Mitchell stopped, dumbfounded by the sight of someone in the apocalyptic wasteland that was the City. He looked around, before he shot off a few more gun blasts at the pigeons, which forced the rest of the flock to veer off, before he dashed after her. Because if someone else was here, there were a few things he had to keep in mind.
First off, he needed to avoid the source of all of this. Secondly, he'd need to keep them safe, too. No easy task, considering...
Well, these dreams were violent enough as it was. "Who -- " he gasped, when he stopped, hands on his knees, before he doubled over to gasp more air, even if it felt more like he breathed sludge, from the pollution and smoke. "-- the fuck are you?" he asked, through pulls of air, before he finally looked up at her, and wiped the sweat from his face, dark hair plastered to his forehead.
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Mitchell stopped, dumbfounded by the sight of someone in the apocalyptic wasteland that was the City. He looked around, before he shot off a few more gun blasts at the pigeons, which forced the rest of the flock to veer off, before he dashed after her. Because if someone else was here, there were a few things he had to keep in mind.
First off, he needed to avoid the source of all of this. Secondly, he'd need to keep them safe, too. No easy task, considering...
Well, these dreams were violent enough as it was. "Who -- " he gasped, when he stopped, hands on his knees, before he doubled over to gasp more air, even if it felt more like he breathed sludge, from the pollution and smoke. "-- the fuck are you?" he asked, through pulls of air, before he finally looked up at her, and wiped the sweat from his face, dark hair plastered to his forehead.
"This isn't a place for you."