For CleanWhiteRoom, she knows why! :D
Rush regarded them with undisguised disgust.
"They're new." TJ advised him. "They've been treated with some greasy stuff Becker made but you'll have to wear them in a little apparently."
"Who made them?"
"Varro and Chloe." She shrugged. "I got a pair, the Colonel did too, as did everyone whose clothes aren't fit to be worn anymore."
"Why aren't you wearing them?"
"Because I haven't gone through the ass of my pants yet like you, just the knees. Apparently they're all the rage in the Lucian Alliance."
"You can't seriously be expecting me to wear these."
TJ shrugged. "It's not like we have a lot of options."
"And they're too small."
"Nope they're exactly the right size. Measured off against the fatigues you borrowed before."
"And why can't I wear them? Leather pants? You seriously expect me to wear leather pants?"
"You want fabric, you find something to make it from, the last fatigues are for planet use only. Varro can hunt therefore we have leather. Anyway I think your ass will look fine in them." She said with a grin, evidently trying to wind him up. "I think most of the women will agree."
Rush scowled.