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Hazel buys her a drink uwu

『🔧』 Stargazing wasn’t exactly a regular hobby for Alex - she’d go out, say, at least once a month for the hell of it, to indulge in the freshness of the nighttime air and the sight of stars in the sky. Though it was usually enjoyed alone, though, she saw no harm in allowing herself to have a partner for this fine, clear night.

A soft hum of acknowledgement would escape her lips as she took a seat next to the other girl, arms pressing onto the grass behind her as she looked up into the moonlit sky. For a minute or two, there was peace between them - a silence she considered comfortable for once - before finally, one arm pointed up to a particular spot in the sky, that soft voice breaking the silence at last.

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Dortmund, Germany seemed to undergo quite a change in only a few days. Now under quarantine until whatever the problem was, it was completely shut off from the rest of Germany, hell, the rest of the world even. Many people had lost their lives in mere moments and now the town had gone quiet, a beautiful town preserved while the life inside slowly diminished.

Freakish creatures walked the streets, patrolling as if looking for their next prey. A strange shadowy figure, looking like it was made up of TV static. He’d never seen anything like it in his life, but to be fair, anytime he was sent on a mission like this he expected to see something completely new. How these things would die was something he’d have to figure out through trial and error. That was always the most fun, if you could call it that. Staring an unknown enemy in the eyes while it came at you, taking everything you could throw at it. Fun...right...

“Put me down there!” Israel yelled to the pilot, pointing to a small clearing right behind a group of houses. It would be a place to start, and it seemed like the creatures weren’t spending all their time too close to that place. It would be a good start to get himself grounded and prepared. Who knew, maybe he’d find someone in the houses and they could help him figure out the situation a little better, though he doubted they understood what was going on anymore than he did.

Once the chopper was close to the ground he pulled on a mask, pulling his hood up and jumping out, hitting the ground and rolling, quickly making his way to one of the houses in case the chopper brought him unwanted attention. He got to the backdoor, checking the handle to see it was locked. Maybe someone was alive in here. He knocked lightly on the door, pulling his pistol from the holster on his hip, keeping an eye out for anything coming. He’d give them two minutes, which was rather generous, but if someone was in they may need to swallow their fear first.