[Oh, right. She's sick and barely able to hold her weight. Sakura nearly forgot those minor details, so engrossed with her and Rin's conversation, but the moment she tries to stand is when sick exhaustion floods the color from her face.
She won't fall. It'll just be a slow, steady limp to the finish line.
Though if Rin thinks she's getting away with doing her laundry and Sakura sitting there like an invalid-- well, that will be a conversation for later. Zaveid's presence has set her on the defense again, and the casual way Rin orders him about is a reminder of their relationship. The spirit is Rin's ally, not hers.]
... I'm ready, Zaveid-san. [Said after a small nod to Rin. She folds her hands in front of her, shoulders squared like she's prepared for battle]
[ Well, she's doing a pretty good job of making it sound like a request. So Zaveid shrugs, standing easily. ]
It might be a bit ... startling. [ ... To say the least. Rin, you do realize you asked him to turn your sister to the wind with him on the way back into the castle? Because that was what his offer had been- ]
... But hasn't hurt anyone I've run with yet~
[ But he takes the few steps over, and lightly puts a hand on Sakura's shoulder.
And then the wind flows from the room, stirring the edges of blankets and Rin's hair on its way into the castle, leaving no sign of Zaveid and Sakura.
As for 'startling', well. Being wind doesn't mean a whole lot of sight. Everything else makes the picture - humming of the cable that draws the elevator shows where it is, far above and beside them as the wind flows down the elevator shaft and through the gates that lead out onto the first residential floor.
Although, as the door creeks open and lets Happy know something's up instead of the wind pressing through the frame.
Zaveid drops them both out of the wind, hand ready to steady Sakura if she's unsteady. ]
[Startling, he says. No, Zaveid, an unseen tickle to the side is startling. Someone jumping out from behind a corner in the middle of the night is startling.
Turning into wind is terror-inducing for a girl who expected to walk back to her room, and if she weren't for Rin's bloody contribution, the worms inside her body would be promising anarchy. Stumbling is the least of her worries - if Zaveid doesn't hold her in place, she'll fall to the ground in her disoriented state.
Only Happy seems okay with their sudden appearance. The pokemon bounds over and tries to leap into Sakura's arms with nothing but her stubbly legs as springs.]
[She's grateful to sit on solid ground, and even more grateful when Happy nuzzles herself into Sakura's lap. It hasn't even been half a day, but to her, years have passed since she's relaxed.
-- Or, half-relaxed, seeing as Zaveid is still here and Sakura is feeling an odd mixture of gratefulness and hard-set resentfulness at his chosen mode of travel. Your warnings suck, seraph.]
Thank you, Zaveid-san. [Still, she'll give credit where it's due. Pettiness takes effort and she's too tired for it.] For, um... helping me here.
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She won't fall. It'll just be a slow, steady limp to the finish line.
Though if Rin thinks she's getting away with doing her laundry and Sakura sitting there like an invalid-- well, that will be a conversation for later. Zaveid's presence has set her on the defense again, and the casual way Rin orders him about is a reminder of their relationship. The spirit is Rin's ally, not hers.]
... I'm ready, Zaveid-san. [Said after a small nod to Rin. She folds her hands in front of her, shoulders squared like she's prepared for battle]
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It might be a bit ... startling. [ ... To say the least. Rin, you do realize you asked him to turn your sister to the wind with him on the way back into the castle? Because that was what his offer had been- ]
... But hasn't hurt anyone I've run with yet~
[ But he takes the few steps over, and lightly puts a hand on Sakura's shoulder.
And then the wind flows from the room, stirring the edges of blankets and Rin's hair on its way into the castle, leaving no sign of Zaveid and Sakura.
As for 'startling', well. Being wind doesn't mean a whole lot of sight. Everything else makes the picture - humming of the cable that draws the elevator shows where it is, far above and beside them as the wind flows down the elevator shaft and through the gates that lead out onto the first residential floor.
Although, as the door creeks open and lets Happy know something's up instead of the wind pressing through the frame.
Zaveid drops them both out of the wind, hand ready to steady Sakura if she's unsteady. ]
.... The door wasn't me.
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Turning into wind is terror-inducing for a girl who expected to walk back to her room, and if she weren't for Rin's bloody contribution, the worms inside her body would be promising anarchy. Stumbling is the least of her worries - if Zaveid doesn't hold her in place, she'll fall to the ground in her disoriented state.
Only Happy seems okay with their sudden appearance. The pokemon bounds over and tries to leap into Sakura's arms with nothing but her stubbly legs as springs.]
Wha--
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Wind-rush. Best way to go anywhere unseen.
[ Oh, Happy is cute. Zaveid might loosen his grip and let Sakura fall to a sit just so the pokemon can have her hugs. ]
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-- Or, half-relaxed, seeing as Zaveid is still here and Sakura is feeling an odd mixture of gratefulness and hard-set resentfulness at his chosen mode of travel. Your warnings suck, seraph.]
Thank you, Zaveid-san. [Still, she'll give credit where it's due. Pettiness takes effort and she's too tired for it.] For, um... helping me here.
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[ Hooking his hands in his belt, spinning on a heel now that Sakura's on the floor with her pokemon. ]
I'll remember that it's pretty dizzying next time I gotta rush people anywhere.
[ Zaveid remembers someone feeling dizzy after only Zaveid had gone on the wind.
... And that totally wasn't the problem you ass. Either way, he's starting back out. ]