Well, those implants really were something... seemed really rough on the system however. Alex would have to keep that in mind for the future; something told her she'd run into these girls again. All that was left was pinkie-pie over near her locker, and luckily for everyone she was quite the demure thing. A good head atop a weakened spine, what wasn't to love about that?<br/><br/><strong>"Considering I've killed three orks with guns and grenades, and three gillettes packed with X-mod cybernetics (OOC: Extreme-Mods = X-mods, basically things that are grossly taxing on the biological systems) in matters of seconds with nary a scratch, I'm not terribly concerned how dangerous she <em>thinks</em> she is,"</strong>Alex retorted to the Ork, walking right up to the girl in pink with a smile, she carefully reached for and pulled the woman's katana from her possession, and hoisted it to rest upon her shoulder.<strong>"Now Mira, would you be so kind as to give our Ork friend his armor back? I think with that blow to the ribs he's earned his stuff back. I'm pretty sure that blond-haired girl is about your size; strip her down and put on her clothes. I imagine they're armored too, aren't they pinkie? But do open my locker first; I would <em>really</em> like to see what is left of my stuff...<br/><br/>"Oh, and you,"</strong>she addressed the pink one with a smile, tapping the flat of her scalpel against the woman's chin, still smiling sweetly.<strong>"You're going to be my new 'friend,' and just like Mr. Ork over there, I'm going to need you to strip... you can keep the cock-sock though; it's cute. Also, solid pink is <em>really</em> not your color... I think a black and white would work better, you know, like a maid outfit... something to contrast your vibrant hair... you'd be really cute that way."</strong><br/><br/>Now to get it all sorted out, and for her to go through her stuff and see what was left... if anything...