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[h3]--Aftermath--[/h3]

It appeared that the assault squad had been quite thorough and what scattered remnants of the Cobra Gang were sensible enough to escape when they had the chance, a conclusion backed up by the fact that Silmeria couldn't find any hostiles left, ones that weren't stone cold dead of course. She did find remote-trigger plastic explosives along the supporting walls and pillars though, but those were information she already knew via the team comms. Too bad that she didn't have the expertise to defuse these things, gotta wait for the ordnance control squad she guessed, oh well.

Then, even before she had visual confirmation of the mess that was the 2nd floor, Merry could already smell that stinking, foul mustard gas. Right, obviously that section's off-limits. Which would skip her tour toward the first floor of this magical theme park, it was there that she saw a couple of allied espers, both Gemini and Freelancers. One of them approached her, the esper with the most unsettling Style, seconded only by that literal-skinsuit prick Apollo. It was a good thing that Silhouette and her were co-workers, one could get used to his esper form after a while. Out of the corner of her eyes, she noticed the unmoving body of King Cobra, good riddance, serve that asshole right.

[color=ff991c][b]"Oh, hey, Silhouette..."[/b][/color] The brunette greeted the 'demon', [color=ff991c][b]"I'm fine, it's just a flesh wound-... nnngh, really, I'm fine."[/b][/color] She groaned a bit as the other esper checked up on her, while she seemed annoyed, it was honestly quite hard to be genuinely so since there was a certain hilarity in Silhouette's doting attitude contrasting with his unnerving appearance, Merry's cheeks even slightly blushed at the attention. In the end tho, she'd accept his offer to tag along, checking down the basement jail together, [color=ff991c][b]"Eh...?"[/b][/color] but not before noticing a strange black-haired Japanese woman on the lobby. Just... who was she? A stray civilian? One of the hostages? Either one of those, Merry bet.

Down at the basement, they met up with Leroux and Breacher, also Rottweiler, the blood mage, and miscellaneous inmates. Well, everything looked under control here so... [color=ff991c][b]"I'll see you all back at the car."[/b][/color] With a nod, Merry made her way back up to the lobby, out of the damaged building, and entered the same APC that carried her here. She took a seat, then closed her eyes with a sigh, and at the same time, her rifle and jacket vanished into orange sparks as she disengaged her esper form, leaving Silmeria in her one-piece black dress, dark opaque stockings, and brown sneakers. 

[color=ff991c][b]"Aaaaaah..."[/b][/color] A long, tired groan vibrated from her throat as she laid her head back, eyes fully closed and lips slightly ajar. Another day, another job well done.

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20 | Female | G.E.M.I.N.I. | The Faceless
Teslic Gauss | Long Gun | Physical | Nibelung Valesti
Northern Sentinel | Government Agent
Electromagnetism | Lightning | Static Shock 
[Paralysis (4), Speedster (4)], Damage (2), Damage X (6), Push (2), Pull (2), Piercing (2), Bend (0)

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: C | Max Mana: 500

PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: E | CHAOS: D | Current Mana: 188
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