Daimajin sat at the canteen table, sipping orange juice while deep in thought. She and the other leaders had just got back from a tearful farewell with Dogbert. Trying to put it out of her head, she started to consider other issues that needed addressing.
The schoolgirl changes for one thing. As a precaution booze had been banned on the base. Cant have a bunch of drunken schoolgirls running around when theres a war on, now can we? Someone told her. As if the tentacles werent enough.
Pah! She muttered, finishing her juice. Putting down the carton, the schoolgirl sighed and held up her hand. Another juice over here.
In awkward, mechanical steps, TGTFLink walked over and put down another carton of orange juice in front of Daimajin, her face still fuming at being held captive. An attack on the MAF base had removed the mind control from her, but nonetheless she was still a Federation prisoner. This was made a hundred times worse by the mechan