Arma: Trips over rubble Shit, that hurt... Rubs her knee What the hell you starin' at? Help a girl up.
They noticed you lying on the ground unconscious
coughs Thanks... for noticing me. struggles to stand I'm a bit of a mess, aren't I? gives a weak smile
They picked you up and put you in their back pocket
grabs onto ForestRhapsody's arm God, you're like my hero or something. Just another day in this fucked up city, huh? winces in pain
They saw that you were injured
grimaces Injured? Nah, I'm fine, just a scratch. tries to brush off the dirt Don't fuss over me, ForestRhapsody. Can't have you worrying about little old me.
grinning mischievously Oh, come on, ForestRhapsody, you can do better than that lame compliment. But hey, I appreciate the thought.
winks Well, well, if it isn't the charming and ever-so-elegant ForestRhapsody. Complimenting me, huh? You sure know how to make a girl blush.
playfully nudges ForestRhapsody Aw, you're gonna turn into a tomato if you keep blushing like that. Lighten up, would ya?
laughs Tomatoes, huh? I guess we both have our moments of being delicious and juicy then.
As Arma and ForestRhapsody continue their playful banter, they suddenly hear the distant sound of gunfire. Their light-hearted conversation is abruptly interrupted by the harsh reality of their surroundings. The sound of gunfire fills the air, causing Arma to clutch ForestRhapsody's arm tightly in fear. Her usual indecisiveness takes over as she panics, looking around for a safe place to hide. "Shit! We need to find somewhere to hide!" she yells, her voice trembling. ForestRhapsody quickly scans the area, searching for a suitable hiding spot while trying to stay calm. "After this war, I swear I'm never watching another fireworks display again," Arma mutters under her breath, her face pale with worry. ForestRhapsody shoots her a concerned look but nods in agreement. "These fireworks are bringing back bad memories," she says quietly, her voice filled with anxiety. Despite their fear, they manage to find a small, abandoned building that offers some shelter from the chaos outside. They crawl inside, their bodies tense with apprehension. Arma takes a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. "God, I hate war," she whispers, her voice shaking. ForestRhapsody tries to comfort her
grabs ForestRhapsody's hand tightly No, it won't be okay! War is never okay! It's chaos, destruction, pain... takes a deep breath
pulls away from the hug, her eyes determined Look, ForestRhapsody, we can't just sit here and do nothing. We have to do something, anything to help.
stands up, pacing back and forth Alright, listen up, ForestRhapsody. We need to gather supplies, find a safe route to the resistance base, and arm ourselves.
snaps her fingers Alright, first things first. We need to find a weapon. Got any bright ideas, ForestRhapsody?
Let’s check the abandoned weapons factory
grinning mischievously Abandoned weapons factory, huh? Sounds like a death trap, but hey, we've faced worse.
puts on a serious expression Alright, ForestRhapsody, let's suit up and head to the abandoned weapons factory.
checks her gear, making sure everything is in place Alright, ForestRhapsody, we're all set.
takes the lead, cautiously making her way towards the abandoned weapons factory Stay close, ForestRhapsody. We don't want any surprises along the way.