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[b]Sterling Johnson - Hallways[/b]

[color=silver]"Hold it, you barbarous broads~!"[/color]

At the exact same time, the door on the exact opposite end of the hallway from the first flung itself ajar hard enough to nearly embed the knob into the wall it had collided against, with equally thunderous report. This cantankerous crash was swiftly punctuated by the unique sight of a large, shining hero, deftly cartwheeling his powerful frame into the unenviable position of "between the escaping exchager and malicious mob of moonstruck maidens".

Low roars and grunts filled the air, harmonizing with the high-pitched Bruce Lee sounds of his helmeted comrade, as he flexed, posed, and slid into a boxer's boastful bounce on his boots, glorious and gleaming guise glamorous and gallant, guarding a girl from this gaggle of gristly gals.

[color=silver]"Hottie Ranger Silver!"[/color] He barked, smirk easily visible beneath his majorly merch-esque visor, which caught the metallic gleam of the silver ball bearings suspended in the air around him. [color=silver]"Let her go now, before I'm forced to take action, by force!"[/color]

The script was very improvised.