Kidaroc 2.0

[Zilla]

Julie sighed. She hadn't ever had much exposure to the effects of the Femme X and wasn't too aware of it's mechinations. She had hoped it would have changed the boy much more quickly than it seemed to be taking, though this did change things a bit. She had an interrogation prisoner instead of a potential ally. She could work with that.

Unfortunately, she had changed back into her uniform, so she couldn't really go for the plan she wanted to. Instead, she just had to take the hardline interrogator.

"You're deep underground in our complex. Now, we just have a few simple questions, and if you don't tell us, I'm sure one of your friends will, and they'll be the ones that get to go home today. Now, I have one very simple question for you, and then I'll personally escort you back to your side. Where is the boys' motor pool?"

She only stands over him at this point.

[muffinstud]

Walt couldn't help but yelp at each jerk as she slowly ripped his hair out. He looked down in fear and lingering pain at the smooth flesh of his own leg. Given a little time to become less angry, it didn't look much different from the girl's from the knee down. He flinched and squirmed and did his best to avoid getting the wax on his face. He was successful in preserving his eyebrows, but his precious beard was just too large a target. "You don't scare me. You can't use the Zeta on me, and I've got what you want." Walt glared at her in defiance. "I may be tied up, but I'm in control here. Not you."

[Blaze]

Sean starts helping the various boys on the beds into the truck, Gates included. It would be tight, but at least they would be away from the battlefield. Ignoring the burning in his muscles, as well as the pinpricks of pain in his arms and neck, he hopists the last patient into the truck and clambers in himself.

"Drive!" he yells at the driver.

[Brnin8r]

(Sorry about posting so late! Avoiding lawsuits is fun!)

The trip from the main building to the artillery battery took about ten minutes of solid jogging until Damian finally made it to the artillery battery. It was a 'newly' constructed building in that it was under construction when the disappearance happened. As such, it was just a skeleton of girders and I-beams. The occasional floor that was completed was equipped with mortars for lobbing at 45 degree angles. At the highest floor though, the girls had maybe ten of the things constantly launching containers of Femme X gas into the city. There were four guards standing at the base who, as Damian approached, raised their hands in a girl scout salute, "What's your name and business, cutie?" one of the more lax guards asked.

***

"More like 'Uh-leese'," the girl pronounced as Alex searched her and double-checked the cuffs, catching a dandy sight of Alyse's prominent, perky bosom while he was at it, "But whatever." she shrugged, not caring one way or another. "So where are we going now that the girl's have broken your line again?" she asked with an insulting smirk to the girly boy. "I imagine your general's ordered an 'Advance to the rear' tactic." Her perfume was intoxicating so close, a bright strawberry smell to it and her hair was so soft. Even the air around her felt feminine as she crossed one leg over the other awaiting her escort to do something.

***

Soon enough, the girl's horde does indeed appear. Even with the knowledge of his superior firepower, the sight was fearsome. The horde, nearly unmolested by the boy's defense, was marching forward nearly twenty wide and with the new reinforcements about twelve girls deep...like a parade of pink. The girl's had already begun to fire their darts at the tank, which took each one stoically with a metallic *ping* off of the hull. The boy's guns began firing full-tilt, though most of their shots were being stopped by the SWAT shields held at the front.

***

(Nope...the typo was actually 'off' instead of 'of'. Get off your rag.)
The doctor shrugged, "Don't worry about it." though at Jaina's question of what was on the agenda she arched an eyebrow, having mentioned it not too long ago, "Your physical." she said, ushering Jaina out the door to the medical wing.

***

(All is well)
Gus rolled his eyes, "You know this whole being soft thing of yours is going to get you into a lot of trouble someday." the boy warned as he set about doing as Micheal said. The others all looked too groggy to say anything, though after a while John and Grayson walked up while the others were packing up to retreat, "Where are we going to go, Micheal? This was 'the last place' we were going." quoting one of the older boys. There weren't many places to go now...the further North they could go, the closer to boys territory...and now with the girls pushing from the South and West...East seemed like the only way to go, but...there was nothing out there. Just empty civilization.

***

Weaver looked up with a degree of frustration. For a moment a flicker of suspicion crossed his eyes and it seemed like he knew Crow's identity. If he did, he didn't show it but smirked "Well you'll be leaving just as fast. We're retreating once again to the North. So don't be worried about a uniform just stick close to the company if you intend to make it out of here with your pair." Most equipment was set down for the retreat, though the general had at his side a very interesting looking gun. Something Crow had never heard rumor of. On the table were a few schematics of inventions surrounding the giant map that had several small miniatures to represent each battalion.

***

The boy instantly believed Julie. It was clear in his eyes, "B-but...I don't know anything." he started to stammer until the girl asked him the question, "I-it's near the eastern side, but those vehicles are used for transports like wounded. What do you want with already wounded boys?" he asked frantically. He was a younger boy, it was impressive he'd gotten to be in such a small splinter group of boys. His shaggy brown hair flicked this way and that as he looked around the room as if it might make things go away.

***

Walt's flinching was allowed...this time. Though the veteran boy could tell that if she'd wanted to his head wouldn't be moving at all. "With as many numbers as we have, Walt. Do you honestly think we'd lose even if your boys figure out how to pull this off? Zeta is a last resort, to be sure. Your mind could be used...but if your mind won't be turned, we always need more bodies." she said with a smile as she quickly ripped the boy's facial hair off!

***

The driver drives! Burning rubber on the road as the transport picks up speed and leaves the remaining transports behind, even as they load them up to follow. The transport blew past what looked to be...a tank? Massive and clunky, the amount of guns on the thing was almost obscene. How anyone could have had the time to make it was beyond Sean as they rumbled down. In the rearview the other retreating transports had also passed, leaving the tank by itself to take on the masses.

[AshK]

(Sorry about posting so late! Avoiding lawsuits is fun!)

(Nope...the typo was actually 'off' instead of 'of'. Get off your rag.)
The doctor shrugged, "Don't worry about it." though at Jaina's question of what was on the agenda she arched an eyebrow, having mentioned it not too long ago, "Your physical." she said, ushering Jaina out the door to the medical wing.

(No worries N8 everyone has there own reasons for posting late. Also don't worry about the typos we all make them.)

"Okay okay, I'm going, I'm going. You don't have to push so hard." Jaina said as she followed the orders from her doctor. She was still a bit embarrassed for her outburst. She knew it was uncalled for. She was just a bit angry.

[Knight Errant]

Isaac sighs a bit as his gunners start the barrage... waste of ammo. Best get started. He loads his high velocity shotgun rounds and low velocity concussion slugs, then begins firing. The concussion rounds placed at the front of the hoard, to disrupt their defenders, while the rubber ball filled shells land in the midst of the hoard, exploding violently among the packed-in soldiers.

[Harri-chan]

Alex nodded as she corrected him on the pronunciation of her name. "Shame. Always liked the name Alice", he said with a slight shrug. Alex had spent a lot of time thinking about what he'd say the next time he met a girl. He'd often debated, wether he'd beg for her to take him in, or wether he'd try and put on a macho act to provoke her into capturing him... but as it turned out, he was so stunned by the sudden meeting, all his planning went out the window. His tongue pushed against the inside of his cheek as he gazed at her bosom, before hearing what she was saying. "The girls are invading?", he said, his knee suddenly going weak. "They... they never tell me anything".

He sat down beside her for a moment, drawing a deep breath, inhaling plenty of her strawberry perfume. Folding one arm across his chest, he cupped his chin with a hand and tapped a finger against his cheek. It was awfully tempting to just sit and wait for the girl's forces, but if the boys were successful and came back to find him still in the brig with the prisoner... it wasn't worth thinking about.

"We need to move out", he said finally, rising to his feet, and motioned for her to follow. Stepping towards the desk, he picked up the map, the coordinates, and the keys to the vehicle, before checking if a key to Alyse's cuffs were anywhere to be seen. "When we get to the truck, you can show me where your base is on this map. So we can... avoid it", he said, smiling as if proud of his spur of the moment lies.

[Zilla]

Julie grins and nods. "Thanks, cutie pie~. The next time I see you, you'll be in a skirt," she says sweetly. She leaves his questions in the air. She slips out the door, and abandons him there for later. Maybe she'll pick him up once she has a vehicle... if she feels like it.

Julie sets off eastward, making her way toward the motor pool. She's going more for speed than stealth at this point, since the boys are probably in a huge disarray from her sabotaging attempts, and wouldn't be looking for her this far out.

[Blaze]

Sean slumps against the wall of the transport, gasping for breath. With all the adrenaline pumping through his veins, he doesn't feel the pinpricks yet. Glancing out the door, he sees a tank! Confused at first, he remembers the freelance engineer that they got and gives a smile of relief. Hopefully he would be able to hold the girls off long enough for most of the boys to flee.

[Brnin8r]

Alicia Strade smirked, the building surprised her but hadn't affected much other than the fact that there would be a few more girls in the medic wing at the end. There weren't enough boys to take any girls prisoner...just that tank. And eventually they'd fall back themselves and fortify the city...the little engineer that could would have to either fall back with the boys are fight a battle of attrition that the girl's couldn't lose.

"I'm not pushing at all, Jaina. I'm simply doing my duty, as should you." the doctor reminded as they walked to the doctor's office. It was immaculately clean and painted pink, as most rooms were here, the slippery paper of the patient's table/bed thing was there for Jaina, "Have a seat and we'll examine how you're progressing."

***

The defending girls are disrupted! The concussive blasts doing more for their balance instead of their sheilds, many of them fell down, leaving the rest to be mowed down by the repeater guns on the side. Each girl realized very quickly just how important it was to NOT be in this street right now, though without official orders they couldn't very well tell where to go. Some decided to stalwartly take the bullets, though those ones didn't stand too long, while others near the edges of the unit started fleeing into the buildings closest. Compared to the rest of the battle, this moment was their worst as girl after girl fell to the painful sting of rubber bullets, though it was clear to Isaac that the gunners still had remorse for the girls and weren't aiming for the head. It looked like there would be far fewer fatalities than casualties this time around. Despite all the success, the girls trudged on, getting closer and closer to the defending tank.

***

Alyse looked at Alex with a good degree of confusion, "Haven't you been hearing the gunfire? The cannons? You were there on the front line right?" she asked incredulously as she stood up, cuffed as she was, and followed. Her eyes hinted to Alex that she was aware of all of his thoughts. "Why would I show you that? You know how to read a map, right? ...If you don't you just might be driving me back home. Which I'm ok with." her telling smirk showed her sarcasm.

***

The boy's cries for help went unheard as Julie set about her way towards the motor pool. There were several cars on the way, packed with boys they were hauling across the streets trying to make up what time Isaac, the engineer, had left for them. Packed with twenty to thirty troops each, the transports were all overpacked, but necessary. No one noticed the stealthy soldier as she came closer to the remaining truck garage. From a distance, there were several boys, but they'd soon be gone once they piled into their transport and followed the retreating caravan.

***

Sean's transport buzzed down the street, faster than most other transports since the medic drivers had done this all too often. Passing the other transports up easily, the medics could see each transport filled with sullen or frightened boys as they passed. Sean, as the adrenaline passed would begin to feel those sharp pinpricks...though that wasn't what told him. "Sean!" one of the injured boys shouted, as he pulled one of the darts out, holding it up to the medic, the faint stain of blood on the needle. There would be three more, each marked with the telltale infection signs...pink veins and a soft irritation of the skin radiating from each point...

[Harri-chan]

Alex picked up the keys, and slipped them into his pocket, before turning back to look at her, mirroring her confusion when she asked about him being on the front line. "I don't get to go out there. Or use guns. My jobs are in here, things like the laundry, the cooking, the cleaning... ", he muttered, looking a little ashamed, not meeting her gaze as he spoke.

He looked as if he was about to slip his arm around hers, before panicking and deciding against it. It had almost felt so natural, he wanted to, she looked so soft and smelled so nice... but... he'd only met her two minutes ago, that probably wouldn't go down too well. Motioning for her to follow instead, he led her from the brig, keeping his voice rather low, just incase others were around.

"Okay, I'm sure I can figure out how to read a map ... what I meant was, you'd have to show me where your base was, because it might not be marked on here". Tugging the map out of his pocket, he unfolded it and held it out infront of her with one hand as they walked out into the rapidly emptying motor pool. "So... is it on there?", he asked, now making eye contact again.

[Zilla]

Julie paid no mind to the guards, they'd be too disorganized to do anything to her anyway, and she needed one of those transports before they were all taken. She slowly abandoned stealth in favor of speed as she slunk into the motor pool.

Her eyes darted all around warily, but she was searching for any open vehicle. She kept a keen eye on a few features she was most interested in. Her top priority was mobility. She would sacrifice armor for speed in this case. Next, the more seating she could take, the better. She'd be hurting their evacuation efforts, and it would probably get her some brownie points (pun only slightly intended) for being helpful to the cause. If she couldn't find anything light and fast, or anything large, she'd settle for anything that looked important.

What she did find was a pair of girls entering from the other side, and, as luck would have it, the one wearing pants was holding a map! Unexpected allies! The boy did say something about the "already wounded" being here, and she had wondered if there had been any recent converts that she could load up and take back home with her.

Julie dashed right up to them and waved. "Am I glad to see a friendly face!" she said. "Come on, let's grab one of those cars and get out of here!" She doesn't seem to notice Alyse's cuffs, nor Alex's no doubt bewildered expression.

[Brnin8r]

Alex's captive smirked, "Sure its on there. It's just North of this city...we'll want to go South." she lied, but if the boy had no idea there was a battle going on, how was he going to know the girl's pursuit grew from the South and West? Then the stealth agent appeared.

Alyse looked almost shocked when Julie came up and started rambling about an escape, even as she and her captor were walking down into the garage, next to one of the empty 4-door cars. Most of the boys were piling into pick-ups and SUVs to pack themselves in. The prisoner quickly tucked her shoulder in and rammed Alex into the side of the car! "Quick. The keys to these are in his pocket." she said, showing Julie her cuffs. "Take him with us." her legs maneuvered to trip the efeminate boy to the ground and hold him there.

"Look sir. Girls!" One boy shouted across the garage...they'd been spotted!

[Harri-chan]

Alex either completely fell for her lie, or was an impeccable actor. "Right. Yeah, that's what I was thinking anyway", he said, holding the keys out in his other hand. He'd never driven one of these military vehicles before, and the only time he'd ever ridden in the back of one he was only half conscious. Basing his knowledge on civilian cars from before the war, he attempted to locate the vehicle by remotely unlocking with the keys, only to blush when he realised there was no button for remote unlocking on them!

"Uh... ", he said, already looking hopelessly lost when the Girl Scout ran up. Alex's heart skipped a beat and his mouth fell open. No girls for nearly two years... and two show up within fifteen minutes of eachother. At first, he stared in confusion at how she greeted Alyse as if he wasn't there. Alex felt a tingle of excitement go right through his body when he realised she'd mistaken him for a girl, but before he could say anything blonde curls flew into his face and Alyse's shoulder crashed against his chest, knocking the wind from his lungs and slamming him back into the hard side of the truck, the map fluttering to the ground.

There was a reason the boys didn't send Alex into combat, and as he staggered forward, struggling to breathe, he tripped over the bound prisoner's leg and crashed face first onto the floor before being pinned there. What really scared him however, was the yell of masculine voices. He turned his head slightly, but his long hair had fallen into his face. For a moment, he could see nothing until the curls parted just a little and found himself looking right up the Girl Scout's skirt.

[Knight Errant]

Isaac hrmms... the girls were scared, but that wasn't enough. They kept on approaching... he couldn't have that, could he? The top cannon continues spitting out concussion rounds as the turret clanks... a different shell being loaded into the bottom. With a small smile, Isaac points the cannon to a abandoned car close to where the girls are approaching, and pulls the firing trigger. The cannon barks out a round, the car being spit down the middle like it was made of butter. The round embeds itself deep in the vehicle, then...

*BOOOOM!*

A fireball of explosives and gasoline erupt in a plume where the car once was, sending pieces of molten car flying around. Most of them embed into the car directly behind it or to the building to the side, but a few would find their way into the girl's ranks. Probably not enough to kill, except for the unlucky factor, but certainly enough to wound, bloody, and burn the front line of advancing girls.