He was a well built and attractive man, I suppose, but he had the air of a snake oil salesman. He turned around and registered my basic existence, bu... dismissed me out of hand as one of the lesser masses, someone that surely didn’t warrant his attentions. It’s really interesting, how a lot of people, not all, who spend their days dressed in suits tend to ignore people dressed in jeans and an un-tucked shirt. So, since I was a non-entity anyway, I just stood at the back of the car and pretended. ..” I said, slowly, rubbing the back of my neck. “You were a dude.”“I am the male of my species,” Victory said.“Really?” I asked.“No.” She frowned. “I have mammary glands. And in my spider-form, I clearly have exposed thuuung and venom injectors. Now!” She clapped her hands, which set her breasts (which I hasten to add, are the size of my fucking head and didn’t need a bra because of fancy space bodies) jiggling. “Transform!”I held up my hands. “To what?”Victory pursed her black lips and. Litz looked over at their bounty board, trying to decide if it was worth taking a job and decided against it. With another sigh, he got off his stool and headed for the door. Outside, a river ran, twisting through the town. He sat on the stone barrier and looked down into its dark waters, wishing the artificial sun on the floor would come up early and light the town. He heard the footsteps behind him, but didn't bother to turn around. This was a bad part of town, but he didn't care if someone. "This is beyond believing and I for one don't believe it. She must be doing it for some gain. Her race is nothing but greedy violent base creatures." stated another I think his name is Chalcedonia"Some of my race, are just that. Ren, the one that attacked me was such. His friend might be as well but there are greedy ones yes, and there are violent ones, but most are good and honest. You should not judge a race based on just a handful of samples. And if I may ask you a question, would you have.