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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Whole Blair was busy making barricades, Victor took a scarf and tied it around his torso like a sash. There was no way he could wield the gun (http://www.fuzzycouch.com/lazertag/tomy12.jpg) and bat at the same time, so he slid the bat between his back and the scarf, making an effective sheath.

"Okay, I got a better weapon," he told Walter, buckling the holster to his waist. "We should go see if those things are getting closer."