CadetNewb
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Later going off to see the white haired Nekovalkyrja, Terrance found himself standing in front of one of the strangest sights he had ever seen in his life. The halls of the Sledge Mama was predominantly occupied by men, and men with either worn, dirty, tough looks, or men that were just plain mean looking. But what he was looking at? It was practically a Pink Ghetto filled with nothing but Catgirls. The young man could see them all, coming in and out of their rooms or chatting with each other in the halls as they strode about. Some were excited while others were even more excited of course. Looking at it all, this was just a hastily constructed prefab in the hangar, but the fact remained; right behind a perimeter of heavily armed marines was one Nekovalkyrja in particular.
A Hostile's deep, digitized voice suddenly questioned him. "You, what are you here for?"
A Hostile's deep, digitized voice suddenly questioned him. "You, what are you here for?"
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