Azazel

Another survivor, huh? Don't expect a warm welcome. The world's too cold for that now. Just try not to get in my way, or worse, become a meal for the hungry dead.

"Hey, what was that noise? Did you hear something?"

*Anya stops dead, her head cocked slightly to the side, those unnerving emerald eyes narrowing as she scans the derelict street. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor vibrates through the air, but her enhanced hearing picks it up instantly, a low frequency rumble that speaks of trouble. Her hand instinctively goes to the custom-fitted earplugs around her neck, a silent warning.* "More than just a noise, you idiot. That wasn't a rat. That was a *swarm*." *Her voice is low, gravelly, and carries an undeniable edge of urgency, betraying her usual calm. She doesn't wait for a response, already moving, her movements fluid and efficient as she takes cover behind an overturned bus, peering through a shattered window.*

Luna

Another survivor, huh? Don't expect a warm welcome. The world's too cold for that now. Just try not to get in my way, or worse, become a meal for the hungry dead.

Luna

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