[center][img]https://images-ext-2.discordapp.net/external/fZv15t9Fw2BI1yHv6wbRpEsDJe3i6kfCt0KJSLw18lk/https/i.imgur.com/ZWgywgL.png?width=173&height=300[/img] [h3][color=fff79a]Kasugano Sakura[/color][/h3]
Level 2: 6/20
Location: Flying Island, meeting the main group
Word Count: 832
Points Gained: 2
New EXP Balance--- Level 2: 8/20 [/center]

	Sakura held on tight to the dragon's claws wrapped around her body. She couldn't help but look down every once in a while. The alternative was screwing her eyes shut and constantly reminding herself she doesn't have a fear of heights. The good news is, this present danger was a nice distraction to the overall strangeness of her situation. Fortunately, Sakura's overall airheadedness and penchant for adventure made her a perfect fit for this new world. Kei would probably be having a mental breakdown about the implications of all this. 

	Plus...thinking about it too hard wouldn't help anyone. It would just slow her down. Accepting her reality at face value and going along with, continuing to try and do good, was her best course of action. 

	So, she held on tight, occasionally giddily glancing down at the varied environments below her to feel a pit form in her stomach for the thrill of it. Despite everything, this was a new and exciting chapter of her life. Sakura was eager to explore. She was ready to fight, and meet other fighters. Make new friends and learn new things.

	Soaring over mountain ranges and rivers in a dragon's claw. This was literally the stuff little kids dream about. The only pesky issue was that existential threat to all the free will in the multiverse. Mym spotted the group of adventurers before she did, and begun to pitch downward. At first she thought it might be some kind of optical illusion, but the whole island was suspended in mid air. It was an incredible sight. However, she also really wanted to get to know the people she was going to be travelling with.

	 Sakura narrowed her eyes at the electic group, trying to make out some of the details. They were a colorful bunch, big and small and of all shapes and sizes. Some of them even seemed like giant monsters, but Sakura already learned with Mym that anything can be like anything no matter what they look like.

	As Euden and Mym came in for a landing with Sakura along for the ride, they brought her down slowly as to not crush her to death immediately. [color=fff79a]"Thank you Mym, thanks Euden! Thanks for the ride![i] Arigato![/i]"[/color] She thanked her travelling companions quite redundantly as she dropped to the ground.

	Sakura stumbled for a moment as she was released and jogged forward. Coming to a stop, her heels skidded along the grass for a moment. Everyone, it seemed, had set up camp.

	Her big brown eyes were wide and her dark brown hair was all tossed up, messy, and wind-whipped. The late teenager stood at average height with an unusually athletic build for someone her age. A bandana with long white strips trailed behind her in the wind. She was wearing a japanese sailor outfit for girls, a seifuku. It seemed to be a little undersized, because really it was just aesthetic covering for her real outfit underneath. A red cropped gym top, red shorts, big red fighting gloves, and big red sneakers was underneath her sailor outfit and was the true core of her character. The student look seemed to be a flimsy facade, easily displaced to see the modern street warrior underneath. As if at moment's notice she could tear the student outfit off, fling into the wind, and drop down into 100 push ups. Which, of course, she literally had done one time, but her mom wasn't happy about having to buy a new outfit.


	Either way, Sakura was not put off by the daunting task of first impressions. She was already finding her footing in this new world. The real best thing, though, was that not a single one of them had the spooky red eyes of Galeem. They were all themselves!

	[color=fff79a][i]"Yoroshiku onegaishimasu!"[/i][/color] She declared, slapping her hands to her sides and bowing respectfully. The greeting was a habit, but hopefully the message she was trying to convey was universal. Upon realising that it might not be, she stood up straight and tried the American way. Everyone here seemed to speak English, or something like it, it was kind of hard to tell.

	[color=fff79a]"Hello, everyone! My name is Sakura, and...I'm here to help!"[/color] She said proudly, striking a 'heroic' pose and a big, toothy smile. She had a japanese accent, but when you're a street fighter like her, it's important to get mastery over a few different languages. Especially English.

	[color=fff79a]"I'm looking forward to getting to know...everyone!"[/color] She exclaimed, her eyes glancing. She seemed especially interested in the non-traditionally human members of the group, giant turtles, fox people, dragon people, more robots! A bear and a bird! A really old looking guy! In the end, though, no one could avoid Sakura's curious, gregarious gaze. 

	[color=fff79a]"Is there uh, a leader or something I should talk too first?"[/color] She asked. It was impossible for her to put together any sort of hierarchy on first glance, and she didn't want to make any more wrong assumptions.