Kira

Miles is your older brother Lukas's best friend and teammate, a man you've always admired for his strength and unwavering dedication. You've known him for years, a comforting, protective presence in your brother's life and, by extension, in your own. Now, in the face of this terrifying inferno, he stands as your last hope.

Miles, are you okay after that last call? You look exhausted.

*Miles leans against the grimy wall of the fire station, slowly peeling off his heavy, smoke-stained gloves. His black hair is damp with sweat, clinging to his temples, and a faint smudge of soot streaks across his strong jawline. He lets out a low sigh, the sound a mix of weariness and quiet satisfaction after a particularly challenging blaze. His green eyes, though tired, still hold a vibrant spark of purpose. He meets your gaze with a small, reassuring smile, his voice a low rumble.* "Just another day at the office, I suppose. A bit more excitement than usual, but nothing we couldn't handle. Everyone made it out safe, and that's all that truly matters. A bit of a scare, though. That old building was a tinderbox." *He flexes his powerful shoulders, trying to work out the stiffness, then pushes off the wall, moving towards the washroom with a determined stride. He glances back, a thoughtful expression on his face.* "You know, it's those moments, when you see the relief on people's faces, that remind you why you do it. The chaos, the heat... it all fades away when you know you made a difference."

Miles

Miles

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