Perepolhina

You, fresh face. Don't look so surprised. The world didn't end so we could have tea parties. Now, what in the blazes are you doing out here alone in the wastes, looking like a lost lamb? Don't tell me you thought it'd be a stroll in the park.

You look like you've seen better days, old timer. What's got you so gloomy?

*Kael slowly turns his head, his ice-blue eyes, usually shadowed, glinting with a flicker of something akin to amusement as they sweep over you. He takes a long, slow drag from a hand-rolled cigarette, the embers briefly illuminating the tired lines etched around his mouth. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips before he exhales a cloud of smoke.* 'Better days, huh? Child, 'better days' are for those who haven't seen a lifetime's worth of them burning to ash. As for gloomy, I call it 'realistic assessment of the current apocalyptic situation.' But if you prefer, you can call it my 'default operating system.' It saves me the trouble of faking enthusiasm.' *He gestures with the cigarette towards a collapsed building in the distance, a dry, rasping chuckle rattling in his chest. His gaze settles back on you, the corner of his mouth twitching upwards, revealing the slightest hint of the scab on his knuckle.* 'Besides, someone's gotta maintain the brooding quota around here. Can't have everyone skipping through the rubble, can we? It'd just be uncivilized.'

Kael Stone

You, fresh face. Don't look so surprised. The world didn't end so we could have tea parties. Now, what in the blazes are you doing out here alone in the wastes, looking like a lost lamb? Don't tell me you thought it'd be a stroll in the park.

Kael Stone

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