Rough day.. ( Open)

Francis had been on the second floor as he had been minding his own buisness for some time as he was focusing on making some of his arrows. It always seemed that he could never have enough of them and wondered how his father managed to keep them all in his case. He was sure his father had a stash somewhere in his room or either that or it was downstairs in the training room. However as he was working he heard someone crying nearby as a younger teen ran past him. "What the?" He asked not entirely sure what was going on at this point as he put down his arrow that he had been working on. He could hardly get another word in as the boy raced up the other part of the stairs. He had never seen this kid before, but it looked like he had an Identicard, so maybe he was a new recruit.

That was the only assumption that he could think of as he put the arrow down knowing he could come back later. For now the white haired kid was more concerned about Taylor to see if he was alright. So he took his own identicard out to swipe it so he could get to the top just as Taylor had done. It had taken him a few minutes to get to the top as he saw the kid sitting alone on the roof by himself.

Finally after a few seconds he managed to gather his courage as he wanted to speak up towards Taylor, these days he had been quiet. Well he had a reason too, he was still mad over his parents breaking up suddenly. Without giving him a reason why or an explination for it. The things that came to his mind where that they had been so busy, Barbra his mom that was had been apart of SHIELD for awhile, and his father was an Avenger. No doubt would they have a busy life and a carrier and some how they managed to shove him into the situation.

"Heay is everything alright over there?" He asked Taylor. And also forgot something else to add, "Also my name is Francis, Francis Barton of the young Avengers." He said. Francis had been one of the older members of the Avengers, being born first from the other younger ones, he had a bit more experience than they did which was an advantage that he carried with him to this day.

"It's okay. I just wanted to see if you were alright." He added as he noticed that Taylor jumped. He remained calm though trying not to make it any worse for him as he stood there. As he observed the boy he did feel bad for him. Wondering what had happened. It took a bit for the teen to notice that Taylor had an injured eye on one, wondering what could have done such a thing to him. But he wasn't going to bring up some bad memories. "Come on at least I can help you with that bruise. I can get some ice from the freezer downstairs if you want."

As they arrived in the kitchen Francis found the main freezer easily as he opened up the door. There was a large collector of ice on the top of the freezer as he took out some of the chunks put later placed them in a bag since he knew going on directly with the skin wouldn't have been such a good idea. "Here's the ice if you want to use it." He offered Taylor as he held the plastic bag towards him. It would certainly be awhile before the ice would melt off. And hopefully that would be enough to help Taylor's swelling go down.

You could tell from Francis that he sounded surprised from this as he looked at the younger teen. Someone his age had lost his family already? That in a way reminded him of himself, but only for him he had his parents split up after being so busy all the time. Sure he did manage to see them both, but it had certainly been years since he last seen Clint and Barbra together from before. But Francis wasn't a mutant like Taylor was, he didn't have any powers, just arrows that did neat tricks. "Well if anything I'm sure the Avengers can find you a home here. There are rooms still available down stairs if you want to check them out when you feel like it." Francis offered. "There shouldn't be anyone out there who doesn't have a home." He added as he looked back at Taylor while he stood near the refrigerator and closed the door, knowing that someone was bound to yell at him since he let the cold out.

"I know of a couple you could check out too." Francis said as he knew that he could show Taylor where he lived as well, but that's if he wanted too. He began to head towards the elevators again knowing they would have to go down another floor before reaching the area. "We'll have to use the elevators again since they're down one floor." He added as he began to walk over to them. But he made sure that Taylor wasn't that far behind as he made a slower pace than he normally went if that was alright with him.

It wasn't long before the elevator came down to the floor that had contained all the rooms. The doors opened as it showed several hallways marked with doors. Some of the Avengers had of course costumized their room or door in their own way if they choose too. Many were still open at this point as Francis stepped out, "I know several rooms that you can look at that are nearby on this part of the floor, some are further back too if you want to look there." Francis said doing his best. He had known what it was like in Taylor's point being that his own parents broke up from a marriage and then divorced each other. He saw the two every once in awhile but they were never together or happy when they where which got him often sad since they were what he felt like his family no doubt.

"It does look like a big room. But I'm sure you'll find some things to put in it. I could show you my room if you want, I live down another hall but it's not far from here." Francis offered wondering if there was anyway to cheer him up. But he decided to go with Taylor back up the stairs after they found a room for him and it had not been claimed. Several of the rooms were pretty large as they were meant to fit one or two people if they choose to live together with others as room mates. Of course, that wasn't always the case as some need privacy during the night.