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17:23:35 [Kira`] “Ready? Here we go!” Chimed a sweet voice from down the hallway. On one end of an empty hall stood a small young barefoot girl dressed in a pair of purple ladies basketball shorts, and a fitted black tank top that hugged her girlish figure. A toothy Cheshire grin crossing those cherub features. In a flash the girl was gone, taking off full enhanced speed down the hallway barreling around turns before plowing through the doors to the mess hall. The lithe little girl nimbly hopping over tables and twirling around other students with such ease for the speed she was running. Kira slid through the swinging kitchen door and disappeared only to return through said door moments later arms full of goodies hightailing it back towards her room, as if it were her safety safe. 17:30:01 Tracker walked backward along the grass, some twine with a peanut on the end trailing along behind her. Was she walking her favorite Peanut pet? No, not quite. She watched the surrounding area, pausing every now and then as she waited. Where were they..? "Here squirrelly squirrelly.." She murmured, jerking the string along. She was dressed in a pair of black shorts, tennis shoes and a grey military tshirt, her hair up in a ponytail. Her ipod was going, as usual, playing the black eyed peas in her ear drums. Aha! there it was! "Here squirrely.." She dangled the peanut a few inches off the ground and moved it further towards the track and then stopped as the squirrell came closer. "Hunting for squirrellies.." She grinned as the squirrel skittered over and latched on. She lifted the nut int he air, the squirrell grabbing onto it with all its might and chittering at her. "Oh, dont like that do you?" It wiggled the peanut free and jumped down, prize in hand. "Hey, give me that back, thats my bait..!" She blew her cheeks 17:30:13 [Tracker] out in frustration, her hand digging into her pocket for another peanut as a familiar voice came over the PA. She glanced up and listened, furrowing a brow. "All students level 1-3 need to report to their dorms. Any and all ranks need to report to the mess hall. If you are not a level or a rank, report to the mess hall. Further instructions will follow shortly. I repeat, this is not a drill. Any studentfound not where they are supposed to be will be reprimanded swifty." She murred, and glanced down at the twine where the peanut had rested. "Guh...I hate politics.." 22:12:42 [Kira`] One could practically hear tires squealing to a halt as the PA system boomed across the facility, and the speedy girl hit the breaks hard. Bare feet slid silently across the tiled hallway, a few pudding cups tumbling from the girl's arms, still full of stolen cafeteria goodies, and spilling onto the floor with a pop and a platter. “Noooooo! Poooooooddddiiiinnnngggggggg!” She cried out dramatically dropping to her knees to mourn her fallen snack. “You shall be avenged!” nodding to herself assuredly. By then she had tuned her attention back to the PA message just in time to hear where she was supposed to go. Can I make it back to the room to stash the goods and get back in time? Fuck yes I can, pudding bitches! Kira stood then, and took off full speed down the hallway again, kicking her door in and piling the goodies on her bedtop. “Now you stay here and be delicious until I get back...wait no...don’t ever stop being delicious, especially when I get back...cause then ima eachu up!” <C> 22:12:43 [Kira`] a playful giggle passed the girl's lips before once again she dashed off towards the mess hall to which she had been summoned to. |
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