A Muttering Ghost

“Pfeh,” Fleur grinned, channeling her focus back out to the semingly dreary weather. Maybe for others. Fleur had quite the love of rain, despite her more reptilian nature. An odd contradiction, but not everything had to make sense in this world. After all, she was possessed by a snake. What sense came from that.

“Tell me when you're ready, then. I want to see that.” She settled back down against tower's railing, before bending back and letting herself be doused by the rain. It felt nice... warmer than Hunter's chilling presence. Plus, it sogged up her uniform to the point she'd have an excuse not to wear it for a little while. She couldn't wait to be out of it.

Her legs started to slip on the rails. It seemed, for a brief and terrifying moment, that Fleur was about to tumble right off the tower and share a grim ghastly form with Hunter. It was all part of her insane acrobatics, as her body contorted back and allowed her hands to grip the rails. Her legs flipped all the way around and pressed just below the railings against the tower.

“My sis is probably done by now. I better get going. Keep practicing!” Just like that, she let go. She was a lot stronger than she looked, able to hold herself up on a window ledge after a twenty foot drop. She slipped through the window like a lithe thief and vanished.