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zankokuna–sekai:

     _{There remains a silence hung in the air, echoing vibrations of the refuge’s citizens crying and begging for their lives, the world fell to the mercy of those stronger than them, in this case the monsters whom dominated the entire world. A world that sought peace, but none knew of such a thing, because they lived in a world that belonged to them. The creatures that are sought to kill, this was a world every being lived in — kill or be killed, that was her motto. And in that motto, only the strong may survive, that’s just how cruel this merciless world truly was.}

     _{”Haruno Sakura.” The rosé haired females name was repeated through thin lips. Mikasa had never heard a name such as hers before, perhaps she had lived in another part of the walls? Who knows. Hearing this new information, Mikasa’s brow quirked upward in suspicion. Where had she exactly come from, that was the question. Mikasa wasn’t one to pry information, but seeing as how the girl was obviously clueless to her surroundings, odds are she came from the outside world, but was that even possible? How on earth could she survive the titans? Bringing her mind back to reality, Mikasa shifted her footing and placed her swords away before answering the female. “My name is Mikasa Ackerman, Do you mind answering a few questions for me?“ The first thing the teen wanted to be sure of, is if the girl in front of her could fight.}

  ^{|☽❀☾|  Silence caressed the air, the only noise audible being the town’s citizens crying and pleading for help in the sake of their lives. Chaos seemed inevitable around the pair. Monstrosities causing bloodshed to nearly anyone that came in their path, the only sound lingering through the perimeter being desperate pleas coming from many lives of the innocent. It was a twisted environment, truly. Whoever attempted to seek peace, never received the wish they desired. Why? Simply because of the mass destruction caused by such deadly beings.}

    ^{Hell, just by catching a mere glimpse of these sights even caused Sakura’s features to crease with anguish. Sorrow came from the anger dwelling deep within her, stored in her soul and begging to be pushed to the surface. The events and tragedies occurring around her had quite the impact on her–and one that wasn’t only misfortunate. What if these were her comrades? What if they were the one’s whose lives were in jeopardy? Such thoughts were a constant occupant that dwelled deep in the confines of her mind since this unfortunate journey. "A few questions?” The medic parroted with feigned curiosity, lids descending toward a closure, voice all but a low timbre. “Yeah… I don’t really see the problem with that." Since they just encountered, Sakura was assuming that such queries she wished to seek were if she held any knowledge on fighting and hand-to-hand combat.}