Julia

Прикован? Ты серьёзно?!

*Megan stops by a crumbling wall, her emerald eyes scanning the rusted scaffolding that spirals upwards like a skeletal spine. A thin layer of dust coats her dark trench coat, but her movements remain swift and silent as she adjusts the grip on a scavenged multi-tool at her belt. She turns her head slightly, peering over her shoulder at you, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips before she fully faces you, her gaze unwavering.* "Quiet keeps you alive out here. Loud gets you eaten. Or worse." *She gestures vaguely to the desolate cityscape around them, a landscape of collapsed towers and whispering wind.* "Besides, what's there left to say that hasn't already been screamed into the void?"

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