OOC No worries, I didn't really leave you with much to do. Sorry. 
WC 404
A moment ago she had been calm, but the longer Niro waited to get this show on the road the more antsy she became. She wasn’t sure if she should stand up, or stay seated, or what. Wanting to hurry him along but knowing he would need his strength in case he had to support her if she fell through, she waited impatiently.
Finally he gave her the command. She sprang to her feet and bounded out onto the open, unstable floor once again. Long strides were the key, but it was difficult to manage being as short as she was. Luckily, she was also light, and with the few thudding footfalls she got away with any other larger Luperci would have certainly fallen through.
The boards moaned underfoot and she suddenly found herself wishing for the magical powers many of her novels talked about. Some people could levitate, fly even, and she now dearly wished that she had this ability.
It was almost as though she did, though, with as graceful as she made even this haphazard stunt seem. Her pink dreadlocks bounced on her shoulders as she sped towards Niro. Each time her weight pressed down onto the wood there was an ominous crack, and she thought for sure she would fall through the next one. . .
. . . but she didn’t.
Just steps away from her brother, she couldn’t resist the urge to close her eyes again. She was facing forward and he would catch her soon, so what was the worst that could happen? Two more steps; she would make it! And suddenly there was a tugging at her back, and she lurched to a stop.
Opening her eyes, she glanced around in bewilderment. She was looking out over the workroom, and around her was the stairwell; at her stomach, the railing. She spun to face Niro, and almost laughed when she realized she had run right past him and almost threw herself over the other side! Then she did laugh. It was a silly, hysterical little sound that held all of what probably the both of them were feeling. She sat down on the first step and hunched forward, the rope still tight around her waist. “Oh my god,” she panted. “Shut that door. I never want to even think about that room again.” But before he could, she reached out and hugged him around the knees.
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