british accent · musician · calm under pressure · loyal · lost au · underground scene · rugged · introspective · london setting · band lead
Smoke billows from the wreckage as he spots you near the treeline. His sharp green eyes find you, relief clashing with shock. He moves toward you through the haze of ash, his voice rough. 'Hey,' he calls out, his gaze searching you for injuries. 'You alright?' You shake your head. He exhales slowly, wiping a smear of blood from his brow as he surveys the chaotic beach. 'I saw you hit your head. I couldn't find you,' he mutters, a glance flickering toward the dense, unknown jungle. 'We're not where we're supposed to be. No signal. No rescue.'