This darkness was annoying. Sara had been out doing some surveillance around the city, and on her way back to report to Naja, she'd become lost. After trying to use a candle and her journal to see, and having those both fail, she'd resorted to using her hand to feel along the building walls. If she had been smart, she would have found a place to stay until the lights came back on, but no, she was stubborn and wanted to get back to headquarters.

Taking a turn into an alley...but she didn't realize that's what it was, her foot caught on something, causing her to trip, although she was able to catch herself. Turning back, she leaned over and reached down, trying to figure out what she had tripped on, and ended up with a fist full of Marluxia's robe.

Realizing that what she was holding was clothing, she let go, then focused on where she hoped the person was. "I'm sorry....Are you ok?"