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"If the taste of defeat was so humiliating, then the taste of the upcoming de-feet will be more glorious. The Lolita swooned in thoughts, as she carted down her most delicate prize.

The tactician was outsmarted, out fought, and captured. The dark haired girl's violent cursing could be seen as her shouts moistened the escort cart's glass with spit and language she was shunned from by her father. This language did not rattle Tabitha in any form, instead it created this feeling of excitement inside her body.
She knew that for the first time, she had outdone Lin, the great tactician.

Beautiful in stature, yet genius in the mind. All that greatness, was about to crumble soon enough. As they approached the double doors at the end of the hallway, deep within this abandoned experimental bunker where Tabitha was first created as a clone, it was coming full circle. Where she was first given life, soon, she'll be taking control of Lin's for an indefinite amount of time, if anyone was able to find them.
Giddying to herself, her heartbeat raced faster. But peeking at the module told a similar story as Lin's heartbeat was rising as well. "Oh Lin, you are excited as well?" The captured tactician paid no attention to the crazed girl. Her sharp eyes were only focused on the doors at the end. The closer they got, the more worried and dreadful her expression became.

Nearly stripped of all her clothes, she tried to hold firmly onto the socks that were teasingly slipped off. Little did she know, that once they entered through those doors, it would be the last time her soles would be comforted by their warmth. "And here. We. Are!" With a press of a glowing red button, Tabitha opened the path to Lin's demise. What Lin saw next put her into a state of silence. Wide-eyed and the heart rate monitor blaring throughout the empty hallways.

Tabitha gave the escort cart one final push, as the double doors behind them closed.

Enter, the fall of the beautiful tactician."

To be continued...

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"If the taste of defeat was so humiliating, then the taste of the upcoming de-feet will be more glorious. The Lolita swooned in thoughts, as she carted down her most delicate prize.

The tactician was outsmarted, out fought, and captured. The dark haired girl's violent cursing could be seen as her shouts moistened the escort cart's glass with spit and language she was shunned from by her father. This language did not rattle Tabitha in any form, instead it created this feeling of excitement inside her body.
She knew that for the first time, she had outdone Lin, the great tactician.

Beautiful in stature, yet genius in the mind. All that greatness, was about to crumble soon enough. As they approached the double doors at the end of the hallway, deep within this abandoned experimental bunker where Tabitha was first created as a clone, it was coming full circle. Where she was first given life, soon, she'll be taking control of Lin's for an indefinite amount of time, if anyone was able to find them.
Giddying to herself, her heartbeat raced faster. But peeking at the module told a similar story as Lin's heartbeat was rising as well. "Oh Lin, you are excited as well?" The captured tactician paid no attention to the crazed girl. Her sharp eyes were only focused on the doors at the end. The closer they got, the more worried and dreadful her expression became.

Nearly stripped of all her clothes, she tried to hold firmly onto the socks that were teasingly slipped off. Little did she know, that once they entered through those doors, it would be the last time her soles would be comforted by their warmth. "And here. We. Are!" With a press of a glowing red button, Tabitha opened the path to Lin's demise. What Lin saw next put her into a state of silence. Wide-eyed and the heart rate monitor blaring throughout the empty hallways.

Tabitha gave the escort cart one final push, as the double doors behind them closed.

Enter, the fall of the beautiful tactician."

To be continued...