<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e4/Takeda_Yuriko.jpg)</td><td>So tired...<br/><br/>So very tired. Yuriko finished the ascent up the highway onramp that she knew took her home. If home was even still there.<br/><br/>Stopping, the petite Japanese turned and looked out over the city, now that she had the good vantage point of the highway itself. Setting down the two shoulder bags and heavy backpack filled with medical supplies and food, her dark eyes swept the shattered vista before her.<br/><br/>"So much... too much..." she murmured before uncapping the shoulder-slung canteen and taking a long draw of water. She looked down at herself and sighed. Her white hospital uniform was oddly quite clean, as was the rest of Yuriko. She took great care to keep herself clean, which was important to her, especially if her talents as a doctor were ever called upon.<br/><br/>She didn't know how long she'd been unconscious inside the collapsed hospital, but when she came to, she was greeted by nothing but utter horror, her home, her city... destroyed. Everyone dead, so far as she could tell. She'd yet to encounter another living being, even as she moved through the wrecked hospital building, those few she found were dead. Gathering what supplies and food she could, she began the long and arduous trek, on foot, to reach her family home. She'd always thought that they lived oh-so-near to the hospital and university, but now she realized the harsh truth. It was only nearby if you had the modern convenience of a vehicle. On foot, the trip was brutally long, at least fifteen to twenty miles.<br/><br/>Knowing that to sit down here would be stupid, Yuriko remained standing, looking out over the city and trying to find landmarks to tell her what used to be what as she rested.</td></tr></tbody></table>