Gym, afternoon

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The reports coming in from her clone troopers were worrying to say the least. Tex scanned around the gym seeing no one in charge and cursed. Who the hell was in charge at this school? Even Church was better at organising things. Changing the channel to communication systems, she finally found the right wavelength and the P.A. crackled to life.

"... stupid useless... Alright, that's better. Okay, listen up you anklebiters. Town's under attack by some sort of... I can't believe I'm fucking saying this... snow monsters. They got tentacles and you can shoot them but they'll kinda just reform a while later. Yeah, this should be fun. I suggest you all get some weapons and defend yourself. And if I see anyone of you adolescent fucktards heading into town to get in my troopers way I'll rip out your skull."

She turned off the communications and looked around her.

"Right, now what kind of firepower do you guys have here? You better not all be like that Canadian dictionary loving pacifist."

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"Block the doors and windows, move people into one central location, boil water, find a fireplace?" Blair bounced. "Any of those useful?"

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"Sounding a whole lot better an a fucking pow wow," Tex agreed. "Start with the windows." She moved to one of them but there was mostly slow to see out there.

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Blair moved off towards the windows, grumbling a little about Native American reparations and social stereotypes.

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Eyeing Blair's muscle, Tex decided that she'd give the kid a hand. (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/572373.html?thread=27110613#t27110613) ()