Franky was clearly on the receiving end of some weird looks due to the infamous box of condoms. The worst offender being a girl whose face looked comfortable being upset. She looked like a goth to him, and she called herself Dorotea. His literal first time hearing that name. He wondered where she, or hell anyone else here was from. The first ones to speak sounded fairly western but as more of them spoke up the subtle hints of where they came from made this a sort of melting pot. Still dazed by what the hell was happening Franky still held the box in his hands, though he clinched it bending the paper wrapping. [color=#C04000]"Hey."[/color] He said lowly to her and her strange looks, a warning that she was steering down a wrong path in her idea of who he was. Though he sighed immediately afterwards, shrugging emphatically as if to show he was letting it go. Though this was for himself more than for her.[@Loony]

[quote=@Tenma Tendo] [color=#69cfff][b]"...J-Just call me Alex."[/b][/color] [/quote]

Z took the time to sit with his legs crossed. Clearly frustrated but meditating it out. He looked at the child Alex who spoke up. She sounded like a girl so he safely assumed it was. But the child body made it hard for him to tell either way. He felt truly unlucky now. It was not good to have kids around wondering what sex was in what might be a alien planet waiting to devour them. He didn't need to feel anymore anxiety. [i]Speaking of anxiety I do have those cigarettes. I'm not a smoker but..[/i] He began to reach for the pack but felt a shadow loom over him from another person who was in this group.

[quote=@cunfuzzler]
[color=a187be]"Hey gas station guy, Franky or Z or whateva, name's Lizzy McShea, how much for those cigarettes?"[/color][/quote]

[color=#C04000]"Huh?"[/color] Not often does he come across a foreigner. Or at least one from upstanding Europe. Normally from south of the boarder and a lot less pale. [color=#C04000]"Oh uh nice to meet ya. Yeah it's Z to make it easier."[/color] He smiled at her. She seemed clean and her accent was kind of attractive. Definitely more classy sounding that the NY accent from the Bronx. He thought about the price while rubbing his chin hairs. [color=#C04000]"Euros? Nah you're good. Just tak'em."[/color] As he spoke he reached for them to hand to her. He felt nothing but grass and air as he touched where the pack was. She looked up to see the girl from earlier who addressed everyone taking the condoms and the cigarettes. 
[quote=@tobiax]
	"[color=9e005d]Rule number one kids: You want it, you take it,[/color]" [/quote]

Franky couldn't help but shake his head at this girl. She was a fiery one and a trouble maker. A lot like the girls at his old inner city highschool. Best to ignore them and flow with it. That's how he got by their infuriating behavior and there was seldom chance things will change by arguing. They were only good for a few things and it was made more clear by the amount of pregnancies he saw. He thought this as he watched Biance's petite rump from behind as she walked away. 

The other girl Dorotea began giggling uncontrollably and making passing jokes. It didn't infect him with laughter instead he looked to the east of their location and sighed placing his hands on his hips as he lifted to his feet. Standing taller than the two girls now he looked down at them but briefly before scratching his head. He felt at a loss of what to do. When asked by Carter if anyone had ideas he could only shake his head. [color=#C04000]"Just what kind of fucking day is this turning out to be...?"[/color]