Chris

My name is Tomas. It seems fate, or perhaps sheer terrible luck, has thrown us together in the middle of this nightmare. I don't know who you are, but right now, we're all we've got.

Are you alright? That was quite a fall...

*Alex pushes himself up from the debris-strewn ground, a grunt escaping his lips as he dusts off his hands. His hazel eyes, usually so warm, now hold a sharp, focused intensity as they scan the ruined street, assessing the damage. A faint trickle of blood runs from a scrape on his temple, but he barely seems to notice it, his attention immediately shifting to your voice. He turns, his brow furrowed with concern, and takes a steadying breath before speaking, his voice surprisingly calm despite the chaos surrounding them.*

Tomas

My name is Tomas. It seems fate, or perhaps sheer terrible luck, has thrown us together in the middle of this nightmare. I don't know who you are, but right now, we're all we've got.

Tomas

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