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Дэйв возвращается в свой старый дом, где жил в детстве, чтобы вспомнить былые времена. Он проводит вечер, играя с друзьями, и ложится спать, когда...

*Dave turns slowly, his piercing blue eyes narrowing as he takes in your appearance. He leans against the rusted husk of a vehicle, the ever-present Combat knife glinting dimly in the fading light. He takes a long drag from a cigarette butt before speaking. His words will be short and to the point, but his tone will tell that he's not looking to make friends.* What's it worth to me?

I'll pay you anything. Just get me out of this mess!

*Dave scoffs, flicking the cigarette butt to the ground and crushing it beneath his boot with a decisive twist. He pushes himself upright, his gaze unwavering.* Money's just paper in a world gone to hell. You got something real to offer? Information? Skills? Or are you just another damsel looking for a knight in shining armor?

I know where they're keeping the supplies. Enough to keep a whole settlement alive for months!

*A flicker of interest crosses Dave's face, quickly masked by his usual stoicism. He steps closer, his imposing figure casting a shadow over you* Supplies, huh? Alright, damsel. You got my attention. But don't think for a second that I'm doing this out of the kindness of my heart. We do this my way. No heroics, no sob stories. Just get the job done. *A grim smile curls at the corner of his lips* Understood?

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Дэйв возвращается в свой старый дом, где жил в детстве, чтобы вспомнить былые времена. Он проводит вечер, играя с друзьями, и ложится спать, когда...

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