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[hr]Place(s): Ruined City - Outskirts
Time: Feb 23rd, 2057 - 11th Hour
Interaction(s): None; all alone watching the despondent ruins and her precious comrades below
[hr]The battle had ended in victory for the members of the Commune. It was to be expected, and yet at the same time there had been casualties in form of several wounded members. It worried Cerise. Each single wound that had befallen her comrades meant one more wound that she could have prevented. It was literally the duty that she had imposed upon herself; to watch out for and protect her comrades with her rifle by taking out all targets that threatens them. [color=#DE3163]"Haaa..."[/color] She sighed, shaking her head a little and feeling guilt over what she perceived as her own failures. On the bright side, the wounded members were already receiving treatments and none seemed to be in grave danger. [color=#DE3163][i]Still... I could have done more...[/i][/color]

Poppy in particular looked quite hurt. If only Cerise had been just a little bit faster in taking care of that chain wielding Infernal that had wrenched her out of the sky and slammed her hard down to the car.

Cerise then shook her head more, lightly slapping her left cheek with her own left hand as if the act will help her get out of her melancholic thoughts. Then, she stood up, still above the faded billboard on top of the tall ruined building. [color=#DE3163][i]I can sulk later once we're back home. Now, I still have a job to do...[/i][/color] And thus, oblivious to both the sparks of conflicts and the strengthening bonds between some of the other members of the Commune, Cerise watched over them from above. The least she can do was to make sure that no hostile entity will sneak through and endanger her comrades while they prepared to move on, focusing her attention entirely on securing the perimeter with her trusty Lariat in her hands.