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Yazmine cleared her throat quickly, glancing at the girl who was just tossed in like a rag in a bucket of dirty water, she could easily sense her nervousness, "A week." The robot clanked towards her and demanded an explanation, she grinned as she replied, "She'll only last a week." The machine then went on about how you cannot give a time a limit on someone by judge of appearance. However, in a mono tone voice, she cooed, "You'll be gone soon, possibly before this hour is up.." Her gun teased her badly, just one little bullet riding into that damn robots hard drive would satisfy her, but she knew that wasn't true, she wanted to plunge her gun deeper into the skulls of others leaving them with led to swallow. As the machine turned around to another unsuspecting criminal her hand wavered over her pocket; the animals are about to run loose, go ramped and forget all human instinct.