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[h2][color=f7976a]Rikka[/color][/h2]
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A soft springboard like noise echoed over the track field of the school as a faint figure of a girl could be seen running at the back of the field. The sun was just rising over the buildings in the back indicating it was still early in the morning. The school fields and courtyards were still mostly empty. The soft panting in the distance grew louder as the girl entered the circle of the lap. Sweat dripping down from her drenched body as the hair on the side of her head swished behind her. Short naked legs hurriedly moving to keep her body moving forward one of them not being like the others but made of materials you could find in nature instead. Her leg had been amputated just below her knee but due to amount of time it had happened and now she had already grown used to it after using it every day.

Rikka, the name of the high eccentric athletic high school girl had been running over the track since 6 am. This was part of a daily routine to keep your body fit and healthy. Doing sports required you to have at least some sort of stamina and this was a great way to train it. Not only that it made her a quicker at running although that didn't really help at the sports she was doing but, it was still a good thing to have. 

Slowly Rikka came to a stop at the middle of the straight part of the track. She bend over and leaned on her legs a little to catch her breath. She moved her hand over her forehead to swipe the sweat away moving her bangs to the side by accident. She stood there motionless with only her chest moving up and down to catch her breath.

She subtly straightened her body again moving towards the school showers at a brisk pace. She dropped her clothes almost immediately knowing that no one else would really be here this early. She dropped them near the locker she was using and removed her prosthetic carefully. 

Hopping on one leg she went into the shower, no one would look weird at her during such times since there was no one. Perhaps this was only during these times that she didn't feel weird or stand out that she was in the public shower. Steam engulfed the shower area filling the ceiling with hot steam from the shower. Rikka closed her eyes for a moment as she felt her hair slowly clinging to her body more and more. Her hands moved through her hairs making sure that there were no tangles. Slowly her hands moved lower sliding over her body. She took a moment to take the pressure from her leg for a moment and continued. She applied shampoo over her body and rinsed it off again.

A short while later after having relaxed in the shower quite a bit she hopped out and dried herself on one the benches. She dressed herself once more but this time in her normal school clothes. For this special occasion of the opening ceremony she had taken her normal prosthetic with her. It looked just like any normal leg and with some long knee socks over it there was nothing to be seen. Further she was wearing sport shorts under a skirt, purple with white striped knee socks and a white shirt with some flowers on it and the same decoration in her hair she always had.

The first thing that came to mind when walking again was how wooden this leg always walked. Compared to her running leg this was way too stiff but she had to hold it out for the upcoming time. She packed her sports bag and got out of the building to go to the opening ceremony.

The entrance of the school began to fill up with students walking through all towards the school. It all looked quite peaceful and such except for a girl that didn't really seem to have had her day. The girl had lost a paper that was given out to everyone regarding the ceremony. Rikka furrowed her brow looking quite weirded out by the girl. She got over towards the half defeated girl and looked up at her.

[center][color=f7976a]"Hey you can just get a new paper from the teacher if you are so desperate to catch it. I doubt there is anything interesting on it anyway."[/color][/center]

Now being somewhat closer to the girl she noticed on how the piece of paper had become a swan and was floating around in the palm of the girl with a sinister look on the girl her face. A thought came to mind as she gazed at what was happening. She was screaming internally.

[center][color=f7976a]'I chose the wrong girl to talk too.'[/color][/center]

[center][color=f7976a]"A-are you alright? I didn't know you disliked the paper that much..."[/color][/center]