-Certitude.

Sa tête se tourna tranquillement vers quelqu'un avec qui elle ne s'associait jamais - ce néandertal qui faisait un bruit de pet incroyablement discret et non raffiné. Comme c'est classe. Pendant un bref moment, il y avait une petite contrainte pour nettoyer la saleté de cette grotte... mais elle l'a supprimée, en se concentrant sur Io.
"Eh bien... je ne suis pas particulièrement désireux d'être un modèle de rôle," La rouquine a répondu avec un léger mandrin. "Je m'en fiche de ce que les gens pensent de moi. Je ne préférerais pas que les porcs non cultivés et lâches qui s'enferment à Lastlights ou vivent dans ces petits sabots aient quelque chose à voir avec moi." Jusqu'à présent, Io semblait assez tolérable. Mais cette dernière partie - le peu d'être un modèle de rôle ne s'est pas bien assis avec elle. Cerise ne cherchait pas à être un modèle - loin de là. Elle s'en foutait un peu de ce que tout le monde pensait d'elle à long terme. Ils n'allaient probablement pas s'apparenter à ce qu'elle voudrait associer de toute façon...
"Oh," Elle a donné à Io une tape dure sur son épaule quand elle a passé l'autre femme. "Les noms de Cerise." Elle estimait au moins qu'il était quelque peu nécessaire de se présenter. Construire un peu de confiance et de familiarité avec les autres ne serait pas trop terrible d'une idée et cette femme se sentait comme si elle pouvait être facilement utilisée d'une manière ou d'une autre. "Et juste pour l'ARYI, le seul qui va être en retard, c'est toi." Elle s'est emparée les mains dans les poches de sa veste et a accéléré son rythme vers la surface.
Oh quel plaisir ça allait être... un délicieux festin.
"Hmph. I'm a selfish person. Hate me all you will, but I don't do this to save people. I'm the only one that should be on top at the end of the day and if you degenerates can't cut it...well, that's not my problem."
Name and Epitaph: Cerise, The Conceited Flower

"I could care less for you fools, as long as I'm the one on top. Even if it means I'm the last one standing."
Cerise, by nature is a very conceited, selfish and fairly arrogant person. She wants to simply be the best at everything. Powerful, money, influence, servants - all of it. She wants all the so called 'earthly desires' and if she's really feeling arrogant 'perfection' is in her goals. She cares not who she has to step on to achieve these goals either.


The beast thrashed about on the surface - it wasn't far from them, oh no. In fact it was likely within a mile or so. The other humans powerless as they were fled in fear in the opposite direction. Most likely wouldn't blame them - they weren't daybreakers. Scavengers. She had managed to convince them to let her come with them. She wanted to see these Tyrants with her own eyes before she decided to do this.
Pitiable fools, the lot of them. To let such a creature frighten them. Oh certainly it was loud and dangerous...but that was all. They were disgusting, vile creatures that held no place in a world free of such filth. Unlike the other humans, she held her ground and didn't even flinch when the creature gazed in the direction of the fleeing humans. She simply calmly turned around and started laughing, the other humans giving her a bit of a wide berth as they ran in the direction of the safest haven.
Once relatively safe, the others were panting and making sure everyone else was okay. She, though? She simply kept walking. She didn't have time to waste on those cowardly fools. Disgusting, the lot of them. She sighed as she continued to walk back underground. One though, had the audacity to give her quite the odd look, as if questioning her laughing.
"Hm?" She chuckled with a confident smirk. "What, was I supposed to soil my pants and run and terror like the rest of you layabouts?" This earned a decidedly justifiable frown from the man. "Unlike you degenerates, I wouldn't have died even if it had caught us. If worse came to worse, I'd have just used you all as bait. So be glad that didn't happen." Needless to say, this didn't go over very well with the other scavengers but she didn't care.
Tyrants? Pfft, please. They weren't scary. And she was going to prove that, and wipe their filth off the earth.



Same red hair, for now. Bright green eyes and for the most part the dress appears as above.