Sunny's shitty apartment (its underground...)

This was interesting .. very, very interesting.

"I FUCKING HATE YOU!" I yell
"I know. You should. At least I told you, keep that in mind," I really hated having to be such an asshole, but I didn't need any more visible guilt. "And now they are working for SCARECROW. Shitty, right?"
"Fuck you, Kobra," I whisper

I slowly drew my reserve raygun, pointing it at this Kobra character.

I hold up my hand, "Nah, he's cool, most of the time," I was so mad at my self for crying. "Anything else?"
"There's only so much I'm willing to tell you, kiddo," I try to smile at her
I frown. "No one else tells me anything. Ever."

I put my gun back away, but keep my hand on it.

"Stop crying, Christina. Its not a good look for you. Neither is telling people you're fifteen."
I laugh a little, more of a choke, and flip him off

One of those things sounded like a lie. I couldn't figure out which. But I might have a name, and I might have an age. Information.

"I told you not to call me Christina anymore! I hate my name!" I say as what he said sets in
"Its pretty, and if you are going to lie and say you're fifteen, at least act your 'age', not your age."

So the name is the truth . .but how old is she?

I stick out my tongue.
"Stop acting thirteen, you're making me feel very VERY fucking old."
"You are old!" I say
"Since when is thirty three old? Is it some generational thing? Please explain this shit to me."

So she IS fifteen . .damn, this shit was confusing.

"But you said to act my age?!"
"I said 'Age', with quotes!"

"Do you two ever talk in plain english?"

"What the fuck is that?" I point at the speaker
I shrug

"WHO. WHO the fuck is that. God damn, learn the language."

"Grammar is a form of control, fuckhole," scowl
I bite my lip to keep from laughing

"A form of control over your own words. Better to be in control than to be controlled."

"People in control always fuck up and fuck everyone over," I look down at Christina/Sunny

"Aren't babysitters in control over those they're babysitting?"

"You can't control Sunny. Its not fucking possible."

"But what about controlling your words ?"

"why would I do that? Isn't that censorship?"

"Did I tell you to stop cussing? I don't think so."

"Cussing isn't the only thing censored. Have you hear half the shit they cut out on BLI?"
"You said I wasn't allowed to listen to BLI anything... When I was like four...."
"And that rule still applies out of preservation, got it?"

My head started spinning . .I had erased that acronym from my mind . .but why?