Post by Blushing z0ro on Nov 22, 2020 10:53:30 GMT -5
YUKO
ACT I SCENE IShore Leave Fun Times!Meeting of Furies!
Yuko just lied there on her cot, lazily puffing her cigarette. Today was supposed to be her shore leave but the higher ups had decided that Yuko and her new “roommate” were simply not allowed to have unsupervised leave anymore. Some bull about property damage, disorderly conduct and other nonsense like “aggravated assault” and “harassment”. What did that all even mean? All she did last time was beat up some creeps who taught themselves clever in a bar. They were the one causing a scene, she just ended it. Wasn’t that what Marines were supposed to do? Find someone breaking the law and beat the ever living shit out of them? At least they wouldn’t try anything similar again now.
Well whatever, nothing she could do about it now. She’ll just have to wait here and smoke up, shame she couldn’t have a bottle of some good stuff on base, it would make time pass faster.
The red head shifted a bit on her cot and crossed her legs, she was starting to feel a bit restless, at least when she was on duty she could move around and do stuff. Right now she was stuck waiting for a chaperone, just shaking her bare foot hanging above her other leg.
Would today be a sandals or a boots day? She hadn’t decided yet. Sandals were more comfortable but solid army boots were much better for kicking people in the head. Hmmmm… decisions, decisions. At least she didn’t have to worry about the rest of her outfit. She didn’t really bother changing out her “uniform” when off the clock. She custom fitted it herself, the normal one was just too boring and also generally too restrictive for her to move in properly. Sure she could probably be more conservative with her outfit, but she never saw the point. What could humility get that your natural assets could not with just a little bit of flaunting?
Some found it crass, it was just how she learned to get by. That and extreme violence with utmost prejudice but that was not her preferred first port of call, just the one she usually ended up going for anyway. Maybe all the waiting wasn’t good for her, she was thinking too hard about stuff. Yuko would be the first to admit she wasn’t the best at thinking, just give her stuff to do, pirates to take out, that’s all she really needed in her life right now. That and booze would help.
Yuko turned her head, still lying down and smoking, to look at the other person apparently needing a chaperone. She was quite short and scrawny looking Yuko thought but the scars on her clearly showed she had gone through stuff, that and the eye patch, was it for real or just a fashion statement? It kinda fitted the whole punk esthetic she had going on. Probably better not to ask. Didn’t want to offend anyone, at least not yet.
“I’m bored.” Yuko eventually let out. Maybe talking would help pass the time? Hopefully the officer that would let them out would be around soon. It’s not like they were locked up in the brig or anything. Sheesh what did a girl need to do to be allowed some fun in the Marines nowadays?Words: 550
Yuko: d60000