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Elda Marker

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[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?

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[ 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.

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... 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.]

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

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

[imaginex]

[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?

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[ 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.

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[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.

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

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

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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.

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[ 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.

[imaginex]

... 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?

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[ 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. ]

[imaginex]

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?

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I was jogging, actually.

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