"To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man."
-William Shakespeare of English
Capture The Flag
The boys' locker room was bustling as the boys prepared for the field day. Adrian took some time to flex his muscles in the mirror. Vlad made sure his field uniform was pulled down completely. York was in one of the optional stalls for privacy. All the while XK-88 simply sat on a bench waiting with little patience. Since he didn't wear clothes he had nothing to change, and since he didn't sweat he had no reason to shower. Even if he got especially dirty he could easily remove everything off of him using his force field. So he sat waiting on the rest of the class.
"Why are you in here?" Asked Kevin, who was finished changing. "You don't ever do anything except sit there."
XK straightened and lent back in the flashy fashion he favored, "Why I simply enjoy watching the experience. Dawning uniforms as if preparing for battle and readying for a fight. It's divine."
"You a perv?" Kevin asked in his attacking tone.
"That too. I can't help it."
Kevin blushed at that and stepped back, "That ain't funny."
XK busted out in laughter at that. Some of the boys joined in chuckles, but it was Adrian who spoke up still flexing in the mirror, "Leave the scrap head alone Kev. Not like it matters much. Let him see what he's going up against."
With that Adrian pounded his chest making a sound like a sledgehammer on steel.
"Yeah Kevin." Semy started to head to the exit, "I mean he can't just go into the girls' locker room. Now can he?"
"Why not? He's not really a guy like us." Kevin countered.
"True," York chimed in, "XK-88 doesn't have a biological sex like we organic people. However, he was assigned the male gender in the school's file. Thus, he has the same right to be here as you and I."
"You are aware I'm sitting right here." XK said leaning in annoyance, "Don't talk like I'm not a part of the conversation."
Kevin laughed, "And why not? You're not a real person."
He continued to laugh until he was pushed into a locker. The pusher, Vlad, snarled, "Yes he is. He's a person like you and me."
Kevin recovered and puffed up at Vlad, "You wanna fight about it?"
"No," Vlad said before pushing Kevin and knocking him down again, "But I'm not going to let you belittle my friend like that."
"And what are you going to do about it?" Kevin stood back up and allowed sparks to dance around his fists.
Vlad lifted his head and crossed his arms taking his full towering stance. "I'll report you to the school."
Kevin was slack-jawed at that. He shook his head and huffed, "Whatever. York, you ready?"
He strided to the booth and pulled the curtain aside and was met by an energy beam to his chest throwing him across the room.
"Apologies. I hadn't deactivated my defense array yet." York waddled out of the stall in his tailored field uniform and his metal omni pack buckled to him like always.
"Why do you have that?" Kevin coughed, "Why use it to change clothes?"
"I am a four-foot midget who is a member of the most discriminated class of demihuman in an environment surrounded by those who could easily hurt or kill me if caught off guard. Call it paranoia if you want though." York explained.
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