> Coffee approaches the community house, admiring their handiwork on the stained glass windows surrounding the second floor. Salmon swim about inside, it makes faer stomach twist. They put the salmon there a while ago. Good fish, they reproduce quickly, but Lucy-
> Is that- is that a child in the community house?
> Coffee approaches cautiously, trying to place the child before faer. They have a vague recollection of screaming, but not much else of the war. Something about the Final Control Room, maybe?
> Gods, this kid is young. No more than... actually, Coffee can never tell ages. Still, Coffee is intrigued, and approaches the child.
Hey kid. What are you doing here?
> Tahlullah full on jumps, tail straightening like a cartoonish cat before calms down enough to back away.
I was trying to fix my posters.
> The staircase was completely between them now.
What do you want, to chase me up another set of stairs before murdering me again? Deaths are permanent now.
Every person on this server can die three times before going to limbo. I am seven. I should not be seeing limbo this soon.
> Despite the several nervous ticks Tahlullah was doing, like flicking his tail and tapping her fingers together, he sounded too calm for a mere seven year old Player.