Before:

     Three beings left standing.

     I put parenthesis around the word "standing" because one was some sort of snake creature with a head as big as Niki's torso, curled against a wall. It observed what transpired before it through bored, disinterested eyes.

     That left two asswipes between her and the food.

     Hairless apes eight feet tall. Green. Women? They had full breasts.

     Fuck. Whatever.

     Niki started for them.

     They looked at what Niki had done to just about everyone in the cell, then separated to get out of her way.

     Niki shot a look at Mr. Tusks. She figured that, now, he'd be the only one who might give her some real trouble.

     His vision had returned, and he stared at her with a passionate hatred in his eyes. 

     Still, he made no more moves for her.

     Niki went to the table to pick out something that looked very much like an apple. 

     She took a chomp.

     Mmm. It tasted like an apple, too.

     As Niki dressed, she indicated to those whimpering in the corner, come on over. Get your gowns. These others won't bother you now, not while I'm here.

     They seemed to get the message.

​     Slowly, the ones who could still walk or crawl, made their way to the table.

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