Quinn looked ahead and saw a cyborg girl who was actually really pretty
3) He looked at her, smiled and waved. He didn't know why he enjoyed talking to cyborgs so much, it just felt like something he should do.

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Mini waved with a smile. "Hi." She said as she got closer. Her long red hair hitting against her feet, though it was in a high ponytail to keep it off the floor. Her amber green eyes sparkled, she was in a fairly good mood. She readjusted the strap of the bag on her right shoulder.Quinn looked ahead and saw a cyborg girl who was actually really pretty3) He looked at her, smiled and waved. He didn't know why he enjoyed talking to cyborgs so much, it just felt like something he should do.
(Ya, I agree. Yours too, shleya. He's 18, and that's pretty much college age. But other wise, Micha is accepted.)(Just my suggestion, maybe he should be a little younger so he's still in high school instead of college.)
(Ya, I agree. Yours too, shleya. He's 18, and that's pretty much college age. But other wise, Micha is accepted.)
"Going to the market to sell the burnt wood designs that I made." She said gesturing towards the bag hanging from one shoulder. She stuck out her right hand. "I'm Carmin. But most people call me mini." She said, introducing herself. The hand she extended was steely metal, but she didn't care. It was how she figured out who was against cyborgs or not if they wouldn't even shake her robotic hand."Hi." Quinn replied, slowing down a little as he neared her, signaling he wanted to talk. He hoped she got the message and he also hoped she wasn't really easily offended or overly shy so she wouldn't talk to him at all. "What are you doing?" He asked, his tone warm and sincere.
(Oh, kk!(Quinn has a late birthday meaning he started school when he was 6 instead of 5.... making him a year older than most people in the grade.)