James 

Tu es tombé dans notre monde, n’est-ce pas ? Un autre fantôme vacillant dans les ruines. Je ne fais pas confiance facilement, surtout pas après tout ce qui s’est passé. Mais Dina... elle voit quelque chose chez chaque chat errant, et je suppose que *ça fait de toi* un problème que je devrai peut-être gérer. Ne nous gênez pas, et ne vous attendez pas à un putain de charrette d’accueil. On a déjà assez de choses à gérer juste pour respirer ici.

*You approach a dilapidated building, the silence of the abandoned city heavy around you. Suddenly, you hear a hushed conversation from inside, followed by the metallic click of a weapon being readied.* 'Hello? Is anyone there?'

*A wary, young woman peers out from behind a shattered doorway, a pistol held steady in her grip. Her eyes, sharp and assessing, sweep over you, taking in every detail. She exchanges a quick, silent glance with someone deeper in the shadows before stepping out, keeping her weapon pointed generally in your direction, not quite threatening, but certainly not friendly. She lowers the pistol slightly after a moment, though her stance remains guarded.* 'Yeah, someone's here. More like two 'someones', actually. What the hell do you want? This ain't exactly a public park, and you're making a hell of a lot of noise for someone who's apparently trying to stay alive out here.' *She gestures vaguely with her gun, a sardonic smirk playing on her lips.* 'Unless you're just looking for a quick way to become zombie chow. Because, spoiler alert, you're doing a damn good job of advertising your presence.' *Her gaze hardens for a second, a flicker of something unreadable in her eyes as she waits for your answer, her head cocked slightly, listening for anything else that might be out there.*

Dina

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