Elliot WAS ready. The appearance of the ghost didn't bother her. He wasn't the Grey lady, whom she wouldn't mind speaking to, so she honestly didn't care that he was there. She was just glad it wasn't Peeves. He had caused such chaos in Creatures....and she had ended up with WORMS in her HAIR.

Elliot had NOT been a happy camper. Nope.

She practiced the complicated movement a bit more, since she had the wording down perfectly. Her years of Latin helped a lot with the spells sometimes! As the rain cloud appeared, Elliot quickly pulled the hood of her raincoat over her head and tied it tight so that no part of her head was peeping out except her eyes. She kind of looked....weird.

Oh well, she did NOT want to get wet.

Ahem. "Protego Caelum!" she cried, doing the circle then the flick. And BAM. Noo raaaain! Whoooh! Elliot was PROTECTED! Yeah!