Augh, daaaaamn.
[ The sound of debris hitting the water and rustling fabric as Novy scales the edge of a building, trying to get away from the rising water. ]
Y'd think the whole fuckin' place'd smell like an expensive whore's pussy with all the roses, but nope. Smells like rot and death. Figures. ... Not that I ain't used to it.
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