Ā coming into the cell heās not sure what heāll find. there has been a lot of talk about this one. about who or what he might be. everyone is skeptical. everyone is a little bit afraid. but theyāve sent him in there to talk, to look as well. to try and figure something out. because they were left wondering, and unanswered questions are never good. especially when war is looming heavy in the air, thick and sickening almost. he looks at the man and then around the cell. he doesnāt have a proper answer as to why. he hasnāt committed a crime. but theyāre cautious. they have to be.Ā
Ā āconsider it a precaution. thereās a war going on out there. we have to be cautious. we donāt know who you are.ā
Slowly he looks up at the man who comes in. There's something broken about him in the way that there's always something broken about everyone he's come across now. There's no light. No one looks at you and wishes you a good day, no one is looking forward to tomorrow. No one wants anything but to survive and surviving when the world is on fire is something that Steve isn't sure is really possible. "War? I've seen war." Far too many wars, if he's being asked honestly. Too many wars and too many years. He woke in this one, in an underground bunker and had dug himself up from the bottom until he was alive again. If being alive had anything to do at all with the world they were in now. "Are you the leader here?"














