[ Root is a slender woman bundled up in her own multitude of scavenged layers, long hair tumbling loose out of her toque despite the impracticality of it. There's a dog by her side, unleashed, a Belgian Malinois in his own little vest and protective handmade booties on his paws. She has a shotgun held easily in one hand, supported by a cross-body sling over her shoulder, and between that and the dog standing alert, she's ready to defend herself.
But she is, actually, supposed to be a good guy now, and Root is nothing if not controlled and deliberate, so she approaches the panicking, gasping man. She's tense and wary, ready to react if necessary, but she won't just stand by and watch someone suffocate. ]
suffocation
But she is, actually, supposed to be a good guy now, and Root is nothing if not controlled and deliberate, so she approaches the panicking, gasping man. She's tense and wary, ready to react if necessary, but she won't just stand by and watch someone suffocate. ]
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