The Ghost- Tuesday morning

The longer her time as a bird went on, the more time Sabine spent on the Ghost, trying to avoid the embarrassment of changing back in public. Besides, she had a good setup here, including kindly provided finger paints, which was why the floor of her room was now covered in brightly covered bird tracks. It'd started out as an accident, but then she'd decided to see what kinds of patterns she could make just by running around on her tiny feet, which had been surprisingly fun. It was probably a good thing she changed back before she decided to start experimenting with wing splatter.

She'd turned back during the night, waking up relieved and fully human again. She'd avoided all awkwardness this time and was able to just get dressed in privacy, which she was extremely grateful for. Which also reminded her that she should send another letter to Astrid now that she had hands again.

And then she opened the door and poked her head into the hall, calling, "Hello?"


[Open for those who might be there!]