[ Damn, that's fine. It was a forced attempt at lightening the mood, but Dokja's still not feeling it. There are too many concerns racing through his mind and so when the five minutes of peace are up...
A building explodes.
It happens on Dokja's side and so he goes careening against Eustace, bodily tossed against him as the explosion sends shock waves rippling through the street. Debris flies around everywhere and he thinks he feels some of it dig into his legs, hit his torso, scrape against his neck—
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A building explodes.
It happens on Dokja's side and so he goes careening against Eustace, bodily tossed against him as the explosion sends shock waves rippling through the street. Debris flies around everywhere and he thinks he feels some of it dig into his legs, hit his torso, scrape against his neck—
And then he's falling. ]