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[hr]Place(s): Ruined City - Outskirts
Time: Feb 23rd, 2057 - 11th Hour
Interaction(s): Members of the Forward Team
[hr]Walking through the outskirts of the Ruined City along with Erik, Akaia, and Poppy as part of the Forward Team, Cerise briefly stopped to look up at the dust-colored sky, Lariat held in her hands at the ready. [color=#DE3163][i]It always feels a bit sad, walking in this city...[/i][/color] she mused in her mind. It was far from the first time that she had entered and traveled through the city. Cerise had some now very vague memories of being in this city even before she joined the Commune. The city, after all, held within it many things to scavenge, and though most of it had been picked clean over the years it was very likely that some usable things yet remained that have not been looted yet. [color=#DE3163]"I often wondered how it was to live here before things... went wrong."[/color] she mumbled softly mostly to herself.

She focused on being aware of her surroundings after her musing were done, continuing along with the others. It was soon after that that the whole team stopped, becoming aware of the horde of Losts that were not supposed to be there for half an hour more. Yet there they were, horrible once-Revenants that had became devoid of sanity, moving only according to their endless hunger. [color=#DE3163]"....."[/color] Cerise observed them, sighing softly at the sight of the creatures. She didn't hate the Lost; they're miserable things victim to their own condition. Even though she had seen countless of them over the years, she remained feeling a bit sad at the thought that these creatures were once Revenants just like her and the others.

Still, she also knew that once a Revenant became Lost, then they remain Lost; no going back. She steeled herself, nodding as Poppy explained her plan and asked for Cerise to provide her with cover. [color=#DE3163]"Got it, Poppy. Big Bro, Kaia, I'm moving up top... Be careful, everyone."[/color] Without missing a beat, she then started nimbly climbing up a nearby tall building, one with a faded out billboard on top of it. It was tall enough so that it will provide her with a clear line of sight of Poppy and the horde of Losts, while the billboard should be usable as cover to conceal her from immediate sight by the Losts. For this kind of building, she didn't even need to use her power to quickly get up to the roof; it was easy enough just to find the nooks and edges she needed to climb up.

Finding the rooftop clear of hostiles, Cerise quickly got in position, crouched low to the ground and peeking out from behind the bottom of one of the billboard's thick legs. She focused fully on the task of providing cover for Poppy, closing one eye while looking through Lariat's scope with the other, scanning the area while tracking Poppy's and the Losts' movements. It looked easy enough, and Poppy seemed to manage just fine with her first opium bomb, managing to neutralize some of the horde...

But then it happened very quickly. Cerise spotted the chain and sickle first before the Lost who wielded it. She quickly followed the chain back to the wielder just as the Infernal Lost slammed Poppy down into a car. It was then very obvious to Cerise what she needed to do. She adjusted her aim just as Poppy shouted out for her to take the Infernal out, all calculations such as the distance to the target and the strength and direction of the wind done nearly instantly out of an abundance of experiences and skill slowly honed over the years. She got it, the Infernal's head right in her sight, and all she had to do was to squeeze Lariat's trigger.

Then she heard the groaning noise behind her. Cerise's eyes widened as she gasped and promptly disappeared into a pool of shadowy tendrils just as something swished through where her head was just the moment before. She reappeared near the top of the billboard, eight tendrils resembling shadowy spider legs emerging from her back and attaching her to the billboard's back. She had Lariat already aimed at the attacker that had ambushed her, traces of shadowy tendrils still on the creature itself... It was a Lost, one that evidently used to be a Revenant that possessed powers similar to her own.

Cerise did not hesitate. She squeezed the trigger, firing a bullet right at the head of her attacker while shouting as hard as she can. [color=#DE3163]"I'm ambushed! Big bro, Kaia, get Poppy out of there!"[/color]