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Lucas had awoken in a bunker, on the far outskirts of this city; his last memory of anything were being put in that pod and left there to be awoken at a later date. Thus his arrival to this city, and the finding of Cheintel, which was for a lack of better words interesting. She had been quite most of their travels around this city. He settled into a quiet relationship with Cheintel, finding it interesting to have someone to talk to that didn't really have anything to say about anything.

When finally she did speak, they had taken a moment to sit on half a bench in the rubble of the city. The question causing him to rub at his chin. "I'm not sure cheintel. We could find none, we could find hundreds. I guess it just doesn't really change anything until we do find more huh?" He was quite content on just traveling with her for the moment, finding someone else could be just as bad as it could be helpful. Which was a sad outlook on things, his scientist; or father whatever you wanted to call it, wasn't like that; always looking on the up-and-up, or so he could recall.

He stood up from the bench and looked ot her gripping the hilt between the blades of his Zhen tugging on it a little. He just wanted to make sure the strap was still intact and wasn't ripped or falling apart. He then smiled at Cheintel. "We should get moving, maybe we'll get lucky today and actually find someone else huh? He asked with a soft laugh and turned leading the way throughout the ruins of the city, pushing broken pieces of buildings and shambled cars out of his way.