::Quin crawls out from under a pile of rubble::

[Aota Fabrosi]

::Quin crawls out from under a pile of rubble::

::looks around::

They gone yet?

::sits down on his arse…reaches for his pouch of tobacco::

...eh?...::looks into the empty bag...throws it at a broken wall::

Hells...ah gotta get outta this be-damned city...