Francesca burst through the door, panting, and immediately regretted it. She'd run outside into the courtyard, but this was a dead end. Her multicolored hair whipped about her face as she turned her head, her deep green eyes searching for her pursuer, before she took off at a run laughing all the way. Jason was hard to shake off in a chase and she was rather enjoying this playful game of... well, whatever this was.
George opened the door to Jason and Jacob's cell, not even bothering to knock. Jacob's influence had changed her for the better over these few months and a wide smile adorned her pale face as it always had in the past week or so. She gave an eye roll, running her fingers through the bangs of her new-ish
haircut as she spoke. "Jacob, guess who's at it again? I swear, those two are like two year olds or something! Francesca and Jason are playing some sort of chasing game again!"
[EDIT: changed the haircut. click the link. it's that, only her hair is still black.]