Gender Defiance

Michelle braided her hair around her head, French braiding the golden tresses to hug tightly to her skull as she glanced at Ace's cigarette.

"Those things will kill you." She announced, rearranging a holster on her thigh and checking the bullets she was carrying.

"Not if the Facility does it first." He replied, tapping away at his computer. Michelle snorted in appreciation of the fact and continued to rearrange her supplies. He printed out  several letters and handed them to Michelle as she finished adjusting the straps on her gear.

"Is there anything incredibly new and important in these?" She asked as she accepted and leafed through them.

"Not particularly, it's an in and out mission. Get in, take out the guard, snatch the jewels, get out."

"Isn't it strange the Facility asks us to do something like this after warning us about using our abilities for something of this purpose?" She asked as she leaned down towards the table.

"You find that strange? The Facility isn't a pretty place or golden or anything, your undying loyalty to it is creepy enough but don't delude yourself that they care for us, they care for the governments they work for." Ace responded, still clicking at his keyboard. Michelle snatched his cigarette from his lips, pressing it into the ashtray before grabbing the electrical tape beside him and throwing a glare that would have silenced him for years were it a muffle.

"I'm not an idiot. I am perfectly capable of putting two and two together." Michelle responding, walking towards the RV's exit, "Now stay here and make the house look pretty while I bring home the bread." She said, letting the door close with a snap.