<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/YTdJdYn.jpg)   </div><strong>Name</strong>Fetter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Rec room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/>Character sheets (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=190246)<br/><hr/><br/>The wind and rain gets louder for a moment as the sliding door opens, as if queued by Cassy's question, and Fetter sidles in, water cascading from the lank overcoat.  Shrugging off her coat, she glances up at the gathered teammates, heedless of the fresh puddles she's leaving on the tiles.<br/><br/>Dark eyes flit over her teammates, and she grins faintly as she unceremoniously flops her coat across the rail.  Her gaze lingers over them for a moment as she studies them, smiling slightly at the carry-out feast.  Catching a glimpse of Cassy with cheese trailing from her lip, her eyes flash dark and smiling.  She crosses the room to the others, shaking water from her hair, the long-sleeved one piece showing her bare hips above the sagging waistband of her jeans.<br/><br/>Silent as usual, she steps aside long enough to wring out her hair, drawing out threads of water as she draws the wet black between her fingers and slips an elastic band from her wrist to wrestle it into a semblance of a ponytail.