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A grey-skinned boy pokes his head nervously through the door of room [d,5]. "Um. Hi?"
The room's four occupants look up from their time-killing activities; they've been waiting for him. "Hey," says the big green one, setting aside his comic byte. "You're our new roommate?"
"I... I guess so." He pushes the rest of the way into the room and they look him over: fairly small, a hint of lilac to his grey, with large eyes and short, smooth white hair. He looks at a small text file in his hand before staring at the green kid. "Are you really... from Mainframe, with Daemon..."
"I'm Enzo Matrix, yeah. But honestly, I'm nothing that special around here." There's a mad bout of snickering from a peach-skinned boy messing with a chemistry set and a red girl who appears to have been sketching his equipment. "Log off, you two. That's Joseph, and this is Caret."
"Who's she?" He's pretty sure the rooms are single-sex...
"Oh, that's Amy. We can't get rid of her."
Amy rolls her eyes. "I'm just here to keep him from blowing up the room."
"Oh. Uh... good. Thanks."
Serenely, she adds, "I also bring embarrassing childhood stories for your amusement."
"You do and I'll tell him about..."
Amy moves almost too fast to see and claps a hand over Joseph's mouth. "We both agreed never to speak of that again."
The orange boy identified as Caret, meanwhile, has been studying the newcomer intently. "He doesn't seem random."
"Well, he's new," says Enzo. "Give him time."
"Buh?"
"Never mind. Inside joke."
"Oh... okay..."
"So what's your name?"
The new boy's face falls. "I'm... uh..."
"Quincy!" calls a woman's voice from the hall. "Quincy Quine, where have you gone?"
Quincy cringes.
The room's four occupants look up from their time-killing activities; they've been waiting for him. "Hey," says the big green one, setting aside his comic byte. "You're our new roommate?"
"I... I guess so." He pushes the rest of the way into the room and they look him over: fairly small, a hint of lilac to his grey, with large eyes and short, smooth white hair. He looks at a small text file in his hand before staring at the green kid. "Are you really... from Mainframe, with Daemon..."
"I'm Enzo Matrix, yeah. But honestly, I'm nothing that special around here." There's a mad bout of snickering from a peach-skinned boy messing with a chemistry set and a red girl who appears to have been sketching his equipment. "Log off, you two. That's Joseph, and this is Caret."
"Who's she?" He's pretty sure the rooms are single-sex...
"Oh, that's Amy. We can't get rid of her."
Amy rolls her eyes. "I'm just here to keep him from blowing up the room."
"Oh. Uh... good. Thanks."
Serenely, she adds, "I also bring embarrassing childhood stories for your amusement."
"You do and I'll tell him about..."
Amy moves almost too fast to see and claps a hand over Joseph's mouth. "We both agreed never to speak of that again."
The orange boy identified as Caret, meanwhile, has been studying the newcomer intently. "He doesn't seem random."
"Well, he's new," says Enzo. "Give him time."
"Buh?"
"Never mind. Inside joke."
"Oh... okay..."
"So what's your name?"
The new boy's face falls. "I'm... uh..."
"Quincy!" calls a woman's voice from the hall. "Quincy Quine, where have you gone?"
Quincy cringes.