(1x1 with MagicalCobra)
Bindi was tired and sore and sweaty and hungry and tired. It had been a long day and although RED had kicked BLU's butt once more, she was ready to call it a night and go to sleep. First, though, she'd get some dinner. Then she'd go to sleep.
The Sniper stowed her things away in her locker, stifling a yawn as she headed back to the rec room to wait for whoever was on kitchen duty to finish up the evening meal. She plonked heavily on the couch, rubbed her eyes, and finally looked out among her coworkers- teammates, if you will- as they celebrated their recent win.
Bindi was one of the only Fems installed at this base; certainly the only one for the REDs. It was still a fairly new concept, allowing women on the field of combat, and not everyone had taken it so well. But the ones here had learned to not mess with Bindi unless they wanted a boot in the place they didn't want it, because she shot straight and that was all that mattered, at least in her eyes.
She closed her eyes and let out a sigh, craning her head back to rest it on the back cushion of the couch, trying to shut out the loudness of her colleagues for a little while longer. They could be annoying sometimes.
Bindi was tired and sore and sweaty and hungry and tired. It had been a long day and although RED had kicked BLU's butt once more, she was ready to call it a night and go to sleep. First, though, she'd get some dinner. Then she'd go to sleep.
The Sniper stowed her things away in her locker, stifling a yawn as she headed back to the rec room to wait for whoever was on kitchen duty to finish up the evening meal. She plonked heavily on the couch, rubbed her eyes, and finally looked out among her coworkers- teammates, if you will- as they celebrated their recent win.
Bindi was one of the only Fems installed at this base; certainly the only one for the REDs. It was still a fairly new concept, allowing women on the field of combat, and not everyone had taken it so well. But the ones here had learned to not mess with Bindi unless they wanted a boot in the place they didn't want it, because she shot straight and that was all that mattered, at least in her eyes.
She closed her eyes and let out a sigh, craning her head back to rest it on the back cushion of the couch, trying to shut out the loudness of her colleagues for a little while longer. They could be annoying sometimes.
The room that Lucas was in smelled like a cigarette one of the spies were lighting up. They had just won yet again another battle against the Blues and where celebrating the resent victory. He finally started to feel that this bloody war would end and he would be able to go back to his family and live the rest of his life in peace.
All of his fellow teammates were of the male gender and have always thought that they were dominate. Ever sense Bindi showed up they starting to talk down to her. Of course dear to pure pressure Lucas did it to, but he knew that he respected her for what she did for this team.
She shot as good or better then what he could do, and she is more loyal then a dog. Maybe one day he will seek deep inside of his heart and stand up for her and her rights. He'll surely talk to her in the morning to try and get to know who she is and what type of personality she has.
All of his fellow teammates were of the male gender and have always thought that they were dominate. Ever sense Bindi showed up they starting to talk down to her. Of course dear to pure pressure Lucas did it to, but he knew that he respected her for what she did for this team.
She shot as good or better then what he could do, and she is more loyal then a dog. Maybe one day he will seek deep inside of his heart and stand up for her and her rights. He'll surely talk to her in the morning to try and get to know who she is and what type of personality she has.
"Hey Bindi, wanna hear a joke?" one of the Scouts chirped, leaning over next to her. She frowned slightly and glanced over at the boy, her eyebrows knitting together slightly.
"What?" she asked slowly, feeling rather suspicious. This wasn't going to end well.
"Women's rights," the Scout said with a laugh that was abruptly cut off by an elbow to the face. The yelp was turned into an undignified guffaw as the Scout scurried away before he could be killed by the annoyed female.
She sighed and shook her head, glaring after the Scout while playing with the crocodile tooth necklace around her neck. Jerkwad. Still, she was getting used to it by now. Now that the jokes had been started, she figured she'd have maybe five minutes until the others started joining in as well. That was going to be fun... Not.
"What?" she asked slowly, feeling rather suspicious. This wasn't going to end well.
"Women's rights," the Scout said with a laugh that was abruptly cut off by an elbow to the face. The yelp was turned into an undignified guffaw as the Scout scurried away before he could be killed by the annoyed female.
She sighed and shook her head, glaring after the Scout while playing with the crocodile tooth necklace around her neck. Jerkwad. Still, she was getting used to it by now. Now that the jokes had been started, she figured she'd have maybe five minutes until the others started joining in as well. That was going to be fun... Not.
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