" Hey, Loot." The gravelly voice was MacKenzie. "This is stupid. No way am I going to play games like standing on one foot." Sorry, MacKenzie, but thi... is an order," he said in a conversational tone that belied his words. "If you decide you want to disobey orders in this hell hole, then we'll just deal with it back at base."That night, being in a desert like environment, the temperature dropped precipitously. Henderson was curled up on the floor, trying to sleep, but the cold was getting. Up until now he had been pretty calm. When Larab had pulled out the knife, he once again had felt the battle rage overcome him. His enemies were slowing down in their movements and he felt the power within him come to the surface. With every step he felt some power growing within him. It felt as though he would burst if he did not release it somehow.He had made it most of the way across the courtyard before anyone could mount a defense. The first man to reach him was immediately falling forward. She looked to her right to see an old man, a janitor. He had just been sweeping up when he noticed her. "I just wanted to warn you. You really shouldn't take this train wearing that. You'll be throwing yourself into the lion's den."Maria simply smiled. A smile that any other woman in this situation simply wouldn't have. A confident one."Maybe I want to throw myself in there." She simply said to her just as the clanking of the train started drawing closer. When the doors opened, she grinned at. The skirt length was almost obscenely short with a fake leather jacket over the white top that barely covered her generous breasts. The body looked younger but the face said middle-aged and just a little rough; an image not helped by the trowelled on make up and hair tied back in a council-house facelift.Billy put 2 and 2 together and jumped to the expected conclusions, "Little slapper, probably got a habit to feed !" Nevertheless he checked his wallet; apart from a few coins he was down to.