[This was an all too familiar setting. An all too familiar feeling. That feeling that death is definitely near by.
He didn't know how things came to be like this, but he definitely never thought he'd see even in his darkest nightmares of the sight of that familiar shade of purple matching with that familiar face. It was on instinct that he moved on closer to inspect what happened and see if the girl is alright.]
Why of all people did he have to show up? Sakura ceases up in fear and shouts out to him. She probably only has a few seconds of control over her own body at best but she'll make use of it.*
[Sadly, Shirou was not going to obey that. His mind was already made up when made his way over towards her. She was covered in blood and that uneasy feeling made him even more determined to at least be with her. The last thing he'll ever want is to have her blood mixed in with whatever or whoever's that was already spilled.]
*Sakura's expression changes in an instant and she rushes to Shirou to close the distance between the two. Her stoic face and mindless movements are nothing like the sweet Sakura that Shirou normally knows. Hopefully by now Shirou will be able to tell that the person in danger here is him.*
[That speed that closed in on him quickly caught him off guard. Before he knew it, Sakura was way closer to him as soon as his eyes registered everything. That immediately caused him step back in surprise but still, he was defenseless for the time being.]
[And sure enough, Shirou fell down to his back and landed hard on the ground. Taking a few seconds to recompose himself from the pain, Shirou's hands are immediately raised up to her shoulders and forcing her up and off of him. Although the struggle would be hard with her surprising inhuman strength that Shirou wasn't even aware of, he still pressed hard against her to keep her off him.]
[Blood began to seep from some scratch wounds she inflicted on his face and tore into his shirt. Letting out a pained and irritated growl, Shirou mustered up much of his strength as possible to push one shoulder and pull the other to use her own strength as momentum to reverse the positioning and roll over so that she is at the bottom and him at the top.]
*The tumble manages to knock Sakura in the head. She really doesn't react to it at first but once she's realized that there's blood seeping from her own head she'll dig into the wound and suck the blood off of her own hand. Her face is completely devoid of any emotion. If it isn't clear to Shirou that this isn't the Sakura he knows then there's no helping him.*
[Shirou's eyes went wide after seeing this. In shock, horror and mostly because of disbelief. Was... was this really happening?! He couldn't believe it. This has to be another one of Mayfield's sick occurrences. This has to be some sort of mind trick-- there's no way the Sakura he knew would be like this!
... but still. He can't just leave her. Not like this and definitely not alone. Even if it's just a trick, even if it was just a sick sadistic prank on this town's part to have him reminded of home, he didn't care. He eased his hold on Sakura and climbed off of her. But he didn't go anywhere else besides right next to her. He wasn't going to run away... that would be the last thing he would ever do to Sakura, fake or not. So instead, he'll reach out to her head and gently pet her.]
If you're the real Sakura or just a fake one this place made me think up, I don't care. I'm not going to abandon you.
*Sakura will be struggling out of his hold but Shirou is a man who has trained his body and Sakura is a frail girl. Even with her sick impulsive need to feed on him she won't be able to bite into him as long as he keeps a steady hold on her.*
*The convulsing has stopped now. She seems to be exhausted for the time being and has switched tactics. Sakura will now conserve her energy and wait for a chance to attack.*
He didn't know how things came to be like this, but he definitely never thought he'd see even in his darkest nightmares of the sight of that familiar shade of purple matching with that familiar face. It was on instinct that he moved on closer to inspect what happened and see if the girl is alright.]
S-Sakura?! Sakura, is that you?!
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Why of all people did he have to show up? Sakura ceases up in fear and shouts out to him. She probably only has a few seconds of control over her own body at best but she'll make use of it.*
Senpai! Please run away!
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Sakura, what happened?! Who did this to you?!
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Whoa! S... Sakura?
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Sakura! What are you doing?! It's me!
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[Blood began to seep from some scratch wounds she inflicted on his face and tore into his shirt. Letting out a pained and irritated growl, Shirou mustered up much of his strength as possible to push one shoulder and pull the other to use her own strength as momentum to reverse the positioning and roll over so that she is at the bottom and him at the top.]
Hey! Sakura! Snap out of it!
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... but still. He can't just leave her. Not like this and definitely not alone. Even if it's just a trick, even if it was just a sick sadistic prank on this town's part to have him reminded of home, he didn't care. He eased his hold on Sakura and climbed off of her. But he didn't go anywhere else besides right next to her. He wasn't going to run away... that would be the last thing he would ever do to Sakura, fake or not. So instead, he'll reach out to her head and gently pet her.]
If you're the real Sakura or just a fake one this place made me think up, I don't care. I'm not going to abandon you.
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Sakura... I'm sorry. This isn't right for you, but please understand that I'm not doing this because I want to hurt you.
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Her whole body will be failing now. It looks more like convulsing instead of struggling at this point.*
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S-Sakura! Sakura! Say something-- what's wrong?!
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*The convulsing has stopped now. She seems to be exhausted for the time being and has switched tactics. Sakura will now conserve her energy and wait for a chance to attack.*
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