[center][img]https://images-ext-2.discordapp.net/external/ykMJ2vk1ilQp8QV1z-CruoKZw5xQwX4ZKW50d7a4Fwg/%3Fcb%3D20190222195549/https/vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/fantendo/images/f/f1/Sakura_Spirit.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/340?width=138&height=300[/img] [h3][color=fff79a]Kasugano Sakura[/color][/h3]
Level 2: 2/20
Location: Hamlet's produce place
Word Count: 516
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance--- Level 2: 3/20 [/center]

	Sakura helped guide Ryu back to town. When he was left at the guild master's healing place, she waved at him as she left. [color=fff79a]"Bye, Ryu-san! I'll fight you once you're feeling better!"[/color] She offered excitedly, unaware that they already had fought.

	Then Sakura followed Curly around town. She had seen some of these people before, but not while she was Sakura. Not, Sakura Sakura, anyway. She was under it's spell. If she was herself, she would have been trying to find people to help her find her family, or defeat that Galeem thing. At the very least she would have asked what the heck was going on! She tried to sift through her memories, but it was like they belonged to somebody else. A Sakura that looked, sounded, acted like her, but there was something missing. It was creepy. She remembered seeing herself in reflections, seeing her dull red eyes, and not thinking anything of it. Not really 'thinking' at all.

	Sakura waved and said brief hi's and hello's to everyone that Curly did, trailing behind her as she investigated the town. Sakura liked Curly already, but she was a woman on a mission, clearly, so they didn't have much time to chat. There were all kinds of colorful characters that she would love to get to know. There were more stories and histories here than anywhere in the world. The people in this town looked like they weren't from Earth, or at least, not her Earth. Like from an alternate reality, a different world. It was amazing, and awe-inspiring. It made Sakura feel insignificant, but in a good kind of way. It was humbling.

	But as time went on, and she saw more and more of the townsfolk, saw their dull red eyes, she thought about herself. How she wasn't really herself. They all seemed friendly enough, but the young woman slowly began to feel uncomfortable. Were all these people under Galeem's spell? Was her family under Galeem's spell, somewhere? Like puppets? Sakura's smile faded and she clutched her arms to her chest. Were these 'amazing adventurer' people also going to be under Galeem's influence? She wanted to go back to Ryu already, but not for the reasons she usually did. It felt like was surrounded not by people, but life-like drawings of people.

	Finally they made it to their destination, and Sakura was greatly relieved to see the person Curly had in mind was free of Galeem's influence like she was. She smiled and then glanced around at everyone else. Michael could see the concern on her face.

	[color=fff79a][i]Are these people the enemy? Would they want to kill me if said or did something against Galeem? What is Galeem? Who is this old guy? I guess I should start asking questions but...I don't want to say the wrong thing.[/i][/color]

	Sakura looked up at the older gentlemen, looked back at Curly and realised she had the floor. [color=fff79a]"Uh, uh...hello, sir. Is...is it safe to talk, here?"[/color] She asked nervously, quietly, trying to get her meaning across without explicitly stating it.