Lieutenant Gypsum scrubbed irritably at the sweat collecting at her brow.
At first, it had seemed cool to get a uniform. And super powers. Defending the Earth from the weird space people. Like something out of a cartoon. But it had been four long, hard years since she first signed up, and she'd learned a few things.
Peacock coats in the summer were unbearable.
Maybe if she ever managed to move up in the world, she'd ask for cutoffs, or something. She wrinked her nose - no, that'd be too tacky.
She would suffer in fashionable silence. The only noise she made was the steady clack, clack of her heels on the pavement.
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