Not the best of ideas (event)
Who: Sakura Kinomoto (underyourmaster)
Where: Someplace in the twists and turns of the suburbs.
When: 23rd September, 2006, 6:27pm.
Notes: Sakura's twisted her ankle (which I just decided right now. Yeah.) and has felt insolated for many a day, so has thus, snuck out. In a rather stumbly way, I may add. Comment and make Sakura feel like she has friends, or she'll wander the streets and get killed by her brother most likely.
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Sakura winced as she landed out of the window, waving to Mirror who was taking her place temprarily. Mirror nodded, and Sakura began to hobble away, sealing her wand and returning fly back to it's place. She had decided that being isolated for so long (plus the feeling of demons roaming around) was not a good way to live, and had ventured out into the streets with an injured ankle, none the less.
The wind swept at her feet, blowing her around as she toppled uneasily down the road. Why I am doing this, again? she thought, as she caught her foot on yet another object, causing another surge of pain to run through her leg. So absent in thought, she tripped, and landed on a passerby.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!" she said, as she landed in a heap next to.. whoever it was.
Where: Someplace in the twists and turns of the suburbs.
When: 23rd September, 2006, 6:27pm.
Notes: Sakura's twisted her ankle (which I just decided right now. Yeah.) and has felt insolated for many a day, so has thus, snuck out. In a rather stumbly way, I may add. Comment and make Sakura feel like she has friends, or she'll wander the streets and get killed by her brother most likely.
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Sakura winced as she landed out of the window, waving to Mirror who was taking her place temprarily. Mirror nodded, and Sakura began to hobble away, sealing her wand and returning fly back to it's place. She had decided that being isolated for so long (plus the feeling of demons roaming around) was not a good way to live, and had ventured out into the streets with an injured ankle, none the less.
The wind swept at her feet, blowing her around as she toppled uneasily down the road. Why I am doing this, again? she thought, as she caught her foot on yet another object, causing another surge of pain to run through her leg. So absent in thought, she tripped, and landed on a passerby.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!" she said, as she landed in a heap next to.. whoever it was.