[ Despite her high awareness of her surroundings -- even more paranoid lately, after an unpleasant experience earlier -- there is only so much Ciri can do in a crowded street. Later, she might be angry. Say Alucard should have been paying more attention. Curse the stupid coincidence that put them in the same small side street at the same time and far too close together.
She hears him coming, and in her anxious tension, she automatically reaches for her dagger. Realizes belatedly who it is, but it's too late. A brush by is enough.
A lot happens at the same time. The pain hits with a force enough to make her knees buckle, drawing out a choked gasp as Ciri lilts against the nearby wall, throwing out her arm to stop her fall and grabbing at Alucard reflexively.
What she sees leaves her reeling, fighting back the urge to vomit as Alucard's memories slam into her senses and feel sickeningly real. ]
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She hears him coming, and in her anxious tension, she automatically reaches for her dagger. Realizes belatedly who it is, but it's too late. A brush by is enough.
A lot happens at the same time. The pain hits with a force enough to make her knees buckle, drawing out a choked gasp as Ciri lilts against the nearby wall, throwing out her arm to stop her fall and grabbing at Alucard reflexively.
What she sees leaves her reeling, fighting back the urge to vomit as Alucard's memories slam into her senses and feel sickeningly real. ]