punches: (gonna need a spark to ignite)
春野サクラ ❁ sᴀᴋᴜʀᴀ ʜᴀʀᴜɴᴏ ([personal profile] punches) wrote in [community profile] estoria2015-03-28 02:17 am

but your numbers are dwindling now; (SEMI-OPEN)

Who: [personal profile] Sakura & others.
When: December 9 - 10, pretty much everything the day of and after her arrival.
Where: Residential District, Entertainment District, Shopping District, & The Research & Technology District aka pretty much everywhere.
What: Getting used to everything so she's not completely out of her element, Sakura spends the next couple days avoiding sleepovers and spam messages in favor of catching up with those from home.
Rating/Warning: PG13


Feel free to tag any of the open top-levels if you want to develop CR or message me for a closed prompt of your own.
snakebait: (jiiiii)

a!

[personal profile] snakebait 2015-03-29 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ...Well that isn't he's used to seeing. He looks between her and the water, then bends down to touch it. It gives obvious ripples. Huh. ]

How're you doing that?
snakebait: (unnnnn)

[personal profile] snakebait 2015-04-06 09:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ He understood like half of that. Or something. ]

Chakra?

[ No, this is totally strange, lady. ]
snakebait: (jiiiii)

[personal profile] snakebait 2015-04-20 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
I have no idea what that is.

So how do you do it?
snakebait: (hot)

[personal profile] snakebait 2015-04-24 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ O-old? Okay, so he knows he's still alive when he was supposed to die, but he's only 20 years old.

Slightly grumpy now. ]


I'm not sure anymore.
cordated: (WASH.)

b!

[personal profile] cordated 2015-04-02 02:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Whether unconscious or not, his eyes are trained on Sakura as leisurely strolls up at a ninety-degree angle, her ramrod-straight spine perpendicular with the trunk with an instinctive finesse — something felt rather than seen, something bizarre he can't pinpoint that draws his attention better than the amusement park ever did (although it might've just been the fear talking, as he'd been plenty mesmerized shrieking his head off in the ferris wheel and funhouse, respectively). Coming to a standstill mid-step, Makoto remains stationary, rooted at the spot until she pauses mid-climb to wave, and he takes the opportunity to cup his hands around his mouth and call out to her. ]

... Wow, that's really neat! How did you do that?

[ It's not exactly a helpless shrug, but he affects the nuances of one, head bobbing and eyes blown wide. ]

Are you practicing for a magic show of some sort?
cordated: (DRIZZLE.)

nbd!! pick-up/drop as necessary, i hope your hiatus went well

[personal profile] cordated 2015-04-24 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's incredulous as it is, watching her defy the laws of physics with the sweeping ease of a tightrope walker fixed in the art of balance, but he's even more stumped by her complete insouciance. Momentarily fizzling out of nothing but plain bewilderment before his eyes widen considerably as he stares at her feet before refocusing his gaze, like he half-expects her to sprout wings and glide into the air. ]

Wait, you mean you're actually doing that? There aren't any tricks?