"Nae respect..." the 'child' muttered, crouching, taking aim... and jumping straight for the skeleton. The first expected result, going by her physique, was to get a few feet and then crash to the ground. With the speed she had [i]somehow[/i] obtained, this wasn't an option. The second expected result would have been to simply miss whatever she was aiming for, either by crashing into the skeleton or not getting close enough at all.

Kitty, defying all logic, managed to seize the milkshake in passing, take a sip from the vanilla foam, and finally spin round so her feet were facing the onrushing wall. For a few brief seconds, the milkshake hung in the air as the undead child released her grip, kicked off the wall to flip [i]over[/i] the glass, and was finally caught. All without spilling a drop and with her coat floating down so it hid whatever she had on underneath.

She specialised in physical enhancement and was loathe to remove such enchantments even in ideal circumstances. It was perfect for showing off now and then, really. 

"Ye should nae ask yer audience ta help, ye ken?" the blonde asked, glowering further at the skeleton, and stalking back to her seat in a manner that would have been intimidating had she been a good deal taller, but mostly just made her seem petulant. The flaws of being forever nine.