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[tsunderine]

[ To say that Tohsaka Rin was familiar with alternate universes is a bit of an overstatement.

She knew of the Second Magic. Of parallel worlds. And while she was a student of Zelretch, that didn't mean that she was necessarily familiar with being in them. Or even encountering them, but here we are, she supposes.

It isn't that she feels like a fish out of water here -- no, this is still Fuyuki. Perhaps not the one she remembers, but one that has an almost uncanny sense of familiarity to her that it almost makes her laugh.

But here she is.

Is this what Archer felt like, crash landing in her room all those days ago?

Although she's definitely trying to avoid running into anyone she knows, but then --

Ah.

She sees Sakura, and immediately freezes up. This is definitely awkward, for sure. ]

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[imaginex]

[Seeing Rin isn't such a strange occurrence that Sakura notices something is out of place. They frequent the same school, after all. Pass each other in the hallways, conversation polite and short-lived. Pretending to be nothing but a pair of friendly faces with no shared history.

But watching Rin freeze up as if caught doing something unbecoming -- that's what gives the Matou girl some pause, and just as quickly turns her shy smile into an uncertain gaze.]

... Good afternoon, Tohsaka-senpai.

[Ignoring her would be too rude, and churns at the girl's stomach anyway, so that's the best she can come up with on the spot: an ordinary greeting with a hopeful tilt]

i'm super sorry how delayed this is, work absolutely kicked my butt

[tsunderine]

[ It's awkward, and does she know it. She knows that she's the one that's out of place here, and yet, hearing that greeting is familiar. But she doesn't let out the nervous breath that she's been holding, instead just trying to play things as casual as possible.

After all if this Sakura knows her too, then she just has to play it off easily.

She just needs to be the same as always. ]

Good afternoon to you as well, Sakura. [ Rin keeps her voice even and a bit cold, not hesitating any more than needed. She can't just leave it at this simple greeting though, can she...? ] How have you been? Hopefully well.

[ There. Simple. ]