[ the scream — familiar and heart-rending — hits medusa in the back of the head like a ton of bricks. it doesn't matter what she is doing, who she is talking to, or even if she's paying someone for food: everything is dropped. nothing matters. nothing at all — nothing but sakura.
incredible speed and unimaginable agility lends wings to medusa's form, and she's barely a shadow on the wall as she moves through the station. her sharp eyes search for that splash of purple, the pink ribbon folded within. it's not until she hears sakura mention something about chicken that medusa realizes how close she is. her long purple hair snakes over her shoulders as she finally lands behind her master, barely winded. ]
...Sakura—
[ and she stops herself. her heart is beating in her corporeal chest in what feels like an alien way — medusa realizes that her hand had been reaching to sakura.
quietly, she reins herself back into control, waiting for sakura's manic episode to pass before she'll say her name again: ]
s72 - get up, get up, get out there ( 2 )
incredible speed and unimaginable agility lends wings to medusa's form, and she's barely a shadow on the wall as she moves through the station. her sharp eyes search for that splash of purple, the pink ribbon folded within. it's not until she hears sakura mention something about chicken that medusa realizes how close she is. her long purple hair snakes over her shoulders as she finally lands behind her master, barely winded. ]
...Sakura—
[ and she stops herself. her heart is beating in her corporeal chest in what feels like an alien way — medusa realizes that her hand had been reaching to sakura.
quietly, she reins herself back into control, waiting for sakura's manic episode to pass before she'll say her name again: ]
Master, I am here. Please control yourself.