Finally (Open/Alyssa)

[Inessa Unkovsky]

Inessa stretched as she pulled her long black hair into a high ponytail. Finally she was back in her element. It had taken a while to get everything straightened out and unpacked, but the second she had finished she changed into a black cami and a pair of yoga shorts and sprinted out the door. Today had been a long and stressful day and nothing was going to keep her from running it off.

Rubbing her bare feet in the dirt track she tried to ignore the people around her as she let out a sigh and visibly relaxed. Letting the sun bare down on her shoulders for a moment she let out a slow breath and then pushed off. Nothing was better than this, the wind pushing through her hair as she forced herself to move faster the skin of her feet pressing foot holes in the ground as she used her powers to make herself move faster.

Breathing heavy as her muscles started to protest at the unusually rough treatment she grinned and continued to push herself a few miles more before settling down and collapsing on the ground. Breathing heavily she rolled on to her back and let out a laugh before making a scooping motion with her hand and then splaying her hand to the air as a small group of rocks floated up and rotated in the air above her.

Furrowing her brow she narrowed her eyes and focused on making them move in different ways in the air, practicing movements that she hadn't used in weeks, the strain pulling a bit at the back of her mind.

[Alyssa Ramius]

A girl physically exists on the training grounds, at least her body was present, kneeling in the grass of the field. She would not have moved at all, her seated position should be painful considering how little she moved. Instead there was an air of tranquility surrounding the blonde girl. Very few people come this way if she had calculated it correctly.

Inside the vessel named Alyssa, her senses oscillated according to her will. The cool brush of grass, the caress of the wind, the warmth of the sun would cease. Her eyes were shut but she knew what it felt like when the sense of sight is muted. Her hearing remained alert enough to hear a periodic pair of footsteps circle the track, pushing to accomplish more.

Her mind filled in the blanks for her: the world became one of soft watercolors, moving with a fluidity beyond what reality could give her. The sounds synced with reality, but everything simply looked more beautiful now, rich in pulsing colors and surreal motion.

Of course in reality, the blonde girl would be unaware that she also had fallen backwards onto the grass after a time -all the more reason why the fewer bodies around, the better.