Hold yer horses Stripe! It's coming, it's coming. And might I suggest using duct tape to strap yourself into your seat tybie_odd, you might fall and hit your head on the floor. A little duct tape will fix that, duct tape'll fix anything. Oh no! I'm starting to sound like my dad!
Chapter2
That night Raquel was woke by an ear shattering bang. She stumbled out her door sleepily, to see what had happened. She heard mutters of "That Abe guy." but never made out a full sentince. She tried asking people what hapened but they did not listen. As she pushed her way to the front of the crowd she noticed a deep red goo splatterd across the floor. Then she realized what the red goo was. Blood. Someone had been shot. But who? As she still amde her way through the crowd she found a small peice of colored string on the groung. It was the friendship bracelet she had made for Lucifer. "Lucifer? Lucifer!" She was getting very worried by now. Finaly she got to where all the attention was at, but once she saw what happened, she wished she hadn't. There lying on the floor, was her best, and only friend, dead. "Nooo! Lucifer!!!!! Lucifer!!!!!" She ran over to him and started crying. "You know this guy?" Asked a Slig with a little notebook and pencil that was jotting things down every now and then. "Of course I know him!!!!! Why else would I be crying my guts out then you idiot?!!!!!" She screamed at the Slig. "Well what the hell do I care if ya know 'em?! He's just another dead guy to be thrown in the recycler!" "You wouldn't dare put him in there you pig!" She yelled and pointed her gun at him. "Hell ya he's going in there?! What do you want me to do, bury him? He's just a stupid worker class Slig, no one givs a ratz ass about them!" He then pointed his gun at her which was bigger. She had been defeated for the first time. She wasn't used to that. She had been used to just making up a little comment, and pointing her gun at them. She was a pretty high ranking Slig so getting her ass whooped was not in her list of things to do today. She was not having a very good day, her best and only freind was dead, she just got dissed majorly by another Slig for the first time, and she got woke up at 3:00 AM. Now she could never get back to sleep! Usually she shot people who did that but this time she couldn't. Her anger bubbled up inside her like a soda bottle being shook up. She just couldn't take it anymore. She ran off into the night, trying to get as far as possible from this horrid place. She hated the Barracks, she hated the Glukkons, now she hated her life.
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