Once more feeling like her old self, Melissa would simply allow her rubbish to blow from around her, the wind gently flowing around the secluded rooftop. It had been some time since she had heard marine shouting. Why they did not bother to check the roof top astounded her, yet she would not look a gift horse in the mouth. Deciding that it best not to be flashy, Melissa knew for a fact she could not afford to be caught out just yet. If she were planning on caving in an entire marine base, an entire marine justice system, she would first have to warn the civilians. She couldn't let those whom were terrified be caught up in such a thing. She couldn't risk them being punished for something she did. These marines were evil, were disgusting, they had darkness in their very souls. Melissa would be the light that flushed it out. Opening the door to the roof, Melissa would peer her head out, her ears focused on hearing any sound. Nothing.

Taking this as her cue she would slowly descend the spiralling stair case, halting at any sound. For someone whom had seen death, for someone whom had just assaulted a military base without showing any fear, you would not expect that her heart was racing, it pounded so hard and so loudly that she feared it would give her away. Perhaps the adrenaline rush was fading, perhaps it was because she finally realized she was on her own. Leparo wasn't here, Hide wasn't here, none of the other crew members whom she had failed to even bother with...weren't here. It was her and her alone.

Melissa would find herself gently moving through the town, what a difference, the entire town was now silent. Nobody was out and about, the shops had all shut. Everything was deserted. Melissa was confused, was everyone so scared that they feared attack from her? or from the marines for just witnessing what had happened. She had to make a scene that everyone would see. She would find her way back to the marine base though on top of the roof opposite the area. From here she could see the fissure and the bodies that were within it. Blood scattered the field and a single cleaner was scrubbing at it. The snow dome had since melted. Melissa would smile, snow gently falling as her hands moved through out the air. Snow flew forth and in giant snow formed letters a message wrote. "YOU HAVE UNTIL TWELVE, CIVILIANS EVACUATE" she would nod to herself as her letters shone. She would need to find somewhere to lie low until twelve. Hopefully the civilians would heed her warnings.  

 

The young female whom had conjured up the dancing letters would smile softly, being upon the roof, upon the edge of the front of the building, she could clearly see the marines whom also saw the snow letters. She would watch as they froze in front of the gate, seeing the single cleaner wiping stains of blood, seeing the fissure that snaked its way through the earth, that held bodies of the law enforcers within its gaping maw. How they looked for her, turning to see the female standing upon the roof top. Snow was falling from her hands thus making her identifiable as the one whom conjured this message. Reaching for their guns, the marines would prepare to fire. As they readied their stance, Melissa would backtrack turning mid movement as the sound of gun fire rang through the air. This would of course alert others to the presence, as well as civilians to look out the window. Thus seeing the message.

Though looking for a fight Melissa had given a time, One hour from now she would return, as she jumped from roof top to roof top, some of the marines would be running down the sides of the alley, following her. Gun fire continued to erupt yet due to the small gaps between the rooftops being the only chance they had of fully seeing her, the female would avoid being shot at all. Not that she was in any danger, though her logia powers had yet to be fully shown. Now Melissa would hal her forward momentum after jumping over ten roof tops. Her body swerved to the right as her momentum increased, pushing herself over and rooftop. The Yuki Yuki user having changed direction would open the roof top door and dart down one of the stair cases. Though she would only descend about half way before she stopped. From here she could hear if someone were moving on the stairs above or coming from below. Thus making it the perfect place to sit and wait. So far no civilians had made any movement to leave the small block of apartments.

A gentle breath would escape her. What was she doing, then she recalled the cruelty. She recalled that spiteful bastard who was willing to kill a little girl. Resolve, hers would not waver. Melissa would tare through the base, she had warned them. Whomever stayed would bare the brunt of her wrath.