[b][center]A M E L I A   L U C Y   H A R R E T T[/center][/b]

Amelia stared down the guy with her eyes as he looked up at her with some kind of fear.  
"Name's Amelia.  You're in Neotech, year's like 3017 and it seems like yes, indeed, this Adam dude put something in your drink.  Or you're stoned.  Either way, get up off of your sorry ass." She stepped back a little but her eyes softened when she saw that he was struggling.  He looked like he was sick and scared.  She knelt down and slung an arm around his shoulder, lifting him up.  
"Come on...I think you need some help.  You can rest at my place."
Amelia's mind ran through all of the different possible outcomes of this and she sighed.  What was she doing, helping this boy?  But after all, he had come with a loud BANG and a weird circular machine that needed to be investigated.  Plus, he was wearing this weird ensemble.  Definitely something to be curious about.  Her fingers scraped past his hair as she readjusted her grip and started walking, dragging him along with her.
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