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WHO: Okita Souji and you!
WHERE: Cabaret Club Sunshine / Black Lion Bakery / Park
WHEN: September 9 onwards.
WHAT: Sakura's moping at the perceived loss of her girlfriend to some alternate world bs. (Like with all sorrows, its only temporary.)
WARNINGS: Drinking, possible violence. Huge akitas.

Cabaret
[ Sakura's got her head down against the table in a booth somewhere in Majima's cabaret. In front of her looks to be a table full of appetisers as if to offset the giant bottle of sake she's got there. Beside her in the booth is a fancy looking wooden bokken in its sheathe as if it were her drinking companion.

She's not really one for drinking, but she understands it has its uses. ]

Stupid Aki...

[ she hiccups into her arms. The red tinge on her face may indicate that she's a little tipsy, but not completely gone. ]

I regret falling in love!

[ wails Sakura to the whole club, looking up with tears in her eyes. ]

Bakery

[ Sakura loves dogs - she can't place it, but she has a special affinity for them. Even if they are big, huge and somewhat spoiled.

During a nice, warm day she takes Akita Souji around for a walk. And when she's satisfied that Souji's gotten her daily dose of exercise, she takes her to the Black Lion Bakery so that she can get a snack and Souji can have a treat herself.

It's a great day for people watching and playing mobile games, so she idly taps the screen on her phone - half paying attention to it, but more gazing off into the distance and watching people. Occasionally she'll take a sip out of her coffee but she seems not entirely here.

Her dog on the other hand, is a floof of boundless energy and will happily go up to people, annoy them and generally look for pets. ]

Park

[ When she couldn't stand staying in her apartment when she wasn't at work, she heads to the park with her bokken and her gym uniform. The park lends itself to be a decent training locale because of the large open spaces. She wasn't going to hit any one, nobody found it particularly strange and she could practise her slices and strikes without interruption until she got tired.

She's going through the motions - her heart isn't really in any of the downward slashes she's doing, but each one is clean and precise. Sakura raises her sword, concentrates for a minute and stops before looking at her bag. Inside there was a real sword. She wasn't sure whether she was scared to use it, because now that the adrenaline had stopped coursing through her every time she used it, Sakura bordered on apprehensive. Who was she in a past life? There was no way that plain old Sakura Fujiwara would have -- ]

Guh --!

[ The memory hits her like a train - which was where she was in. The carriage was narrow and long, swaying ever so gently in the night. But the air was tense - Sakura had her sword raised as if primed to strike. She sensed danger.

At the other end of the carriage was a woman, floating in the air as if with some magic. She laughed imperiously, cackling as she pressed her advantage. The bullets on the ground and the matchlocks floating in the air next to her opponent seemed to suggest that she dodged a torrent of them heading her way. ]

One strike is all I need...

[ With a singlemindedness, Sakura dashed towards the other woman with her outstretched sword. She had to be fast, she had to strike while her opponent was revelling in their circumstance. There was no time to laugh!

She closed the distance with a lightness of being that she could barely get to grips with, like her feet barely made contact with the earth beneath her. The point of her sword inched forward and with one precise strike, she aimed straight and made contact!

Her opponent let out a strangled yell. Was she really not... expecting the strike?

What a fool.

Sakura pressed her advantage, she couldn't stop to breathe as she thrust the sword in deeper before --

She was back in the park?

She blinked.

Somehow she had sunk to her knees, clutching the sword as if her life depended on it. Her head was swimming as she was now keenly aware of her breathing, letting the air fill her lungs.

She couldn't move. Not yet. Her legs wouldn't let her. ]

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I dunno where she went! I just want her to come home and everything!

[ Sakura's on the verge of tears again, her eyes are looking a tad watery there. ]

Shhh, it's gonna be okay. I mean, not-Retrospec people remember that she exists, right?

[So she can't still be in 'unreality'.]

I guess... is that meant to be a good thing? I've started questioning everything happening ever since that app came in to my life.

It's a good thing. She can't be lost in unreality because those people were forgotten while they were gone. She'll come back.

[She has to, or else she'll make a liar out of him.]

[ Sakura processes this thought, sighs deeply and takes another drink out of her glass. ]

That makes me feel better... but also worse. Does that mean she hates me?

I don't think so. She probably just got sidetracked by something ridiculous, and when she comes back she'll tell you all about how she spent a month trying to find Recolle on a map.

[It'll be a funny story. They'll both laugh.]

[ There's a weak laugh, a nod. That totally sounds like something Aki would do, definitely. ]

That's super likely.

[ Sakura looks wistfully at her glass, then at Shuji. ]

Probably found something shiny, like a sword.

She'll bring it back with no preamble. Like 'hey look at what I've got'! And you'll be like 'you were gone for a month, you can't just bring back a sword and expect everything to be peaches!'

But it'll be a really cool sword, so you'll forgive her.

[She'd forgive her anyway, Shuji's pretty sure.]

...

[ She contemplated that. Would she forgive Aki if she just showed back with a sword and a wild story?

The answer: probably. And they'd laugh about it too. ]

Shuji-san...

[ And Sakura bursts into tears again. ]

Why is falling in love so painful but happy?

[Good tears? Please be good tears.]

I think... It's because you have to open yourself up to fall in love. So you can hurt more easily, but without that you'll never get that happiness.

[ Happy tears. She wipes them away from her eyes and smiles. ]

You're so wise... you should be an author or something. Or run a column.

My first book's coming along really well.

[...even if it's about moral relativism in space and not relationship advice.]

Feeling a little better?

Ah, I didn't know you were actually writing a book.

[ Pause. ]

Wait a minute, does that mean you're actually someone famous?!

[ Judging by Sakura's reaction, she's definitely a lot better. ]

[Good! This is way more fun to talk about than missing girlfriends.]

I don't know about famous yet, but I have had my stories published in magazines before.

So that totally means you're gonna be famous.

[ Sakura nods eagerly. ]

I mean you carry yourself like a celeb anyway... so when you get screaming fangirls ripping your clothes don't be surprised.

Screaming fangirls... I mean! Of course I'm going to be famous, that was obvious!

[He's going to freak the hell out if anyone actually tries ripping his clothes.]

Sorry, would you prefer screaming fanboys?

I don't want anyone besides my boyfriend to rip off my clothes!

[...he also doesn't want to think about Mista doing that while he's in public, but too late.]

Oh...

[ Whoops. You can see the giant sweatdrop forming on Sakura's forehead. ]

Uhhh I'm sure you won't have any screaming fans who want to tear off your clothing then! Maybe you'll have respectful ones that know their boundaries!

[ sorry shuji she's just waaay too used to her own small legion of fans who are... pervs on occasion to say the least ]

Maybe I'll be one of those celebrities who never makes public appearances...

[He wants to be famous and respected, but: boundaries.]

It's okay Shuji-san... I'll still be your friend either way.

[ She reaches for the sake bottle and holds it up to him. ]

Drink?

I really shouldn't drink our stock when I'm not supposed to...

[Which is generally all the time, given that his job is the finance stuff and not talking to customers.]

But I bought it and I want you to enjoy it with me!

[ pouts Sakura, as she holds an empty glass in the other hand

If you've already paid for it, I guess it's okay.

[Pours himself a glass...]

[ Once Shuji finishes, she pours her own glass and raises it towards him. ]

Cheers!

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