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Oct. 10th, 2015 09:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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The view behind the door is one of desolation. Windswept and bleak. If there was ever vegetation here, it is long gone. The air is thin and cold, acrid with smoke. Jay reached into his belt and pulls out a small rebreather and goggles, offering a set to Gav.
Stock shudders on Jay's shoulder, making soft sounds of distress. "It's okay, darling. You're safe with us."
The view behind the door is one of desolation. Windswept and bleak. If there was ever vegetation here, it is long gone. The air is thin and cold, acrid with smoke. Jay reached into his belt and pulls out a small rebreather and goggles, offering a set to Gav.
Stock shudders on Jay's shoulder, making soft sounds of distress. "It's okay, darling. You're safe with us."
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Date: 2015-10-15 09:15 pm (UTC)"It's what I do", he says simply. "Just 'cause they're not flesh and blood, they're still life."
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Date: 2015-10-15 09:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-10-15 09:21 pm (UTC)[ooc: and fade?]