Kima is flying. Not actually of corse, it just feels like it. She is actually just running, her bare feet pounding the earth, her long light brown hair streaming behind her. Lance is trying to pass her. He has never seen her run this fast. She is usually so slow! "Kima!" He shouts. She does not turn. She begins to slow down. Lance soon catches up with her. " I didn't know you could run that fast." He says. She doesn't reply. "Kima?" He asks. She falls.