This ghost, at least, has the grace to look abashed. Slightly. She doesn't much sound it, though, when she answers.
"Long enough. You two were loud enough to wake the dead!" Her laugh's a high twitter. She stands, stepping through the bed to stand a bit closer to Noah. "--This is my room, you see. I'm Sarah Slater, but please, call me Sally!"
She sticks the hand without a parasol out. She's wearing gloves, though they blend in with the pallor of her ghostly skin fairly well.
"...Oh! And if you're afraid, nobody is going to chop anyone's head off. ...But I know that one's going to tempt a few if he keeps being so snotty. Really, a trespasser has no right to be acting like that!" she insists, shifting quickly from comforting to annoyed.
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Date: 2019-01-25 04:50 am (UTC)"Long enough. You two were loud enough to wake the dead!" Her laugh's a high twitter. She stands, stepping through the bed to stand a bit closer to Noah. "--This is my room, you see. I'm Sarah Slater, but please, call me Sally!"
She sticks the hand without a parasol out. She's wearing gloves, though they blend in with the pallor of her ghostly skin fairly well.
"...Oh! And if you're afraid, nobody is going to chop anyone's head off. ...But I know that one's going to tempt a few if he keeps being so snotty. Really, a trespasser has no right to be acting like that!" she insists, shifting quickly from comforting to annoyed.