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-You're going to trip, doing that.

[ Like... just saying.

She says it lightly but scoldingly as she tries to get up closer to her again. ]

[Wonderful advice but Sakura isn't biting or responding... at all. She's no athlete, but she's fit enough to keep up the pace for a while, continuing to avoid Elda as best she can.

Going as far as to veer straight into the street.

It is a good thing there are no cars so far.]

[ Yeah but see like...???

This is either rude or she's really out of it and either way? Elda's snapping a little, giving her one more warning in the form of: ]

Hey, girl! Pay attention!

[Sakura's not aware enough to hear the meaning of Elda's warning; all she processes is tone, and boy, that sounds almost like a threat to her ears.

It will only last a couple of seconds, but Elda will find her body caught in a vice grip that renders her unable to move, like her blood's been frozen in her veins... which, given she's running, might end up toppling her to the ground.

Still in the street, Sakura watches on with a half-lidded stare, devoid of emotion.]

[ Yeah, she had slowed to actually keep pace with and confront Sakura - but she does get caught immediately and does indeed toppled down to the ground, skidding her elbows and hissing some as she glares up at the other. Her eyes flash, catlike, as her muscles and super strength instinctively struggle against the puppeteering.

Even if that hurt a lot.

Stopping blood does mean she had her breath taken away from her for a bit too. ]

[Elda isn't kept in place for long. Sakura's dead-eyed glance is soon followed with her stumbling off again, farther down the street, as if whatever trick she used on the older woman can only be used at close range.

Occasionally she will glance over her shoulder, but then -- nothing. Just her shuffling forward like she's been possessed.]

[ Yeah but here's the rub? Elda's not the smartest ever and she's definitely stubborn. Annoyed and concerned in almost equal measure now, using all the strength and speed she can muster (which is a fair bit) once she stands, she's pretty much leaping to tackle and pin Sakura.

Or at least, that's the plan ]

You stop now, girl!

[Well this ain't a battle against Dark Sakura.

Elda's plan works!

And almost immediately Sakura sputters in fright, flailing and kicking her legs because what the hell]

「 Let me go!! 」

「 Save it for when you're not being a zombie! 」

[ Because of course she says that. With her pinned into a tight hug thing ]

「 -- Z-zombie? 」

[First off that's just unbelievably rude, and small as the detail is, that's enough to cut through her panic and reorient herself to the voice. She's heard it before.]

「 Marker-san? ... What are you doing? 」

[Why are they on the ground, what is the meaning of this? She isn't struggling with the same determination, but she is squirming]

「 Are you aware now? ... Okay, sheesh. 」

[ Time to.. disentangle herself from the other... ]

[Yes please do. She's still a few shades of angry here, but common sense and general confusion are calming her down.

The moment she can get to her feet, she will, gingerly testing her balance before turning to face Elda]

... What's going on?

[ I mean Elda was content to be on her tush, but if we're getting back to her feet, I guess she will too? In the night, it's clear her eyes are still catlike now, a little reflective.

She also switches to English, ]</small. You were stumbling around like some fool and locked up my blood.

... Locked your...

[Said with an obvious, almost painful lack of understanding, and she wonders briefly if this is an American saying she's never heard of before.]

Blood. ... I guess that's a strange way to put it.

[ Ugh, her arms still feel weird... ]

[Still not quite understanding the implications, but she can sense that the answer will not be one she likes.

... Even still. Elda apparently did her a favor. Sakura can guess how. Her head starting to bow as if in guilt, she slowly works her way through her next question.]

Could you tell me exactly what happened?

[ Still shaking out her arms, she exhales a little as she... mmm ]

You were wandering around like some drunk girl or something, but I got your attention briefly under to have my body lock up enough to fall forward.

[That first part she understands -- and accepts, despite how her stomach curdles.

That second... pales her complexion somewhat. Wordlessly she glances at her hand, down at the palm, before dropping her arm to her side.]

Oh.

[...]

I'm sorry for whatever I did, Marker-san. I... wasn't in my right mind.

No, clearly? I'm just concerned what that even is.

[ Because wow that was hurting a bit? She waves her hand a little bit. ]

I don't know.

[Spoken reluctantly, though there's a thread of truth to it. Sakura's never... used that power of hers on other human beings. And while the possibility lingers like a fog in her thoughts, she's very quick to dismiss it for her own sake.]

I'm afraid I don't know what I'm capable of... my memories are sporadic and doesn't always show me what I can do.

[ Elda's eyes sharply focus on the other, and she ... drops her tone to be a little gentler, in spite of her the look she's giving. It probably makes for a weird contrast. ]

Well, that's something you ought to learn more about, practice with. That's about as dangerous as my memory thing to just fire off.

... Yes. Of course.

[Flexing and relaxing her fingers, she glances at them, until the movement unnerves her a bit. She asks timidly:]

Um... what time is it right now?

[ She looks concerned at the girl having scolded her, but she's ... mmmr, she's still weirded out. That said, that question she can answer quicker, ]

Somewhere past 11:30. [ . . . Elda why were you out then. ]

That late...

[She doesn't sound surprised, actually, or even look it. The comment is to fill up space until she thinks of something better]

... Were you taking a walk?

I was jogging, actually.

[ She tugs a little at the track suit. See? ... She can't be out in the day these days, so. ]

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