[open] air resistance

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Feb 13, 2015
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Alaknanda's footsteps echoed up the tallest tower of the school as she rushed up for her break. Computational physics class was rough, but it was nothing her daily trips to the roof couldn't handle.

She reached the top of the tower and started unstrapping what looked like leather gauntlets and leggings from her limbs. She loosened her arms for a minute, stretching out her muscles, before reaching into her windbreaker pocket and walking up to the window. She reached up, grabbed the edge of the roof above and pulled herself up. Without her arm and leg weights, it would be easier.

She landed on the top of the roof and opened the packet of birdseed she took from her pocket. She scattered near the top of the roof and waited for the resident lark to flutter down and eat. She plopped down near the edge and looked over the lawns, just in case some random student spotted her and thought that she was going to do something rash.
 
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