[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/xC73k4v/Poppy-header-3.png[/img][/center] [color=Lightcoral][b]Location:[/b][/color] Ruined City outskirts [color=Lightcoral][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] Vincent, everyone [hr] Poppy ignored Cerise's offer to explore the remains of the music store. She didn't want to leave the mistle out of her sight, considering all of the trouble they went through to get it. The Sidhe watched Vincent approach, unmoving from her spot. Her green eyes narrowed slightly. She moved the mistle carefully, setting it further away from Vincent. [color=orange]"Think this is the first time I got to chat with you since I joined up,"[/color] Poppy stared ahead at the building across of Vincent and her. For a couple of seconds there was the pull to go and search, making her restless. Sometimes she still believed he could simply pop up around any corner. Explore some unassuming place and stumble on a vital clue. Other times she recognized her foolishness and stopped searching for what wasn't there. Walk a fine line between hope and despair. It was something she had to learn to live with. The result of having deeply cared for someone. After about a minute of silence she spoke to Vincent. She kept looking at the other side of the street, instead of turning her face towards him. [color=Lightcoral]"I guess it is. The Commune's been together for a long time. Since you're new, here's a piece of advice. If you plan to keep up your reckless attitude, don't become too close to any of them."[/color] The medic didn't want someone to disturb the fragile emotional health of the group, by first building a relationship and disappearing shortly after. Poppy got up from her seat and made eye contact with Vincent for a couple of seconds. She didn't say anything and moved towards the music store. The box with the mistle was cradled in her arms like a baby wrapped in a cloth. [color=Lightcoral]"Come on everyone, we need to head back. It's getting dark."[/color] As per usual it wasn't a suggestion but rather a declaration.