Our avatars are in a room together

"-dying down a bit, though she's not quite letting go yet-"

   "... Oh!"   

Heh, fair enough.

(sorry I'm done with FG for the night)

For being the first person who actually knows what they're doing here.

-Flame puts on a wide grin-

So yeah, the future's pretty awesome, huh?

Now what exactly are you, ma'am?

   "... I don't know."   

...Oh, please. I'm sure there's somebody around here who's responsible.

It's normally Cloud. Lately it's been me.

-GSNORT-

-Frowns, crossing his arms-

Yeah, well, nobody else was stepping up.

-Despite being a six foot six alien warrior, he really does sound like the teen he is-

Really? Do you know your name at least?

   "Alice!"   

How old are you, Dinoman?

Sixteen and a half. And my name is Halcyon.

(Just stays like that, gently rubbing her shoulder still.)

...That was very brave of you, Mildred...

"Don't leave. Please don't leave."

my eyes are screaming for mercy goodnight

Sixteen, huh?....Yeah, that sounds about right....

Ah...the days of my youth...

I'm a trained soldier. Just— just so you know.

-SOLOMON's in the main room-

-As is Charity, tugging at her hoodie straps-

...

Did this place become less repulsively sinful while I was gone?

…

(Stays right there with her and just holds her gently, his eyes misting up a bit.)

(i sleep 2)

Probably. I wouldn't know, I ain't been here either.

It seems a lot more crowded than your own dwelling ever is.

-A robot with flaming deer antlers enter's the main room-

Shoot... I'm already down to 20% charge? This is unacceptable...

Is that legal among your kind? Child soldiers?

I'm not a child. I'm sixteen. And a half.