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BETWEEN ZION & HELL
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/Girls!/
"Wow," Lohr gasped as he dashed along the steel walkway, stumbling against the railing and staring at the cute socketless girls that chatted towards him...
"Excuse me," he smiled, allowing them passage.
But the two just stepped aside and glided by, absorbed in their own conversation about other girls and some mean pod-boy at school...
/Oh well./
So, as a consolation gift to himself, he quickly turned behind them, and quietly breathed in the sweet earthy scent of their warm hair... before quickly turning forward again, regripping the equipment bag on his shoulder, and heading towards his destination...
/Hmmm, I needed that./
That universal cute-girl aroma always melted him inside... he'd almost forgotten its healing properties... Sure, he lived with his female crewmates onboard the 'Dreamweaver'... but they were pod-born... and for him, pod-girls seemed to smell a little bit different... more metallic, more mechanical... like the smell of mechanical oil or grease... like the cold machines they plugged into...
/Pod-girls... they're out of my league./
Lohr definitely thought so... Whether it was their mechanical scent, their commanding presence in the Real World, or their superhuman abilities in the Matrix, Lohr looked up to them, respected them, and honored them... as survivors... and heroes... So he wasn't about to chase after a hero!
/That's like wanting to sleep with my commander... or my mother!/
Pod-girls were definitely out of the question...
But free-girls... that was a different story.
"Whoa," Lohr whispered as his light-hazel eyes caught several more free-born girls exiting the huge stone-block archway of the Kitchen ahead... one of the many grand community Kitchens that scattered the Upper and Lower Levels of the City.
One of the girls looked up and smiled widely with big brown eyes.
"Hi," he said, then realized she was smiling to someone behind him... and a tall lanky boy came up to her with a kiss.
/Hmmm, that didn't work at all./
Suddenly, Lohr admitted to himself that he was hungry for food after all... and strode through the archway into the hustle and bustle of the enormous Kitchen cavern.
/Free-born girls./
It didn't matter what his hormones urged.
This was going to be tougher than he thought.
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