"Your men," Furiosa repeats thoughtfully. "You were in command? That's remarkable, if you're as young as you look."
At her age, a War Boy would only just have taken on paint and be working with the Blackthumbs, refueling and repairing vehicles, attending to the older fighters and hoping to earn Lancer training as soon as possible. Hoping to go out chrome, in a burst of flame. She glances back at her men, and while they're watching for her reaction to this, they both look suitably impressed.
Of course, the Vuvalini were different. Everything was very cooperative, there was no one commander, but a girl this age would have been Initiated or close to it, and could easily have been defending their borders. Valkyrie sure as hell was. She was a sharpshooter from a young age.
She tugs her canteen off her belt, opens it and takes a sip to show it's safe, and offers it over. "Clean water. What's your name? I'm Furiosa, of the Green Towers. The tall one back there is Crux, the other is Spanner."
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At her age, a War Boy would only just have taken on paint and be working with the Blackthumbs, refueling and repairing vehicles, attending to the older fighters and hoping to earn Lancer training as soon as possible. Hoping to go out chrome, in a burst of flame. She glances back at her men, and while they're watching for her reaction to this, they both look suitably impressed.
Of course, the Vuvalini were different. Everything was very cooperative, there was no one commander, but a girl this age would have been Initiated or close to it, and could easily have been defending their borders. Valkyrie sure as hell was. She was a sharpshooter from a young age.
She tugs her canteen off her belt, opens it and takes a sip to show it's safe, and offers it over. "Clean water. What's your name? I'm Furiosa, of the Green Towers. The tall one back there is Crux, the other is Spanner."