<div class="floatleft">(https://s14.postimg.org/xfexi6pk1/1_PR.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Vivienne "Vivi" Kajahara<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Black Ranger<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>October 1st, early morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Athletic Centre Track<br/><strong>Mentions:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kara<br/><hr/><br/>Having already taken the lead, Vivienne was simply going through the motions at that point, any and all thoughts fading to the back of her consciousness besides the concentration on her own breathing. Then something right on the edge of her peripheral vision caught her attention suddenly. Probably just a shadow or a trick of the light, but she instinctively ended up glancing over in that direction anyways. She went back to looking straight ahead again while entering the first curved section of the track, took about half a second to process what she'd just seen, then suddenly did a double-take, her head snapping back to the side once more.<br/><br/>Vivi's dark eyes widened in surprise and confusion. Kara had never been slow by any means, in fact she pretty consistently came in second after her whenever the team performed any sort of running drills during practice, but the blonde had never been able to keep up with her, much less catch up to her from a deficit like that!<br/><br/><em>What the f-</em><br/><br/>Her friend and rival might have been just as surprised as she was, because right at that instant Kara stumbled and lost her footing. They were both still moving fast, yet everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. The clumsy blonde was primed to crash right into her, and there was little that Vivi could do besides brace herself for the impact like she'd learned to do on the field whenever some psycho bitch came charging at her as if they were playing (American) football rather than soccer.<br/><br/>She tried to tense up her core muscles, but instead she just felt...nothing? No, not quite nothing, it was more like her torso had suddenly become weightless. And that wasn't one tenth as jarring as watching Kara's head sticking out from her own chest, the girl's golden mane glimmering beneath the sunlight just below Vivienne's eyes momentarily. Her legs must have stopped moving properly from the shock, because next thing either of them knew, they were both tumbling over the ground and each other after hitting the track pretty hard.<br/><br/>A mess of Kara's jumbled thoughts came flooding into Vivi's head along with her own.<em>I don't fucking know!! Fuck, fuck, do I have a giant hole in me?!!</em>Panicking, she tried to push herself up off of her friend, only to find her right arm crying out in discomfort since it was pinned beneath Kara's back at an awkward angle.<strong>"DO YOU MIND MOVING YOUR FAT ASS OFF MY ME!?"</strong><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Lucida Console;"><em><strong>Cease your squawking, human!</strong></em></span>Someone - something snapped at her. The sound very distinctly emanated from within her own mind, something which Vivi was just starting to get used to, although it most definitely didn't belong to any of the other five that she'd been able to communicate with telepathically thus far. The voice didn't even sound entirely human, it was kind of like what you'd expect to hear out of a demon in a movie, all gruff and sinister with a bit of otherworldly reverb thrown in...and this one sounded particularly ornery, even by demonic standards.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Lucida Console;"><em><strong>We have greater concerns, best apply your limited amount of brainpower to defending that strike.</strong></em></span><br/><br/><em>Lucifer, is that you? A little late, I stopped worshiping you in the fifth grade. Wait, what strike?</em><br/><br/>The voice in her head just sneered with contempt as the sole of a running shoe came stomping down on the side of Vivienne's face. Her shoulder felt like it was just about to get dislocated as her arm came unstuck from beneath Kara, the force of the kick sending Vivi rolling over on to her back with a loud shriek. She brought a hand up to hold her aching jaw, and though her vision was a little spotty, she could very clearly see the pair of girls standing over her and Kara.<br/><br/>Hardly thinking, she scrambled back up to her feet and more or less wildly charged at the bitch who'd kicked her, ready to throw down in typical catfight style by grabbing her assailant's hair and trying to slam her down to the ground.