[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=ed145b]Eliette Theriot[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s22.postimg.cc/v5v31a8v5/original.gif[/img][hr][b][color=ed145b]Location:[/color][/b] Xavier's Mansion[/center][hr][hr]	Eliette rolled her eyes, catching the marble and they returned to their normal blue shade. She hated it when Charles and Erik talked like she couldn't hear them. Sure, she looked more like she was sixteen but she was an adult. She was twenty years old and she wished that they'd treat her like it. [color=ed145b]"Je ne suis pas une fille, Charles. Je suis une femme,"[/color] she corrected him in rapid French, knowing that he'd understand it. Erik spoke the language as well. It was a nice change compared to the rest of the American population, which seemed to only understand French if it was followed by the word [i]fry.[/i] [color=ed145b]"Et je vous entendais assez bien,"[/color] Ellie added with a smirk. 

	Ellie then tossed the marble over her shoulder to Charles, her eyes flashing red as she manipulated it so it'd fall in slow motion, that way even Xavier would be capable of catching it. Ellie then turned and laughed at Mythri as she left, blowing the older woman a kiss as she then spun around again and caught up to Erik, skipping as she did so. [color=ed145b]"So, what's the plan, mon ami?"[/color] Ellie asked. She had pulled another marble out of her pocket and was playing with it.