Victoria had waited around for a few moments after giving her "slave" an order, a predatory grin forming on her scarred visage in sharp contrast to the look of shocked realization on Diana's face. [color=#4F97A3]"Damn you're right cute when you're all flustered 'n' embarrassed![/color] the Oceanic purred. [color=#4F97A3]"Don't you worry your tidy little rear about a thing, just head on up 'n' I'll be with you fast as lightning!"[/color] Her bandaged arms wrapped around the 5'4" fighter's waist as she whispered into her temporary underling's ear, the much taller young woman snickering at Diana's distaste for Luke. [color=#4F97A3]"A prissy little bitch he is, huh? He did strike me as bit too proud for his own damn good, guess we he'll just have to imagine the scene won't he?"[/color] She hadn't meant only Luke when she said "bring a friend" but it was fine with her either way. Probably best for Diana to learn to walk with one other person before she started running in a group. 

But then Victoria's slave talked about some Darscen named Anna and it was her turn to be taken by surprise. So she had fooled around at least a little bit with another girl? That was interesting, very interesting indeed. That might make the transition a little bit smoother. [color=#4F97A3]"Diana, Diana, Diana."[/color] the habitual drinker cooed, voice dripping with approval as her fingers drummed against the girl's belly. [color=#4F97A3]I never would have thought that a sweet, precious little thing like you would have "experimented" with another girl. Looks like you'll be a quick student."[/color] She nipped at the girl's ear playfully before giving her another swat on the ass, a preview of what was to come. [color=#4F97A3]"You go ahead 'n' head on up, but don't expect to be getting much shut-eye. I'll be putting you through your paces like a fucking racehorse."[/color]

[b]LATER[/b]

Victoria had known of course that "Marathon" (she couldn't bring herself to refer to him by his real name) was badly injured, Jean had told her that he had gotten shot or stabbed six times in the last engagement. But knowing something was different than seeing it for yourself, and she was shaken. She had seen her fair share of injuries both as a youth scrapping with pocket knives and rusty pipes and as a professional solider firing wildly at impenetrable armored cars, but this was different. It was so strange to see the hero of the hell that had been Operation Breached Gates lying covered in bandages like a common burn victim. It sullied the aura of myth surrounding him, showed that he wasn't some invulnerable superman. It was unnerving, to say the least.

It took all her self-control to not avert her eyes when Carter laughed and matched her gaze, approaching gingerly as if on eggshells. She giggled nervously at the compliment, a far cry from the confidence and bravado she usually exhibited. A hand brushed at her hair in a bout of self-conscious shame, rearranging it to better hide her damaged ear. But there was no hiding the ugly scar that trailed over her eye, a  reminder of her days as a brutal thug. Her injuries were shameful to hear, blemishes on what could've been an attractive face. Usually she was able to compensate with overwhelming confidence but that wasn't going to work here. All she could do was hope that her hero didn't find her too grotesque.  Who knew, maybe that's why Charles had left her? She couldn't blame him for running out on a giant, drunken knife-fighter that was all cut up. 

[color=#4F97A3]You're too kind, 'n' I appreciate the lie. I don't get much in the way of compliments thanks to the slices and scars."[/color] Victoria gratefully took the offered space on the bed, being very careful not to bump the pride of Oceania as she settled in. Her heart was beating so loud she was almost scared that Thomas could hear it! [i][color=#4F97A3]"What the hell is wrong with you, girl?"[/color][/i] she scolded herself silently. [i][color=#4F97A3]"He's just another boy, get the fuck over yourself![/color][/i]

She wanted to swoon right then and then when he patted her back but managed to get out a weak laugh instead, shaking her head. [color=#4F97A3]"It's gonna take a hell of a lot more than bullets to put us cunts in the ground."[/color] Victoria agreed. [color=#4F97A3]"Yes, I'm with Jean. Or at least I am now. My first unit was destroyed by the Imps and their armored car so I ended up attaching myself to this one. I didn't yarn much with him, but he seems fine enough."[/color] She managed to keep speaking for a bit as he messed with her hair, only breaking concentration to hastily cover her injured ear back up when it was exposed. 

She froze in shock as Thomas winced and grimaced in pain, completely unsure of what to do. A trembling hand reached into her satchel and removed the always present metal flask, wordlessly offering it to dull the pain. Had anyone else tried to call her Vicky they would have been sharply reprimanded but with Thomas she let it slide, not wanting to make a fuss. Her eyes widened when Marathon explained how inexperienced her new commanding officer was. Only a month in the field? How had he ended up leading a unit this early? Her head cocked and she smiled despite herself when her hero called her "capable", glad he didn't know about the times she had woken up in an alley somewhere or how she had spent nights bawling her eyes out after Charles had left. She had no idea what conversation he was talking about but if Marathon wanted her to stick by Jean she would. 

[color=#4F97A3]"I'll keep an eye on him."[/color] she promised, falling silent for a few moments. Eventually she spoke up again, idly scratching her thigh. [color=#4F97A3]"How long do you think this is gonna last? The war I mean."[/color]

[b]EVEN LATER[/b]

After her conversation with Marathon Victoria quietly made her way back to her room, undoing her pants before she even got in the door. She was greeted by the sight of Diana naked and sprawled on top of her bed, heavy breasts exposed to the stuffy air of the room. Victoria was quite frankly amazed at their size, if she had to guess they were the same size as her own but looked much bigger on the tiny girl. [color=#4F97A3]"Hey, sorry I kept you waiting."[/color] she said sheepishly, kicking off her boots and dropping her bag before closing the door behind her. [color=#4F97A3]"Goddamn, has anyone told you how beautiful you look?"[/color] 

She meant it. Victoria had lost the hungry, predatory tone of voice from earlier and replaced it with a softer, gentler one of quiet lust. She didn't want to screw this up and scare her off. The tall mother stripped off her own clothes and climbed in next to Diana, still bandaged arms wrapping around the smaller female and turning her to look in her eyes. [color=#4F97A3]"We're going to go as fast or slow as you want. You can leave at anytime and I'll never mention it again."[/color] A hand smoothed back Diana's hair before Victoria went in for a deep kiss, no doubt showing just how much more practiced she was than Luke.

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