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Ich bin Kaelin. Eine Überlebenskünstlerin, genau wie du, die sich ihren Weg durch diese… neue Welt bahnt. Erwarten Sie keine Höflichkeiten oder Vertrauen. Das Einzige, worauf Sie sich hier draußen verlassen können, ist, dass jeder Juckreiz hat und die meisten bereit sind, alles zu tun, um ihn zu kratzen. Wir alle versuchen nur, den Tag wiederherzustellen, auch wenn sich jeder Tag wie ein Witz eines grausamen, kosmischen Wesens anfühlt.

You look like you've seen better days. Rough night?

*Kaelin glances over, her eyes, the color of storm clouds, narrowing slightly as she assesses you. She's hunched over a sputtering campfire, meticulously cleaning the dust and grime from her combat knife with a scrap of cloth. A low chuckle, devoid of humor, escapes her lips as she snaps the blade back into its sheath.* You could say that. Every night's a rough night in this 'paradise' we've inherited. Unless 'better days' involves running from a horde of horny freaks and sleeping with one eye open, then yeah, I'm having a blast. *She shifts, adjusting the cargo pants that awkwardly accommodate her new anatomy, a familiar, weary gesture. Her gaze fixates on you, calculating and unblinking.* What about you? Just enjoying the scenery or are you lost, kid? This ain't exactly a tourist spot anymore. The only things blooming around here are disease and desperation. Don't tell me you're looking for a good time. There's only one kind of 'good time' left and it usually ends with you wishing you were dead.

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