how her old name now sounded fitting for a girl, but she found herself smiling at Mary Anne's words. It felt nice to be appreciated, and it felt even nicer to hear the teenager refer to her as a friend. She'd never really had many friends back at the boy's base. It wasn't that she disliked anyone there, but she'd always been a loner, and nobody had made much effort to change that. She was almost in Mary Anne's lap from the hugging when the knock came upon the door, and her heart skipped a beat inside her flat chest, "In the closet? I'll get it... ", she whispered, hoping to give Mary Anne those extra few moments to dry her tears.

Her young body crawled over the legs of the other girl, light enough to avoid causing any discomfort, her body able to bend in ways a sixteen year old boy couldn't even imagine as she quickly slipped down onto her feet, and approached the door. Memories of her last private meeting with the Hierarch filled her head, along with images of her in that short, puffy skirt and small black top at the cafeteria. She remembered seeing the rows and rows of clothing in the closet before it had been closed, and looked quite curious indeed as she came to a stop infront of it, and pulled the double doors open....

[Knight Errant]

Julian shrugs. "I dont care... as long as it helps end the war."

[Zoey]

"We've seen enough good men go down during this war" said Surge as he cleaned his hands with a wet cloth. "Though I get what you mean"

[Evra]

chris looks around before holding his gun still pointing it at a girl "let them go now" he says keeping an eye incase one goes for a gun or something

[Brnin8r]

Greg nodded, "All right then." he hopped into the front seat and turned his key he had pulled from his pocket. The van groweld to life, "Well it looks like we're good so far. Let's get the girls." he cut the power and stepped out, "You guys should load our loadouts." he remarked as he went back to get Dan and Ashton ready.

***

No girl had a gun and it looked as if there were no possible weapons, even sharp objects around the room. The girls nodded and just sat down, "We aren't the girls...we're POWs." the said mournfully.

***

Mary Anne finished drying her tears as Charlotte approached the closet doors. When they opened, the first thing to catch Charlotte's eyes was a retracting trap door that supposedly led to an underground passageway. No one was in front of her...just the random clothes on hangars and shelves that had been there before. After almost closing the doors, out of thin air a slender hand appeared that rushed up to an invisible hood trim. It pulled back to reveal the luscious locks Charlotte had come to admire and further pulled, the odd cloak revealed a masked face that looked down at her. It was a simple opera mask, akin to the Phantom's in Phantom of the Opera. The floating head of the Hierarch smiled, the one eye uncovered by the mask had been touched up lightly with eyeshadow, though it was a noticeable change from the glamorous makeup used for her public speech at lunch. "Hello Charly." her honeyed voice dripped into Charlotte's ears as she pulled away the rest of her camoflauge cloak, revealing her get-up; another step down from her usual flamboyant garments. She wore a very simple, compartively, set of pajamas. Her top was a dark, silken magenta that cut low to reveal her late teenage bust and stopped high to uncover her perfectly flat, blemish-free stomach. The short sleeves ended in lacy purple designs depicting fairies flying around. Her bottom was a matching magenta pair of short shorts, as silk and shiny as they come, bottomed with the same lacy trimming. She wore no shoes and her painted toenails matched her pajamas. "How are you this evening?" she removed her mask finally allowing Charlotte to see her perfect face again.

[Harri-chan]

She crept closer to the open closer, and peered in confusion at the trap door, and a definite disappointment washed over her face as she saw there was still just the clothes hanging up waiting for her to wear them. She'd started to turn away when movement caught her eye, and she let out a gasp, looking up to find the beautiful, partially masked face gazing down at her. Her heart skipped a beat as she studied the Hierarch in the darkness, and she felt her tummy tingle as the older teenager spoke her name.

The young girl looked up in awe, as if hypnotised at the sight before her, as she slowly shuffled back on her bare feet to allow the Hierarch to step out front the closet. Her blue gaze took in every inch of the girl's figure in her pajamas, her mouth falling open slightly as she admired the small, silky shorts with their lacy edges, and drew a deep breath when the Hierarch removed her mask.

"Good evening... Miss... You look... wonderful tonight", she said, although there was a brief pause as she struggled to think of what she should be calling the Hierarch. It just felt right that she'd have some sort of title, but having not heard anyone address her directly, she was entirely sure what it was. It didn't take long for the realisation to hit her that all three of them were in the pajamas... had she somehow become part of that traditional girly event... the slumber party? Her lack of height made it even harder to avoid glancing at the Hierarch's bust, since it was right there infront of her eyes, and she was impossibly red in the face as she tried to compose herself. "I'm g-good thank you... Mary Anne was just explaining that we're under lockdown... is it safe for you to be here?".

[Knight Errant]

Julian heads over to grab his suitcase of sniper gear! Then he hops into the van.