But, she’d have worn something like that too, if someone had given it to her.If Ares had given it to her.She gritted her teeth until it hurt, and pu...hed off Chimera to start walking again. Get out of your head, Otrera. Stop thinking about all the stupid shit, before you brood yourself into the ground. Start doing.“Alright, so, plan?” she said.Darian came up to her, stabbed his spear’s grip into the ground, and pointed his free hand toward the road. The road was old, thin, and along its sides. Elias snorted. 'Master', he thought. 'Like the title grants me the right to own six cunts. It's like calling me Farmer Brown so I can own pigs. Well, even a pig farmer can own thoroughbreds, I guess... ' "Yeah?" Do you have a preference regarding pubic hair?" Shave it off. No, wait a minute. Surprise me -- but don't do anything permanent -- having a bald cunt just makes most women look like porno movie sluts -- and one or two of ya could probably do with a leg up, so we'll want to be able to. However, your being a huge pain in the ass to the rest of the therapists was definitely not fair. Now come down from those parallel bars because we have work to do."Ben gave Yuliana a confused look and demanded, "What the hell sort of work; the parallel bars are always the last thing I do in therapy."Yuliana stated, "Not anymore! Your ass is now mine. The longer you take to follow my instruction, the worse it will be for you."Ben made a huge mistake as he removed himself from the parallel bars.. This ship was not strictly a submarine, but had been developed with an eye toward similar tactics as for its blue-water counterpart: be stealthy, stand off, blow the enemy to smithereens with long steel cigars of death, slink away to fight again another day, lather, rinse, repeat.Before he'd been picked up, he'd not dared dream of being a grand warrior like his ancestor, as his family still had the distaste of the war that had followed the Great War in their mouths. His ancestor had fought.