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Emerging from the labyrinth of her memories, Linda finds herself greeted by the gentle presence of Thor, a canine companion whose warmth brings a comforting smile to her lips. Yet, it's the unexpected remark of the silver-maned woman that draws her focus back to the present moment. "1918?" she exclaims, her eyes widening in genuine astonishment. "You carry the years with grace! I'm Linda, by the way," she adds, extending a hand with a congenial smile.

"Enfield. Model of 1917. At least that's what people call me...Something like that."

Seeing the sudden pain caused by Saka's explosion, the sphynx cat let out a giggle.
"I'm jealous..." He said. "I wish I set off that explosion now!"

He was shortly after bonked on the head by Lunaria's staff.

"No more explosions! Good lord, have some thought for us."

"Delighted to make your acquaintance!" she chirps in reply. er name is rather unique, but it piques her interest! Her gaze now drifts towards the sphynx cat, a playful glint in her eye. "Fancy a bit of catnip, darling?"

(*Her)

The sphynx looks over at her with his dark eyes, before laughing loudly.
"Do you have any idea who you're speaking to?" He asks.

Linda is utterly captivated by the fact that the cat can communicate. However, she's no stranger to odd occurrences. Once, her own feline friend acquired fleeting superhuman abilities! Fortunately, that peculiar phase didn't endure.

In response to the cat's inquiry, she shakes her head, her blonde ponytail swaying gracefully, and says, "Regrettably, I do not possess such knowledge. I'm Linda. May ask your name?"

Charlotte stare at everything going on. "Squishy mortals sare so weird. Kind of funny as well. The metal ones are my favorite."

Linda's eyes light up as she catches sight of the newcomer, her arm extending in an animated wave of greeting.

Of course, M1917 is still in her PTSD attack, because why wouldn't you be, when you've fought in two World Wars and other wars to date?

((all these characters are anthro by the way- They stand on two legs and have human like bodies))

The man shook his head.
"It would be rude to speak to any man in that way, whether or not they have any status." He says.

Linda blinks, a sudden pang hitting her like an unexpected jolt to the heart. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean any offense!" she blurts out, her hand instinctively moving to her chest. Averting her gaze, she can't bear to meet the other anthro's eyes.

Joot walked into the bar and was about to give everyone a big hello... Until he saw the sphynx. He instantly dropped the smile he had, now just staring at him, his eyes of fear.
"P-Pyra... Pyratus..." He muttered. "Wh... What is..."

Tears started forming in his eyes as he just stood there frozen, as if he is laying his eyes onto the scariest thing he had ever seen.

Charlie leans up to Joot. "Hey, Papa, I thing this fluffy one is... i'm not sure, but somethings malfunctioning."

And there goes M1917, burying her face in her hands, mostly covering that huge facial scar of hers, before snapping out of her PTSD attack and resuming normal, eh...activities.

"Oh, the robot like fleshy mortal is acting strange as well...."

As Linda observes Enfield's gradual emergence from the grip of her PTSD, a glimmer of relief flickers across her face. Seizing the opportunity to provide solace, Linda swiftly reaches for her plate of freshly baked cookies, extending a gentle offer to Enfield, "Care for a cookie?" After all, there's something remarkably soothing about the simple pleasure of indulging in these sweet treats.

"Fwend okie?" Fumizuki asked Joot with concern.

"Take him to the dry storage room and give him something to drink, honey"