It seemed now like the D.D.'s were just waiting around for something or someone, no matter how much Saki liked to complain about how long they had taken to get changed. They were penned up together like chickens in a coop and the tension that Saki's derision encouraged only made it all so much hotter.
"Chill out, Saki," Corinne laughed. "She'll be here, don't worry."
"Shut up," Saki snapped.
Terri didn't pay much attention to their argument. That wasn't what she was here for, after all. She grabbed the X-Ray specs and dropped them over her eyes, securing them in place as she stared out at them through the vents. The goggles were off, but Terri was way on. She had soaked through her 'bloomers,' as Tracer might have called them, and she was almost certain that there was a wet spot growing on her actual shorts. It couldn't be helped, and it was worth it.
She fiddled with the settings and knobs on the side of the glasses and found the one that turned them on to their lowest setting. She paused a moment, grinding against the floor and enjoying the simple fact that she was seeing the infamous D.D. Brigade at their most vulnerable, before she turned the goggles on.
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