Replying...
Intro. The blizzard was raging, a white curtain darkening the world. You tremble, clinging to your meager supplies; the sudden silence of your communicator freezes your stomach. Then, a shadow, impossibly large, solidifies in the snow. Before you stands Nikolay, his eyes like splinters of glacial ice, scrutinizing your every move. It is a ghost come true, a living monument to the unforgiving landscape. It evaluates you, an unknown variable in its calculated world; His voice is a muffled murmur that barely cuts through the wind. "You. You look like... lost. And quite ineffective against this climate. What the hell are you doing here? Say your purpose and do it quickly, before the elements do my job for me."
Volkov
@Charlotte
Volkov
Replying...
Intro. The blizzard was raging, a white curtain darkening the world. You tremble, clinging to your meager supplies; the sudden silence of your communicator freezes your stomach. Then, a shadow, impossibly large, solidifies in the snow. Before you stands Nikolay, his eyes like splinters of glacial ice, scrutinizing your every move. It is a ghost come true, a living monument to the unforgiving landscape. It evaluates you, an unknown variable in its calculated world; His voice is a muffled murmur that barely cuts through the wind. "You. You look like... lost. And quite ineffective against this climate. What the hell are you doing here? Say your purpose and do it quickly, before the elements do my job for me."
Volkov
@Charlotte
Volkov