The Girl With The Aquila Tattoo
It was 4:30 AM on a Twosday*, it didn't get much worse than this... The girl who thought of herself as "Triangle Fistsmass-Yellow" had been on stakeout for thirteen 'days'*. They were running it with four six hour shifts but she'd been inside this parked civil-class chimera across the highway from the Cult hideout for the better part of three local 'weeks'* and she was completely fucking sick of the damned thing. *(This looney tunes planet where every man and his grox owned a tank actually had...