Post by Kira Cadau on Jun 22, 2014 18:58:21 GMT -6
Kira had decided she would be eternally grateful she hadn't left her swimsuit, goggles, and swim cap at home when she'd been dragged off to...well, wherever this was. Bellefonte Academy, Home of the Freaks. School of Mutants. Yay.
Clad in her blue fire-patterened swimsuit, Kira slipped out of the girl's changing rooms, tying her long black hair back in a braid, then swirling the braid up into a bun before snapping the black-and-blue swim cap over her head, and then putting on her black goggles. Back home, she and her friends had often joked about buying a skin-colored swim cap and looking like a bald person. Naturally, nobody ever had, as funny as it would have been.
Diving in at the deep end of the lanes, Kira took immense comfort in the soothing feel of the water sliding past her skin. Dolphin kicking five or six times, she swam freestyle the rest of the way once she broke the water, breathing every five strokes or so. At the end, she pushed down with both arms, curled into an underwater flip, and pushed off the wall with her feet on her back. Just before she broke the surface, she flipped over onto her stomach and continued to swim. She did that about five more times before taking a break, sitting on the edge of the pool as she adjusted her swim cap, cleared her goggles, and considered what she needed work on. Kicking. 100-yard sprints. Butterfly. Slowly, the hour of swimming came together in her head, keeping in mind her busted hand. Thankfully, she could technically swim in the cast - it went from her hand to just below the elbow.