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 Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:42 pm
Sakura's JournalThe stories we spin and weave. A dusty journal left on a desk. Spiders seem to love making webs, as if attracted to the book itself. A cherry blossom petal is left next to it oddly enough. Never withering away.
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:43 pm
Special Dates
XX May 10
Returned to the Academy. Why do people seem to act like they know me?
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:44 pm
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:45 pm
Friends/Acquaintances Reference Key Mortal Enemy/Enemy/Unfriendly/Neutral(Haven't Met)/Friend/Best Friend/Relationship
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:46 pm
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:47 pm
Gifts/Possessions
Cherry Blossom Petal
This item feels important to me... though, it doesn't shrivel up and die. Maybe its my good luck charm?
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:49 pm
Powers/Magics
Third Eye (Level 2)
Sakura can sense things behind her. Rarely acts as a sixth sense, informing her of some accident that might occur in a few seconds.
Defy Gravity (Level 3)
Sakura is able to climb upon walls of varying textures. Requires her bare hand however. Can be knocked off with ease. Can also fall from high places without hurting herself.
Webbing (Level 3)
It is unknown where the webbing comes from, however, Sakura can use it to bind unwitting targets. However, while it may be sticky, its really about as strong as cotton thread.
Poison (Level 1)
Poison is produced in Sakura's fangs and lips. A good bite will always inject a good amount of weak poison (A fever at best), while a simple kiss in the right areas can produce the same result. Yet, the poison in her lips seem to be tied in with a certain emotion.
Resistances
Insects/Wilderness
Sakura doesn't mind getting down and dirty. Plus, bugs don't seem to want to bite her at all for some reason.
(To be unlocked!)
Dark Places
Sakura is more comfortable in dark places, and can see better as well.
Weaknesses
Fire
Fire doesn't suit well for someone who's affiliated with insects, and used to be attuned to plant-life.
Water
Swimming isn't Sakura's easiest task
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:50 pm
-Reserved #8-
[Sakura's Room]
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:51 pm
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:53 pm
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 8:14 pm
Sakura had no clue about what had happened to her life. At least, before she found herself awake in a shed. Covered in dust, webs both aged and new, and a small cherry blossom petal nestled next to her. She couldn't help but blink as she pulled herself up. Thoughts completely blank as she began to set herself up. Hands against the hall as she pressed her legs to get up. Spiders running across her leg, and oddly enough, she didn't mind it. Though, it didn't take long for the bugs to be too scared to remain on her. Her body turning to look down at the leaf. Staring at it, before bending down to grab it. Tucking it inside her pocket. It was hers, and she liked the color.
Though, it didn't take long for her to begin to hear noises from outside. Interesting appearing within her head as she began to excitely walk. Not wanting to risk running as she made her way up to the door. Opening it, and pausing in awe. The blue sky, a dirt road, an endless field of grass. It was quite a bit to take in too soon. As just as quickly as the door had been opened. It was shut. The pink haired girl pressing her back against the door as she slid down. Eyes peeled against the ground as she began to play with the dirt. Questions filling her mind, though, she didn't seem to have any idea. Biting her lip, looking around the dark large decrepit wood building she was in. Well, it felt nice, like home.
At least, until the door had been opened again. Sakura turning to look, finding a tall figure to be there. Apparently having caught her when she briefly looked down. She did her best to scatter off as quickly as she could, but the attempt was useless.
"Stop sweetie," It was a soft, feminine voice. Sakura's blue eyes staring down the older woman before her. Scared as she began to look for a way out. Though, she only moved closer. Until finally, a small hug was given to her. It took for a moments for the hug to settle in, before it was returned.
"Let me get you home and cleaned up," It was a soft comment, though, she could only remain silent. Following the other woman as she was let out of the building, which turned out to be an abandoned barn. Led off to an vehicle that seemed about half the age of the woman she was with. Though, she couldn't really say much. Nothing seemed to make much sense right now. And she waited, sitting int he car silently. When questioned by the elderly woman, she could only turn to look up.
"Where are your parents?"
Silence
"Have you eaten?"
"I... I don't know,"
"Do you have a name?"
"..." It took awhile for her to think. Her hand reaching into her own pocket. Pulling out the leaf, before turning her attention back up to the woman, "Sakura," It was all she could say as the car's motor continued to rumble on.
"Oh.. you look like one of those silly character my grandson watches all the time," Sakura was lost by what she had said, and the silence spoke for her. "I'll take care of you, don't worry,"
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Posted: Wed May 12, 2010 6:49 pm
Finding herself in the new home was about as uncomfortable as one might be. Especially when you woke up, liking the darkness of where you had once been, and with no recollection of yourself. Nothing had changed, during the long drive from near the city, to on the outskirts, the old woman who had decided to take care of Sakura letting herself be known as "Nanny,". It was odd, having someone that you had to talk to. Who questioned every little possible facet of information.
Parents?
None.
Family?
Again none.
It wasn't that she didn't have any, its just that she didn't know she even had any. Which was just about as good as having your parents dead and forgotten. Though, the drive would soon come to a close. The city far away, with nothing but open land to look forward to. A large farmland, tended by a company. The woman owned the land, and the company rented it from her. Simple deal, no complaints even.
And coming up close, she would find herself being introduced to a boy, Joseph. Teenager, in school. Looked slightly older than she herself did. Though, as far as ages went, she was hardly a few months old. The other, 14 years. Still, what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them. Ignorance was bliss after all.
Coming home, she was shown all parts of the house. The small family room which 'Nanny' seemed to spend quite a bit of time at. A kitchen that had a wonderful view of the land she owned. And a staircase which led to the second floor. Nanny's room, Joseph's, and then a spare bedroom. Though, Joseph's older brother had moved out a year ago, so the room remained empty. Well, at least prior to her arrival. It was hers, as much as she would have preferred to be left alone. Rather wanting to explore where she was at. Find out more about what was going on. She was still quiet, refusing as much to open up. Much to her surprise though, when alone and left to explore the house, she managed to find the attic.
A nice, dark, dusty enclosure. She seemed to smile upon its discovery. Headed up the staircase, and pulling it along with her once she got up. Finding it much more suitable to her wants. Preferring it even to the room she was offered. It didn't take much for her to fall asleep up there. Even if the woman would start calling out for her soon. Oh well, life could wait a bit longer.
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Posted: Wed May 12, 2010 7:51 pm
Nothing was worse than being woken up hardly 20 minutes into a nap. And if that wasn't bad enough, being tugged and pulled on wasn't the greatest thing in the world, especially when it was that kid Joseph. Her eyes slowly opening, staring down the boy as she slowly pulled herself up.
"Hey" He responded, looking at her. Pulling back slightly as Sakura began to stir. Pulling herself off the dusty floor, "Grandma wants you to clean up before dinner,"
Sakura remained silent still. Pulling herself up, moving herself back onto her, "Fine," Was her only response as she began to head downstairs to get herself cleaned. Oddly enough, knowing what to do as far as everything went. Yet, though, the boy was slightly worried. Noting about how oddly she was acting. His grandmother hadn't brought anything about her up though. Instead, moving away to grab a set of clothes for her to wear. Something that would work for the time being. They'd need to buy her some clothes later on.
The day would roll along just fine however. Sakura showering, getting dressed in overly large clothes, and moving in towards the kitchen. Just in time for dinner. Mashed potatoes, pot roast, corn. It was good, but she couldn't help but eat slowly. Keeping calm as she thought though the recent day. She could listen to the two talking, as if she didn't exist for the moment. If she wanted to start talking, she would. They wouldn't force her to. Especially if she wasn't biting on.
Still, they did their best to be nice to her. Setting up her bed, placing a small TV into it and making sure she'd be comfortable until the weekend when they would have more time. However, when she was finished with her plate. She would get up quietly. Cleaning up her plate, and then headed off. "Going to sleep," Sakura muttered, both of them looking rather unnerved by her actions. But, perhaps, she's warm up sooner or later. Maybe she was just uncomfortable with just being around them.
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Posted: Sun May 16, 2010 6:54 pm
It had taken a long month for Sakura to get acquainted with the small family of two. In that time, she had begun to move up into the attic, her bed remaining empty, and a good number of her belongings missing. Her closet still contained her clothes, and there was still a small TV, but she preferred staying up in the attic.
And amusingly so, the complains of spiders in the house had disappeared, along with that any flies that seemed to have found its way. It was odd to see, but whenever she came out, covered in cob webs, she could only say she was playing.
But yet, sitting in her attic. Her hands looking over a small rubber ball she had taken from a paddle-ball. She couldn't help but want to practice her odd talent. Her hands moving around, webbing weaving around the pink ball, soon turning completely white. Wrapped around as if it were a yarn ball. Yet, when she turned around, Joseph had been looking directly at her. In shock, unable to speak a word.
It didn't take much for Sakura to snap. Jumping up, taking him down and pinning him. Her eyes staring into his, glaring at him, silently threatening him about what he had seen.
"Hey, Sak! Stop it!" He cried out, budging against her, but all it took was a kiss to his neck. Poison traveling directly into his neck, up through his artery, before watching him pass out.
He would wake up, on the bed with a high fever. Sakura standing by, his grandmother obviously worried. She was quiet, doing everything she could to remain there with a straight face.
"What happened?" Joseph could only asked, his grandmother responding to his question with, "Sakura said you passed out in front of her,"
He looked up to her, confused between what had been reality, and what might have been just a dream. Though, it was hard to tell, especially with word of that that closed academy unleashing its angels and demons on the world. Odd things they were, but Sakura didn't possess those wings that signified it. So... maybe he was having an overactive imagination. That must have been it.
"Rest up dear," Joseph's grandmother spoke, and then two were left alone. A small grin forming on Sakura's face as she moved in up close to him, "Keep quiet about it." She could only remark, a hand on his cheek, a spider crawling along her arm. Slowly down to his face. Of course, something like this would disturb him greatly.
"Ok! Ok!" He was quick to reply, almost loudly as she pulled her arm back. Reaching to grab the small insect, letting it crawl back towards her shirt.
And with that, she walked away silently. Headed back into the attic to continue practicing, hopefully undisturbed by the boy or his grandmother.
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Posted: Mon May 17, 2010 6:31 pm
Given more time to become accustomed to the oddities Sakura possessed, it didn't take long for Joseph to learn to cope with it. Then again, being perpetually in fear of her wouldn't exactly be the healthiest thing one might choose. So, in the end, he chose to just live with it. After all, at least the spiders and bugs have been disappearing from the house.
"How'd you get up there?" Joseph couldn't help but ask, not staring at the pink haired girl sitting up, looking up at the sky as if she were lost.
"Climbed."
Haha, very funny, "No, really, how did you get up there without a ladder?"
It didn't take much for her to show off again. Hopping off the two story building and landing, acting as if it were nothing but a quick slide down a small ledge. He was shocked, amazed at the latest trick she had pulled out of her never ending bag.
"H-how in the world!?" Joseph asked, Sakura only able to shrug in response. She thought she was normal as the other boy she was with... aside from the webbing, poisoning, and climbing up surfaces.
"Would you stop acting like that? Its not the first time you've seen me do something 'weird'", and that was true. Though, she could only head off. Moving away from the boy, wanting to be alone.
"H-hey! Wait!" He cried out, rushing up to catch up towards her. Only to be stopped and she turned around, almost giving him a glare again. He was starting to annoy her again, "Why do you keep on acting so evil to me?"
"Evil? You just keep on trying to go out of the way to annoy me,"
"Annoy!? No, you're just always off doing your own thing! Grandma doesn't want you to hide in that attic all day!"
There was a brief pause. Sakura scratching her arm while she glanced down at the grass, "I... I just feel off," The boy looked more than intrigued at the whole thing. Interested, wondering if he might find out about her past. Was she some sort of odd genetic experiment? Bitten by a radioactive spider, or lord knows what else might have happened.
"Feel off?" He inquired further.
"I can't... I don't," She was beginning to tense up, "I just don't know. I just... I just feel I'm not me," It was the only way she could honestly explain it. And he couldn't help but look down, slightly ashamed he had to work her up like this to just get that information out.
"Nothing?"
"Nothing."
And yet, he decided he might be brave enough to try and move in to give her a hug, only to end up on the ground as quick as ever, "And no," She could only explain, headed back towards the house, climbing it with nothing but her own bare hands, and relaxing on the roof again. Looking at the sunset ahead, "Let me know when dinner's ready!"
Well, at least he had figured a bit more out
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