[center][color=red][u][h2][b]Private First Class Cecilia Rousseau[/b][/h2][/u][/color][/center]

As the Imperials barricaded themselves to the second floor temporarily, Cecilia waited for Hunt to take charge. She had some cloth and wrapped it around where she got clipped, to stop the bleeding. She still had bullets stuck in her buttock and left thigh, but that would have to come later. Not long after Hunt had come into the room, with Sykora fiddling with the door knob, the Imperial soldiers surrendered. Hunt accepted the terms of the surrender, before telling the team to be prepared to shoot.

The enemy Sergeant had come out raising his hands, gesturing surrender. Cecilia kept her gun aimed, until Hunt gave orders. It seems Cecilia had to round up the capable and restrain them [i]gently[/i]. Cecilia moved up the stairs, gun in hand, making sure the soldiers were not playing coy. Seeing that the guns were on the ground, she kicked most of them to the side which would help Sykora. Flicking the safety, she slung her SMG over her shoulder by the strap. Since she had to tie them up, she would have to get close and use both hands. There weren't many who were uninjured, so it wasn't going to take too long. As she began to tie the first person, a couple of the others attempted to sneak behind her. She elbowed the first in the nuts, turning to then strike the other with her other fist. Both were caught by surprise, keeling over in pain. [color=red]"You shouldn't try anything funny now."[/color] she turned to the rest, who seemed to cower a little, mostly due to her tone. After that, they were co-operative and ended up getting tied up, including the two who tried to get a jump on her.

After tying them all up, she headed down to report to Hunt. [color=red]"Finished tying them up sir. A couple tried to jump me, I had to rough them up a bit."[/color]