A Nice Arsenal

It did not take long for her to struggle to run in her high boots. She paused, leaning against a tree, panting heavily. She considered what to do about her costume, once again she found herself with her lady bits out, but at least this time there was nobody else around.

She decided to see if she could wrap her top around her waist. It seemed a little less troubling to her to expose her boobies than her front bum, so she slid the shoulder down over her arm and pulled it over her hips. It wasn’t bad, it just covered her bum and her lady garden but there wasn’t enough slack to tie it any tighter and it wasn’t quite tight enough to hold up by itself. She bunched it together in one fist, crossed her other arm over her boobs, and kept moving.

She tried to aim for where she thought the Saviours camp was, but really she had no idea where she was going. Occasionally she heard people nearby, shouting or running through the trees, and would change course to avoid them. Eventually she was bound to run into somebody, so she tried to think about how she was going to handle it. With luck she might happen upon a group of Saviours who could lead her to safety.

Without warning she saw a small group running toward her from behind. She crouched behind a tree, still holding on to her makeshift skirt and hoped she was hidden. They hadn’t looked like Denaasi’s guards, but she wasn’t going to take any chances. Holding her breath she waited for the danger to pass. Then she noticed that on the floor just by her feet was an arrow. She didn’t remember seeing anybody using a bow and arrow so far, but this definitely looked like it was part of the game. It looked like a thin plastic shaft with feathers at one end and a foam pad about an inch wide on what would normally be the pointy end. Looking around she saw another one, and another. Over on the floor by another tree was a bow. What had happened here? Some sort of battle? Why would people have left their weapons lying around? Surely these things were expensive?

To her delight Negasa then saw a sword lying in the leaves quite nearby. Maybe my luck is in, she thought. She listened for any sign of the group she saw just moments before, but the woods were quiet at present. Gathering the weapons from the floor Negana now had a short sword, a bow and five arrows. Practically an arsenal compared with what she was used to! She swung the sword around a bit, pretending to be fighting an invisible enemy. She was hampered by her skirt slipping down over her hips, but still, this was fun! She lay the sword down at her feet and tried out the bow. Notching an arrow onto the string she carefully drew it back, aiming for a nearby tree. Worrying about the string pinging across her bare nipples she assumed an awkward stance, turning her chest away from the bow and keeping her legs wide to prevent her skirt falling down, but when the arrow flew with a satisfying whistle it bounced off the tree exactly where she had intended. She might have a natural talent for archery, she thought!

Negana smiled to herself, pulled her skirt back up to her waist and bent down to pick up her sword and remaining arrows. Just then she heard a twig snap behind her, and a voice shouted ‘Freeze! Put your hands in the air!’