Do it!" Thank you Dominic," Lady Bullet said. "Assuming full control."Dominic's vision blurred and he blacked out.Lady Bullet ran her legs in mid air ...s she continued to push thefalling tower upwards. She kept pushing until finally the towerstopped in its place, mere inches away from touching the bridge. Atthis moment, Lady Bullet put her plan into action. On her back, twovertical slits opened on her skin, and metal rods sprouted out frombehind. Each rod extended 8 feet outward. The rods. We had three milk cows. We ate well enough and had enough to trade for what we needed come market days. I took to the smithy early as a way of getting free from the drudgery of field work. I apprenticed to Gerald when I was but eight. He was a good master and only beat me when I proved to be lazy or an ass. I admit that I was a stubborn little shit. I spent three years on the bellows before I was allowed to pick up a hammer and tongs. Looking back I gather that it was a good thing as it build. His eyes surveyed the field, scanning the faces of beefy, huddled jocks. Sweat laced their chiselled bodies, and an afterthought clicked in Alec’s mind. Shit, they’re hot.He’d have opted for a spot in the middle of their huddle, had one been offered.Alas, their captain wasn’t amidst them. Alec’s best guess, Sanders was in the locker room. As he crept below the bleachers, Scott and Pierce’s conversation fell out of earshot. He jogged across the compound, thoughts racing with a comment the. I decided to walk over to the fish department to get my mind off the anguish of retail for a little while. After all, the cute red head was working again and flirting with her was a necessary distraction sometimes. “Hey, Ginger,” I said jokingly as I approached the tank she was scrubbing. “I told you a thousand times my name isn’t Ginger!” she pouted and put her arms against her sides in pretend anger. “Yeah, yeah, but it’s so much more fitting than Jen.”“What do you want anyway?” she asked..