It was 6:21 A.M. when Chouquette came to the track. Needless to say, she was the first one there, but that was nothing new. She always started her training around this time, even before she came to Spica. She would come before her teammates, even before her coach! He loved her for that though and a little more for her freckled face that reminded him of his older borther.


Her hazel eyes scanned the field excitedly. She took a deep breath and dropped her large blue backback onto the stadion stones meant for the audience during competition season. 

She went on to run 1.2 km for warm up, three laps. Of course that is just warm up and, as expected, she will add a lot more miles to that on her main part of training , anyway. The young girl started rolling her neck around, jumping, swinging her arms, hips and dynamically stretctching whatever needed to be stretched before she could do her warm-up methodics.

Finally she got to stretching on the ground. How could a gymnast not slide into her splits, even if only for a second. That was always fun! Thus she easily slid into them and leaned back into proper pose to stretch while listening to the Italian version of the lately popular *Something Just Like This* song that she just loved. That sure made it hard to hear quiet noises.

(Oh my gosh! Hope I'm not late, buuut just checking in after a while and hope it's alright to post--)


How long had it been since she last ran? With the school so desolate, Raiko had stopped visiting the track. That worked her into a slightly depressed mood and she constantly itched for a good run, but walking through the school's campus, peering down each empty hall with not a single face in sight. It... It was even more so depressing.

Though that depression had sparked a flame; a flame that flickered like a beacon of hope. Just like her nickname, she had hope that things would hopefully change for the better, sooner or later. And it was this small flicker of hope that lead her down to the track that early morning. Her prosthetics glided effortlessly over the ground as she planted one artificial appendage in front of the other. Her signature golden twintails bounced cheerfully with each step. It felt so good to get out of that stuffy room. A boyish grin broke out across her face as she saw the track. She instantly felt a pang of regret from ever leaving it. She was a runner at heart, and it was the track where she thrived, even with her handicap.

Squeezing her reusable water bottle in hand, she uncapped it and raised it to her lips, chugging down the cool liquid. She didn't need to stretch before she ran, but hydrating was still an important preparation. As she chugged down the water, she glanced at the track like an old friend, sweeping her gaze across a lone figure stretching. Huh, well looks like she wouldn't be alone tod-- Wait! What?! She gagged and nearly choked on her water, having to spit it out almost comedically in the grass. A few stray droplets trickled from her lower lip and she caught it with the back of a hand, staring in awe at the lone girl as if she just spotted a mythical creature from another realm. Something akin to a laugh and a dizzy feeling burned in her being, and she just froze like a deer in the headlights, staring, until she blinked and realized she probably looked a bit stupid.

'Wow... Someone is actually here.' The words played over and over in her mind. Was this really true? Was this just an apparition? Ghost or not, she figured this lone individual could possibly use some company. So she mustered her signature grin and sauntered over, the prosthetics clicking as she stepped on to the track. She came to a stop a few feet from the girl, and tapped one of the artificial limbs on the ground to announce her presence, as not to startle her, before clearing her throat.

"Um, heh, hi." She started, more awkwardly then she would have liked.

//No, of course not!~ I am glad someone replied! ^w^! More so because I remember playing the game from FC that you use for your character[Katagawa Shoujo, was it? I don't really remember the names or much, but just the main plot and I believe her name was Ami ,although I might be way off about that and she was my favorite haha ^^ Not to mention I love the quote from Try that you are using for her~ Very excited! <3 //

Chouquette sat on the ground, completely relaxed in her right-leg forward split. The nice morning breeze and quite loud music made her close her eyes while she waited for the countdown of two minutes to pass.

She saw a figure in the distance a few minutes earlier, but through the years, during training, Chouquette learned how to tune off the noise of everyone and everything around her unless directly approached. She didn't even know the girl was coming to track instead of just passing by.

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Her hazel eyes snapped open, heating a sound of a rather sweet, not really malicious voice which made it easy to assume that she was not here to tell her she was doing something wrong..probably? She swiftly scanned the girl so she could assume if there was something she did wrong, would be asked for or perhaps someone she knew? It didn't really seem that way? Perhaps she needed help with carrying the blocks? Seems she came here to run judging by the clothes she wore and water-bottle she carried.

Of course she noticed her prosthetics, but she didn't stare nor think of it that much. Some people are born that way and some had awful accidents. Inside, she admired such people. Some ran and jumped better than healthy ones, even para-Olympians sometimes did better than Olympians and why in Heavens would she ask, at least immediately, something that might be painful? Instead, she begun to wonder did the girl run recreatively or competitively? Perhaps just for fun or shape? Maybe she enjoy sprinting? Middle distances? Long? Marathons? Okay, probably not. She would put her in a sprinter or middle distance runner from the first look.

Her lips curled into a smile. "Good morning~!" Chouquette's child-like voice happily spoke. She then immediately went to lower down the volume on her phone so she would hear her clearly.