S.W.A.K.

[This is Fujiko in army fatigues. You might be wondering where she got them, but really it's better not to question such things because the answer is usually just going to be "her boobs." In any case, she is winded, running and dodging a ridiculous amount of traps, all of which went off at once. Where did this traps come from? You might wonder as she does a handspring, narrowly missing a bear trap on the floor as she continues running away from flying spears that seem to sparking with some sort of dangerous electricity. Well as she appears to be running through the hallway containing the entirety of the womens' dorms, (and yes, if you step outside, you'll see her running and dodging those traps, and you might want to get the hell out of the way) it turns out, she set them herself.]

UH! Anyone in the womens' dorms areas? Stay the hell out of the hallway! For your own good! Hum. Apparently something glitched and they all went off at once. Yeah... Not my fault though! Um... That's all!

[She narrowly leans back like limbo-ing to duck under a flying spear coming from the OTHER direction, and unfortunately her boobs stick up a bit much and it slices just between them, wrecking the buttons on the shirt and blue bra underneath.]

AH! FUCK! That's my favorite shirt you goddamned son of a -- [The golem cuts it off to stem her tirade.]