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She/Her | Aspiring Mechanic | I like animals and my friends :) | #SWRP | #SkeletonCrew
She, again, attempts a smile and flicks her visor up, exposing her eyes. He’s not so bad.

“I was supposed to get supplies. It was the only place with no troopers we could find. I ran into you instead”

She holds out a gloved hand, looking expectantly at the boy.

“I’m KB.”
March 19, 2025 at 12:15 AM
She stares at him completely blank faced, tilting her head curiously.

“Of course.” She says it like it’s the most obvious thing the world. “I have some to share. It’s nice to share. Sometimes my moms pack extra for my friends, so I don’t mind giving some to you.” (CONT)
March 19, 2025 at 12:15 AM
I’m glad you’re feeling better :) I was really worried for a second.
I’ve been… okay. Sorta. But I’m happy to see you!
March 13, 2025 at 11:11 PM
!!!
Mr. Crosshair, you’re back! How have you been :D
March 13, 2025 at 1:28 PM
“Here. You’re underweight.” She (tries to) smile. “They’re really good.” If he didn’t have any friends, maybe she could be his friend.
March 11, 2025 at 6:01 PM
Fern had a habit of not eating lunch at school, so she always made sure to pack a little extra for her. She knows she should save it, but her mothers always told her that sharing was important.

She pulls out a granola bar (honey and chocolate flavoured, her favourite) and hands it to him. (CONT)
March 11, 2025 at 6:01 PM
“Oh.” She said quietly. “I’m sorry. That sounds really lonely.”

She looked at him, and then down at the fruit he was holding, and then back at him. The “for now” comment from earlier wasn’t lost on her. She, almost on instinct, grabs her backpack and begins to pull out her lunch box. (CONT)
March 11, 2025 at 6:01 PM
She felt a pang of sadness and… confusion in her heart. She understood the first part— the troopers-in-white scared her, and she couldn’t say her clothes were the nicest either. But the second part… it felt wrong. To her, at least. Families don’t leave each other like that. They *shouldn’t.* (CONT)
March 11, 2025 at 6:01 PM
Good.
I’m glad you’re okay. The world is a scary place.
March 9, 2025 at 6:34 PM
Good morning, Mr. Crosshair
Be careful!!
March 8, 2025 at 6:15 PM
—got a big brain that needs so much knowledge that sometimes she can be a little too forward with people. She already sat down next to him, the comforting presence of another kid her age calming her down a little bit. He’s strange but nice, like her.
March 6, 2025 at 9:09 PM
Where were his parents? Kids don’t live under market stalls.

“You’re really dirty.” She says bluntly but not cruelly, like stating a fact. “Do you live here? Where’s your family?” She wasn’t trying to be mean, but her curiosity got the better of her once again. Her momma says that she’s— (cont)
March 6, 2025 at 9:09 PM
KB tilted her head curiously, studying the boy a little more. He was covered in filth and dirt in a way that would probably make Neel squeamish. She wishes he were here right now— Neel was always better with people. Especially with a weird boy like this. What was he doing here all alone? (Cont)
March 6, 2025 at 9:09 PM
//Take care of yourself oomf, the world is a shitshow right now
March 4, 2025 at 9:54 PM
“It’s not good to steal.” She stares blankly. “Are you hungry?”
March 3, 2025 at 9:59 PM
She doesn’t want to scare him. He seems young, and while she should probably just walk away, something about her feels bad.

He’s all alone. She knows what that feels like.

She stops right in front of the stall he’s hiding under, looks down, and cocks her head to the side.
March 3, 2025 at 9:59 PM
He’s… very small.

She can’t see much except the outline of his heat signature, but judging by his overall figure and heartbeat, he looks to be very young. In fact, he seems to be around KB’s age at first glance.

He’s also seemed to have spotted her. Strange.
March 3, 2025 at 9:59 PM
She shouldn’t follow it. It’s a horrible idea. She should just keep walking, look away, and pretend it never happened.

KB ignored all her rational thinking, and walks slowly towards the heat signature.
March 1, 2025 at 7:43 PM
It seemed like nothing at first. To the naked eye, it’s a bunch of low-quality materials shoved together to make a stand. But KB’s visor picks up on something more: *a heat signature*, and a piece of fruit suspiciously disappearing into the shadows. (Cont)
March 1, 2025 at 7:43 PM
If Fern was here, she’d probably just tell her to look the other way. They didn’t have the time to go investigate broken stalls and stupid accidents. In and out, keep your head down, stay quiet.

Unfortunately, KB was always a bit too curious for her own good. (Cont)
March 1, 2025 at 7:43 PM