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[color=f49ac2]Sakura Level 9: 49/90[/color] 
[color=fff200]Karin Level 5: 44/50[/color] 
Location: City of Glass
Word Count: short 
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance--- [color=f49ac2]Sakura Level 9: 50/90[/color]
[indent][color=fff200]Karin Level 5: 45/50 [/color][/indent] [/center]

	
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[color=f49ac2]”You don’t look that much older than me…”[/color] Sakura complained mostly to herself in regards to Giovanna’s comment. If getting more mature meant getting numb to injustice, then maybe Sakura would just stay naive. Not that she was some big hero or whatever, but…still. If she didn’t care about fighting for what she thought was right, she wouldn’t have come along.

Karin set a hand on Sakura’s shoulder. [color=fff200]”The injustice is-” [/color]

[color=f49ac2]”Oooh no! I don’t want to hear anything about that from you. You own your own freakin’ private mountain in the middle of Japan!”[/color] Sakura said, waggling her finger in the air. 

 [color=fff200]”But that’s my estate. I thought you said you understood that part? I can have a big house. I’m rich.”[/color] Karin replied.

[color=f49ac2]”Yeah but, man, your house is bigger than my entire neighborhood. ANd it’s not even your only house!”[/color] Sakura said.

[color=fff200]”...Well, this is all besides the point. We have to focus on the task at hand.”[/color] Karin said. [color=fff200]”Besides…I definitely deserve it.”[/color]
	Later, Karin walked into the City of Glass with the other pass users. Even if she didn’t fit the look exactly, she carried the aura of someone who would rip apart anyone who dared question her presence. The city was impressively built, though as Geralt pointed out, it lacked any natural beauty. 

	[color=fff200]”Spot on. That’s why I had a mountain built within my property. Nothing can beat the beauty of the natural world!”[/color] She said proudly, somehow.

	Once in the bathroom, Sakura came out. Perhaps she didn’t get the memo entirely, because she was still in her headband and fighting gloves. The suit fit her short but athletic frame nicely, however. She was wearing black slacks, a black suit, and a white long sleeved undershirt. But again, the white headband and fighting gloves might have been a bit of a give away. 

	[color=f49ac2]”My dad would be so proud if he could see me now.”[/color] Sakura remarked wryly. 

	[color=fff200]”No longer a thuggish street fighter. An upstanding member of society.”[/color] Karin responded, suave. 

	Sakura squinted, shielding her eyes from the sun. [color=f49ac2]”This place is hard to look at.”[/color] She said. That was when she saw Tora, all by himself, and her face fell all over again. He was so sad! With a sigh, she adjusted the cufflinks of her new shirt and steeled herself. If they were going to save Peach and Poppi, they would just have to keep pushing forward.

	Karin rubbed her chin as Geralt brought up his plan. Midna’s too. Sakura looked pretty concerned. [color=f49ac2]”Uuh...geez. I guess if we have to steal, we could. Are we really that broke?”[/color] She said. [color=f49ac2]”What if we just asked really nicely?”[/color] She wondered aloud. 

	Then Sakura walked, no, practically skipped, towards the pier. Much to Karin’s chagrin. 

	Sakura would open up to any stranger with a boat with a polite bow, her hands at her sides. [color=f49ac2]”Pleased to meet you! Me and my friends need to get across the river. Could you help us? Or point us in the direction of a ferry?”[/color] If someone refused, she’d just say ‘thanks’ and move right along to the next person! It was one of her go-to problem solving skills. When she began her fighting journey she just ran around town looking for strong people to ask to fight out of the blue.