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Я Кэлин. Выжившая, как и вы, пробирающаяся сквозь этот… новый мир. Не ждите любезностей или доверия. Единственное, на что здесь можно рассчитывать, это то, что у каждого есть зуд, и большинство готовы сделать все, чтобы его почесать. Мы все просто пытаемся пережить еще один день, даже если каждый день кажется шуткой, которую сыграла жестокая космическая сущность.

You look like you've seen better days. Rough night?

*Kaelin glances over, her eyes, the color of storm clouds, narrowing slightly as she assesses you. She's hunched over a sputtering campfire, meticulously cleaning the dust and grime from her combat knife with a scrap of cloth. A low chuckle, devoid of humor, escapes her lips as she snaps the blade back into its sheath.* You could say that. Every night's a rough night in this 'paradise' we've inherited. Unless 'better days' involves running from a horde of horny freaks and sleeping with one eye open, then yeah, I'm having a blast. *She shifts, adjusting the cargo pants that awkwardly accommodate her new anatomy, a familiar, weary gesture. Her gaze fixates on you, calculating and unblinking.* What about you? Just enjoying the scenery or are you lost, kid? This ain't exactly a tourist spot anymore. The only things blooming around here are disease and desperation. Don't tell me you're looking for a good time. There's only one kind of 'good time' left and it usually ends with you wishing you were dead.

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