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The third, but final housemate of hers, who she only finally meets in the kitchen. Sakura returned from shopping and begins cooking, the only thing she feels she can do in this situation. From behind her, she senses eyes and turns her head about to see a beautiful woman. Something about her is very different, but she can’t pinpoint what it is. Regardless, she must make a kind first impression, and perhaps she might be able to share the meal she’s cooking?
“Um... hello. My name is Sakura... I hope we get along! If you’re hungry, lunch should be ready soon.”
I went to see the premiere today and drew sakura on my phone while in the hell merch line :’)
@sanctummilitis
“...Oh. So you’re here too, Saber.” She can’t hide the disappointment in her voice seeing the familiar blonde. After all, not very long ago they were back in their world, the Holy Grail War in motion, and she was wholly responsible for Shirou’s dangerous position. So she assumed, and thus her being in Shirou’s company brought about her own discomfort and insecurity. “Is... Senpai here with you?”
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@advancedai
A familiar sight takes her attention - no, not familiar, but a visage she knows well herself. Violet hair, similarly purple eyes, and everything head to toe matching her own appearance, whoever this is... must be one of the people who brought her here, no doubt. Not that Sakura has any proof, but surely only someone so twisted to steal and mock her appearance almost identically would have to be the same individual who thought to leave her here from Fuyuki. Being one of the few out on Star Trail at that moment, the young woman calls out to the mirrored individual, fearing not what may come of this; it’s a now or never opportunity to tackle this problem head-on.
“Who are you?”
storchritter:
“Ah!” Barely managing, the homunculus pushed the shopping cart she’d been lent to the top of the hill. She’d needed a way to get her groceries back, not being too far from her townhouse. But she slipped near the top of the hill, and the cart went rolling down at high speeds, and… OOPS.
Hit a pedestrian. They look okay at least!
On the way home from a day of wandering, she’s left aimless and no more confused than her first day in Spirale. The townhouse section seems to go on forever, Sakura only just entering the area, almost like clockwork she repeats this cycle in hopes this is a temporary place of existence. Believing this very well may be it for her, to continue on here for the rest of her days... Snapping her from mundane thoughts is the shaking of the ground, a rattling metallic noise - headed straight for her.
Her eyes widen at a grocery store cart filled with such items, reacting to move just a moment too late, hitting her and knocking her on her rear, but the cart stops just nearby her. How did a cart stray this far from a market? Who would leave their food like this? Sakura is quite sure she’ll be sore for the next few days, but the wonder of this stray cart takes precedence over her concern for herself. “What... is this...?” Pale white hair catches her sight, a small girl coming her way. “Is that... your cart?”
Sakura Matou: Spark Notes (And Relatively Spoiler-Free) Version!
Sweetest kouhai type of a girl. The hard worker who has a hard time accepting compliments. When she does accept compliments, she relishes in pride over the things she is great at doing!
Suffers a lot on the inside, for many reasons, but puts on a brave face and endures situations as they come.
She likes cooking, and is great at it! If she likes you, she will cook for you.
Sakura’s on the shy side, but once she gets to know people she shows more of herself, most particularly her stubborn and prideful sides. She truly is a caring friend.
Please be her friend.
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@fennid
It doesn’t take long for Sakura to discover she is not the only one to occupy this house, but rather is one of four, so after acquainting herself with the layout of the place and the girl she met first, she can’t help but feel overwhelmed, to say the least. The young girl decides a good place to take time for herself would be the balcony she spotted during her self-guided tour, although she opens the door and then sees something peculiar among her sights: a man. Although she senses something different about this man, she forces her best smile for these awkward circumstances; this must be another one of the housemates, right?
“I’m sorry for the intrusion, it seems that we’ll be living together here. My name is Sakura... I hope we get along!”
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A taxi brings her to an unfamiliar house, calling it her home, and more or less pushing her to the doorstep and out of the cab, disappearing almost immediately. Townhouse 266, they said, so it must be. The lavender-haired girl collects herself, ensuring this is the correct place, and timidly entering through the doorway. It’s too nice of a home to have to herself, she thinks, as the place looks very new and big. The silly toy bow-and-arrow set is clutched between her hands, cautiously taking in her new surroundings.
A small gasp escapes her upon turning around at the sound of footsteps, dropping the item she held as a result. The blonde girl before her looks perplexed, although it’s an understandable reaction if a total stranger just up and entered your home.
“I’m so sorry! I didn’t know this was your house! They told me I live here, so I came in...”
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@pendanto
Oh, and just as if her situation couldn’t be more dire.
Truth be told, the sight before her is somehow comforting, although the ingrained words of forget you ever had a sister or mother haunt her, the reminder of the world she left behind causing her to flinch. All alone here in such a strange place, she has nothing but the echoes of trauma hanging about her, a persistent hangup, leaving her wondering if she’d ever see home or anything like it again - but standing before her is such a thing. It pains her to think of her sister - the one she felt abandoned her all this time - being here, although she was quite sure the magus was well and capable of handling herself, unlike Sakura. Her eyes widened in reaction, initially, but worry for their overall situation and insecurity over her sister can’t help but show on her face, turning away ever so slightly.
“Senpai...”
“I didn’t know you were here as well...”
Here is Sakura Matou, applying as reserved! Application is under /app.
Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Sakura!
You will be housed in TOWNHOUSE 266.
You will be given a hug. You will also be given a toy bow and arrow. Imaginary numbers can be used up to three times per day day to imprison a target for up to five minutes.
– mod altair.
How do you do, fellow kids?
JK JK hi! It’s Kuri (who plays Cardia currently) and I’m back at it with best girl Sakura. I don’t have much to say for a personal bit, but you can reference back here if you want to know a bit about me. I’m a bit shy around these things as it’s been some time since I’ve dabbled in mfrp. Per usual I’ll put out an ad and whatnot, but please let me know if you’d like to thread - thank you! ♥
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