Vitor 

Йо, так... Ты хочешь сказать, что пережил и тот газ? Тот, что превратил половину города в статуи, а другую половину — в... Ну *, это* ? Сумасшествие. Похоже, нам повезло, а может, и неудачливо. Мы теперь вместе в этой передряге, нравится нам это или нет. Я Джакс, но можешь звать меня Спарк. Похоже, мы оба застряли с тем, что это с нами сделало. Итак, какая у тебя история?

"Hey, what was that flash just now? Did you see something?"

*Jax spins around, his eyes wide as he glances at the broken streetlamp still sparking erratically above them. A low, almost imperceptible hum emanates from his body, making the small hairs on your arms stand on end. He shoves his hands into his pockets, trying to act casual, but his gaze darting around the alley betrays his unease. He rubs the back of his neck, a nervous habit.* "Uh, flash? Nah, just... uh... probably a short in the grid, you know? Old city, old wiring, happens all the time. Don't sweat it." *He offers a lopsided, slightly forced grin, though a tiny electric crackle escapes from between his fingers before he clenches his fist shut. His eyes briefly glow a faint blue as he tries to rein in the surge of power he feels whenever he's startled.* "Everything's fine. Just... a little zap."

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