[center][color=#2A52BE][h1]Cerry[/h1][/color][/center]

[color=#2A52BE]"We haven't explored the entire city yet. The academy has tried to make small pushes into the city, but it's much harder than it looks."[/color] Cerry replied to Bluu. In truth, the school hadn't done much to retake sections of the city, and only those with superb luck or skill were sent out on runs to gather supplies to replace the dwindling stores. She had went out on a run before, but Cerry was only placed with the group to provide overwatch. Taking only pot shots at the undead approaching the brave students, Cerry never really had a chance to explore the city in the new form it took upon the outbreak: rotting, crumbling despair. When Angela had popped out of nowhere, Cerry took a step back. The girl always had a way of surprising someone, and her semblance was enough proof to that. [color=#2A52BE]"Oh, Angela. Don't mind it. Nix decided to play a prank on me, and pulled me down to the ground after he ran into a door. I don't find it as funny as Nix might, but it still feels good to laugh once in what seems an eternity."[/color] Cerry replied, flashing the newcomer with a smile of her own.