((Real sorry for the wait. Thing's've come up.))
Damian couldn't find a bed! Yes he saw the frames where mattresses ought to go, but they were dismantled in the corner. The floor, itself, was covered in different sleeping bags, pillows, and blankets. Far more than enough padding for the six, seven, EIGHT girls in the room. All around the age of sixteen, each one had nearly finished blossoming into a woman as some curled others hair while others helped paint each others nails. There was the low sound of a stereo in the background playing some pop music from before the disappearance; enough that it could be heard but not loud enough that it couldn't be talked over. And talked over it was. Each girl was talking to each other and it was almost eerie how each of them could listen to the myriad of other conversations going around them. As Damian spoke, most of the girls went quiet, two in the back noticing him but obviously not recognizing the girl he's supposed to be simply spoke quieter. "Not too much, Haley." a raven-haired goddess spoke. Her eyelids had a heavy shadow to them, though nothing else leaving her face otherwise plain. It looked a little mix-n-match but he knew she was only undergoing the process. "Come sit down!" she patted a comfy pillow next to her: the line to be made-up next.
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"Hold it!" Alex heard from behind him. That damning call that kept him from escaping into the building again where he could find Alyse and Julie. The girl's low heels clicked the ground and Alex felt a soft, but firm hand on her shoulder. "Spy or not, if you're checking in you'll need to know the command word that tells us you're back safely. Otherwise we have to detain you for questioning. Recent orders from the hierarch." she began to speak, her honeyed voice sounding concerned and caring but with a low undertone of smugness, "Apparently they've caught some boys trying to infiltrate the bases further back. We can't have that here." the morning, warm as it had been, had suddenly become icy cold around Alex, the low wind chilling up his bare legs, whipping the skir around slightly to reveal his panties for just a moment, "So what's the word?"
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((Hey AshK. Continue to roleplay you and your sisters for as long as you want. Have fun with it, I know I am. Lemme know, though, when you want me to time skip to the competition.))
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The girl Erik checked was fine, though her body was still. He found at her neck a pinch mark that looked like an electrical burn being the only real injury on her, though on her clothes the boy would find a couple odd looking clips that had bitten into the fabric rather than her skin. They looked like small tazers! She may wake up from her unconcious state but for now she looked like she was taking a well-needed coma. Inside the mall, it was dark. The power had been cut off and it was amazing the girls had even tried to brave it. Though if neither of them had any sort of lights, it'd be the blind hunting the blind. Where the girls or their quarry had disappeared to was anybody's guess but there was a sharp turn to the right leading to the main body of the mall while an escalator, inactive, led downstairs to the basement level of this consumer heaven.
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"Well they've already done that, as seen in their last siege. And a few before that." he admitted with no small amount of bitterness in his voice, "But reports say it's been weaponized to be fire from a bomber in the sky with accuracy enough to be inserted into any window of any building. It's a security risk we can't defend against." he let the news hang in silence, hoping for a reaction from the genius engineer. When one didn't come he continued, a nervous laugh capitalizing his sentence, "We thought the news would be of interest to you not because of what the new invention is but who's behind it:"
"Your sister."
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The girls began to search Sean, Chris, and Tom without remorse, assuming the worst. The barrels of their guns held to the base of their necks as each and every pocket was searched and their body patted down. "They look clean." one of the girls said as she hooked her finger in Sean's collar, pulling down, "Femme X confirmed. 1st stage."
From the chopper an intercom blazed, the pilot's voice was a feminine voice that bristled with glee, "All right girls, back to your posts. Boys, be good little ladies and hop into the chopper as well. Or else be fired on." Tom and Chris got up carefully, hands behind their head as they began to walk. "Ah, ah, ahhh." the pilot said, "Curtsey before you hop in." she goaded, even as the other girls giggled. Tom and Chris' face went red as they looked to Sean as if he might have a better plan than humiliating themselves.
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Micheal's jeep was filled with three more. As many as could safely fit in the car. It was probably a good thing as every other car was packed to the brim with the other escapists. The boys were looking panicked. They knew that being captured by the boys was now almost as bad as the girls due to their neutral alignment. In the jeep there was supplies, a few mementos, and a bonafide pistol. Not much defense but then again, their cause wasn't offense...it was avoidance. The boys were slowly reorienting themselves. It wouldn't be long before they were in pursuit of the boys. There were a couple more cars, able to be hotwired, a building right next to them, or the empty roads ahead. Good news was the caravan was currently unmolested, the other cars making it out and away safely. They only had to make it out of the city without running into anything else. "What do we do Micheal??" one of the boys, Allen, cried out as he fumbled from the jeep, taking cover behind it from the boys.
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As Julie walked through the building, she found other girls pointing and talking behind their hands about her. Despite being fairly anonymous, spies could be noticed by their solitary nature. And it was clear the other girls of the complex had. Down the halls, others were setting up the electrical, repairing any damage done from the combat; which turned out to be very little so close to the HQ. It was only until she saw Alyse, pulling her helmet off, shaking her long mane of hair straight with a degree of confidence. Alex was no where to be found though. As Alyse made sure none of her travel-wear was anywhere, she began to walk back out the building...but to do what?