She rode high on her Gen-10 Battle T-Rex, longshot sniper rifle strapped across her back. Her intel indicated that just over the next crest she could refuel and stock up on ammo at a lumbering mobile town.
The desert was hot as hell, and Predatordactyls with their skull-mounted laser cannons soared high on the heat waves. It had been a long and bloody war, but resurrecting the dinosaurs had brought it to a quick end.
Now, the war-dino units were mostly assigned to peacekeeping and humanitarian missions.
Anyway, that's what your son told us when we asked him what he had drawn for his assignment on world peace, and I think you can discern why we asked you to come in. I mean, the battle-mistress in this drawing is completely nude. He's five years old for Christ sake, this is not normal behavior. Needless to say, we want to start him in the gifted program right away.
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