[The one good thing about her power is that she can be plenty quiet- making herself even lighter on her feet, on top of removing her shoes to get rid of her footsteps as much as possible. And he's right on the mark as far as vents and crevices go- on her way back from sneaking away from the foiled cubby hole, she notices an unlatched ventilation shaft near the hall's ceiling. It's hard to get to - it takes a bit of tentative floating, and she has to fight back the dry heaves - and it's a little noisy, climbing into it, but once she's deep enough into the shaft, she's pretty sure he can't reach her. Now she just has to stay quiet for twenty minutes!
...It's dusty in here. Should they be cleaning these? They should probably be cleaning these. Crap, that's her job.
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...It's dusty in here. Should they be cleaning these? They should probably be cleaning these. Crap, that's her job.
Don't sneeze, don't sneeze...!]