<div class="floatleft">(http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x111/Lammy519/Models/Girl20/23456gfd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kara Pennant<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Pink Ranger<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>October 1st, early morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Athletic Centre Track<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Vivi<br/><strong>Mentions:</strong>N/A<hr/><br/>"<strong>You say one full lap like we ever do anything different...</strong>" Kara spoke through a smirk as she lined up with her soccer teammate. Even though this morning had been a bit of a revelation for her and her athletic prowess, she was still a little nervous about racing her play-rival. It showed when the other girl bolted off the line after her count and Kara stuttered. Hearing her voice in her own head didn't help very much, either.<br/><br/>Groaning in frustration, Kara regained her compsure and started her own sprint. In a matter of breaths, the blonde had made up the distance that seperated the two and as they rounded the first corner, she was practically in step with Vivi. It was well documented that Kara had always been outpaced by Vivi on the field. Anyone who kept up with the University's sport teams could tell you that. Kara was elated that she was not only able to keep in stride with the raven-haired girl but was also about to overtake her on the second turn.<br/><br/>Then disaster struck.<br/><br/>As if she was cursed to forever lose these foot races with Vivienne, Kara tripped over her own feet as she entered the curve. There was little to save her from eating shit on the track, save for her compatriot. She braced for impact when her body was in line to collide with other girl but instead she found herself stumbling over the other lanes on the track and toward the grass. In a matter of seconds that somehow felt much, much slower than that, Kara twisted her body to look at her friend in equal parts confusion and astonishment. There wasn't much time for an observation, however, as Vivienne came tumbling with her off the track.<br/><br/>The two plunged off the track, slowed down only by the fact that they were now in a intertwwined heap that didn't promote free movement in the slightest. Kara had landed on her back, a long, slow groan escaping her lips as Vivienne was practically draped over her. As much as she wanted to address the absolute insanity that just happened on the track, the blonde couldn't help but blurt out an awkward 'hi' while looking up from her spot on the ground. Kara also couldn't bring herself to try and stand up or otherwise make a move; those thoughts about the incident had caught up with her.<br/><br/><em>Please tell me I'm not crazy. I should have eaten it on the track but... I went through you. What the fuck, man? What. The. Fuck!?</em>Kara wasn't entirely confident that she knew what was running through her friend's mind, despite the telepathy, so she kept her thoughts rather... organic.