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[USEC_OFFICER]

Rachel knocks on the door.

"Kid, you all right? Don't listen to the tin can, she doesn't have common sense or tact."

"I'm okay. I just want to be alone for a bit..."

*Buzzes in annoyance at teenage drama*

((Lunette is 119 and appears to be 11. Hardly teenage drama. ))

[kj1225]

Aedan gives him a look that says 'whatthe are you doing?'.

[Poltifar]

*Buzzes in annoyance at teenage drama*

((Lunette is 119 and appears to be 11. Hardly teenage drama. ))

((Robert isn't that perceptive or knowledgeable about anyone here. He sees some young-looking people being all dramatic, and concludes the obvious ))

Robert wobbles into the kitchen.

*Beeps greetings at the people here.*

Robert looks around the kitchen, trying hard to not knock down any utensils as he moves around.

*Whirrs inquiring whether there is any food left over he could have*

[kj1225]

"You can live here. We have enough room."

[SOLDIER First]

"I-in the fridge.."

[Akroma]

"Hum, can't say I blame her. Having to associate Kyle with your origin is a cause of suffering."

[Poltifar]

"I-in the fridge.."

Wobbles to the fridge, beeping appreciatively as he opens it and clumsily grabs a random loaf of bread.

"You can live here. We have enough room."

*Beeps excitedly, inquiring which room he could have*

Robert pushes the loaf of bread to his "face", squishing it under his comically large nose.

[Akroma]

"You must be hungry to just devour an entire bread loaf instantly. Don't you at least want to slice it and put something on the slices?"

[Poltifar]

"You must be hungry to just devour an entire bread loaf instantly. Don't you at least want to slice it and put something on the slices?"

Robert pulls the smushed bread off his face, observing it for a second, before grabbing a jar of strawberry jelly and haphazardly pouring some of it on the bread. He then promptly smushes the combined bread-jelly mess unto his face.

*Beeps in thanks to ICARUS, whirring inquiring whether she'd like some too*

[Akroma]

"I don't eat. I am supplied with energy by an experimental fusion reactor. Also, you got some jam on your face."

[Poltifar]

Robert stumbles over to the sink and washes off the bread and jelly mess from his "face".

*Buzzes contently, his stomach full.*

[Akroma]

"How is the paperwork?"

[Poltifar]

"How is the paperwork?"

*Whirrs a sigh, buzzing discontently that half of it is strewn over the hallways and that he hasn't found an outgoing bag to put the other half in*

[Akroma]

"I still wonder how IRIS is currently considering to put orbital cannons into planning phase, but still actually does analogue book keeping. I guess you should feel, lucky, as you could be replaced at any time by a computer that does your work 3000 times as fast."

[Poltifar]

"I still wonder how IRIS is currently considering to put orbital cannons into planning phase, but still actually does analogue book keeping. I guess you should feel, lucky, as you could be replaced at any time by a computer that does your work 3000 times as fast."

Robert flails his appendages around, knocking down some utensils from shelves.

*Beeps in frustration at all this new technology crap, whirring that back in the good old days everyone could do their job even without intertubes and printerfaxes and machine mice!*