"I thought so." Badou replied, finally releasing the much-abused vegetables with a sigh. A plaintive note crept into his voice, but with Badou whining was always a good sign. "Why does it have to be me? I don't even get this much attention back home and every chick I've met here has their own special place on the sliding scale of sadism. I'd take the muscle bound tranny over this."

A rogue carrot stick made it to his lips and Badou nibbled the end thoughtfully, still staring off into space. "I know she's just fucking with me," He said finally. "I just can't help wondering if she's one of those soldiers. She's strong, she heals fast, she has some kind of creepy interest in me... and her face could be improved by a mask and some c-4."