Sakura - Seventh Dream
A bustling downtown cityscape, recognizable to some as Hong Kong. It's busy, but there seems nothing out of the ordinary about this plain little bar on the corner...
...until a figure gets smashed through the window with a loud crash of shattered glass. The figure is followed by one Sakura Kasugano, dressed in blue jeans and a brown leather jacket. She poses heroically, and when she speaks, it seems as if her voice is being ... dubbed. It's still her speaking, though it doesn't quite sync up with her mouth movements.
"My name is Sakura Kasugano! I will avenge my family! There are none in this world who can stop me!"
She turns, poses again, and begins to run into the sunset... before she hears a noise. It isn't the wailing yell of a posse of henchmen, it isn't the shrill cry of a police siren, it isn't the crack of gunfire - no, it's a plaintive little meowl.
Sakura looks down at her feet to see a tiny white kitten looking up at her. It meows again.
"Awww," Sakura coos, crouching down and reaching out to scratch at the little cat's head. "You're a cute little guy, aren't you? You lost? Are you looking for someone?" Another mewl in response; it seems to be shaking its head.
She reaches to scoop it up, holding the furry creature to her chest and beaming. "Come on, I think I have some string you can play with! That's way more fun than revenge!" And so she jogs off - in the other direction from the cinematic sunset.
*She rolls over, kind of smiling. Aww, that was a cute kitten.*
...until a figure gets smashed through the window with a loud crash of shattered glass. The figure is followed by one Sakura Kasugano, dressed in blue jeans and a brown leather jacket. She poses heroically, and when she speaks, it seems as if her voice is being ... dubbed. It's still her speaking, though it doesn't quite sync up with her mouth movements.
"My name is Sakura Kasugano! I will avenge my family! There are none in this world who can stop me!"
She turns, poses again, and begins to run into the sunset... before she hears a noise. It isn't the wailing yell of a posse of henchmen, it isn't the shrill cry of a police siren, it isn't the crack of gunfire - no, it's a plaintive little meowl.
Sakura looks down at her feet to see a tiny white kitten looking up at her. It meows again.
"Awww," Sakura coos, crouching down and reaching out to scratch at the little cat's head. "You're a cute little guy, aren't you? You lost? Are you looking for someone?" Another mewl in response; it seems to be shaking its head.
She reaches to scoop it up, holding the furry creature to her chest and beaming. "Come on, I think I have some string you can play with! That's way more fun than revenge!" And so she jogs off - in the other direction from the cinematic sunset.
*She rolls over, kind of smiling. Aww, that was a cute kitten.*