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Scriven Inscribbler #16 ELITE ROUND
Pants

Rown walked the halls of HQ to go visit her father, the General at work. She was home from Kras and loved being at work with him. Plus a certain Commander was on her mind as well…
“Rown!” The green haired girl turned to the sound of her name being called.
“Asheline!” She grinned and waved at her friend. “Why aren’t you in uniform?”
“Because…” Asheline linked arms with Rown. “I’m going to a concert tonight… and you’re coming with me…”
“What?” Rown looked behind her in the direction she was trying to go in the first place. “What concert?”
“You’ll see.” Asheline smiled evilly. “But first we have to get you into some new clothes.”
…
Rown couldn’t believe it, she was in a black leather skirt and very reviling top, Asheline made sure to make her sexy for the concert. “Umm… so why are we walking towards the abandoned warehouse?” Rown asked as she felt very uncomfortable in her clothing and the fact that Asheline was knocking on the door of what Rown thought was an abandoned building.
“Password.” A low voice came through a small slit in the door. Rown could hear muffled hard rock or metal music coming from within.
“Revolution.” Asheline said casually. The door slowly opened and a rough looking guy chuckled as he let the two girls in.
Rown kept close to her strong female friend as they walked further in, the muffled music becoming more and more prominent and so did the roaring crowd.
They got to the area with a makeshift stage and Rown looked up to see who was on it…
Torn…
The man directly under her father the General, a captain of the Krimson Guard, and yet here he was singing and screaming into an old beat up microphone. Next to him was his lieutenant, Ashter who was singing back up and playing guitar along with Torn.
Rown was frozen in place, the music wasn’t quite to her taste but she was used to it because of the guys in Kras. She watched Torn, the man she had… feelings for… maybe… she wasn’t sure yet but there was one thing for sure.
Those Leather pants he was wearing were extremely sexy…
Asheline saw the look on her short friend’s face and smirked. “Surprised?”
“U-Uh huh…” Rown managed to say, but her eyes never left Torn and his movements. She shifted where she stood as new feeling boiled within her… she was confused…
“Oh Rown…” Asheline laughed as she bobbed to the music.
The guys put on an amazing show, girls were going wild for Ashter and Torn, and Rown just couldn’t get herself out of the trance.
“Thank you underground!!” Torn shouted with one last strum of his guitar. He was sweaty, his already tight shirt clung even tighter to his sweaty body, the crowd was going wild as the guys waved and left the stage. Rown felt the feelings boil even hotter.
“Come on! I can get us backstage!” Asheline pulled Rown along.
“H-Huh!?” Rown was taken from her trance as ASheline pulled her through the crowd and to a bouncer who instantly let them through.
People filled the back stage halls mostly drunk girls staggering around and falling all over guys. Ashter came out of a room laughing. “Have fun you three!” He shut the door and froze. “Oh… Ashleine… you brought Rown?” He cringed, he knew his friend had feelings for her and he just left the room where said friend was about to get it on with two girls.
“You three?” Rown asked, it hadn’t hit her yet what was going on in that room.
“Oh..” Asheline cringed along with Ashter. “Well Rown..”
“Ashter!” Torn burst through the door without his shirt on. “You gotta cut me outta these damn leather pants!!” Torn froze seeing Rown.
Rown looked at him wide eyed. She was completely red, not only from Torn shirtless in front of her but because she figured out what was going on in that room.
“Damn it!” Torn ran back to the room… he was running awkwardly from the chaffing.
“I don’t believe it.” Asheline face palmed. Her plan had backfired mostly because of Torn being the horn dog that he was.
“Damn it!” The group could hear Torn shout as the girls left the room whispering to each other. “Ashter find me my damn knife I gotta cut these friggin pants off!!”
“Nah..” Ashter chuckled and leaned against the wall watching Torn struggle to find his knife.
“Should we… help him?” Rown asked trying not to watch him, but she just had to look.
Asheline shrugged. “If you want.”
Ashter handed Rown Torn’s knife. “We need details tomorrow, I’m never going to let him live this down.”
Rown took the knife and slowly walked up to Torn. “U-Um… n-need some help?”
Torn slowly turned, he towered over Rown as he looked at her in shock. “Thanks…” He said taking the knife from her.
“Um… if you want I can cut the slit for you to rip them off…” Rown suggested.
“Y-Yeah… um.. I might need that…” Torn and Rown entered the room, Torn let out a pain grunt as he plopped onto the tattered couch.
Rown knelt down and used the knife to carefully cut a slit next to the seam of the leather pants, she did the same to the other side and stood up giving Torn his knife back. “W-Well… that should do it.. just uh… maybe next time don’t wear them so tight…?” Rown wasn’t really sure on what to say so she rushed out the door and hid her face in Asheline’s back as Ashter laughed all the way back into the room.
“Well… I can’t believe it… you did good rookie.” Asheline laughed leading her out and back home.
…. The next day…
“Hey heard Rown saw your concert last night!” The General, Rown’s father greeted his Captain and Lieutenant.
Ashter started laughing as Torn face palmed. “Rown!” Ashter laughed and the General raised a brow at him. “Rown had to cur Torn’s pants off!” Ashter was now on the floor in laughter.
“I’m sorry…” The General looked at Torn menacingly. “She what…?”
“Sir… I swear it’s not what you think…” Torn tried to plead as he panicked.
“SHE HAD TO CUT THEM OFF!” Ashter shouted from the floor.