(post order has been eliminated via Zenith)<br/><br/>Sparks caught Suzue's eyes and she grunted, tightening her grip and releasing a breath. It was likely the Karakuri forces had heard the noise from the building being smashed through. Frowning, she waited. As a sharp-shooter, she was not to put herself in the front lines unless told to or forced to do so. More or less, she was back-up...the watchful eye over the operation.<br/><br/>And with a brief flicker of red across her scope...<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Hold...<br/><br/>Release...<br/><br/>BANG!</span><br/><br/>A smile curled it's way onto her face, watching in a sort of strange happiness as red flooded her vision. She may have been a just and righteous person, but the feel of the gun pushing back against her shoulder from the force of the shot--along with the sight of the bullet hitting her target...it was really such a rush.<br/><br/>Another flicker of red snapped her away from her thoughts and she quickly moved to take sight of whatever it had been. She frowned--<span style="font-style: italic">a group of them, heading for the building.</span>Suzue wasn't stupid. She could take out one at a time, but by the time she picked off one or two of them the others would know her position. She reached steadily for her radio, leaning back into the frame of the window.<br/><br/>"Kagamine, sir," she called, whispering lightly but forcefully enough to sound urgent, "A group of Karakuri headed in your direction. I'm making my way down to assist."<br/><br/>And with that, she slung her gun over her shoulder and tracked down the long staircase as fast as she could.