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Purple Tent

Herryk's response was the most precious thing she'd ever seen, even if she was only watching with one eye. She laughed when he picked her up, but her laughter stretched her stitches, and she let out a little yelp, burying her face into his chest.

"Really?" She pulled away, looking up at him gratefully. "Ach, I'll lets yeh help, but that's all." She relaxed into his arms, finally closing both of her eyes as she let him carry her away.

"We goes next week." She whispered, already falling asleep - but not so much that she didn't feel the need to clarify. "Hel and me. It's.." She yawned. "It's going to sucks."

(Exiting~)

Purple Tent

"Where are we?"

The ghost boil grimaced. "The gym." He kept his voice as even as he was able, but her reaction to their surroundings damn near broke his heart. Jaw tensing, he grit his teeth as she whined. He understood why she was upset, but he there was no way he was going take her out of the gym or let her leave of her own accord, she was far too injured. His own gently oozing gashes were nothing to the burns that covered her arms and chest, and just the tight of them was enough to twist his stomach in painful knots.

She she shouted he flinched, the fingers cupping her cheek curling along her jaw. He shook his head as she pleaded to leave, dark red on black eyes falling shut so he wouldn't have to see the pain on her face as she looked up at him. Opening only once he felt the burning warmth of her cheek against his side. It had him sighing, moisture glittering in his eyes as he looked down at her. "You have to stay here." His voice was soft, apologetic, but his tone left little room for arguing.

Her skin was so warm she felt almost feverish. Touching her chin, he nudged her face up from his side so he could brush her hair free of her face, tucking it behind her ears. Even with the burns she looked flushed. "close your eyes and breath," he urged her, stepping forward so she could lay her brow against his chest. Cool hands cradling her face and along her throat.

Green Tent

They were ushered into a portal and before she knew it, she was back in school. The gym, specifically. She paused, walking past all the tents, reading the description for each; she could see her friends and fellow students being treated in some of the tents - the purple tent seemed to have a lot going on and she decided not to enter to avoid disturbing anyone.

Besides, she really wasn't in that much of a talking mood.

While she had a mild headache, and could still feel a bump at the back of her head where she had hit the ground rather painfully during the battle with "Red", Lizzy did not feel like she required any sort of medical attention; some rest would be nice, though. And lots of hugs. She could use someone to talk to too... For now, she settled for grabbing a spookie as well as a glass of water before sitting on the edge of one of the beds, her legs dangling above the ground.

She decided to keep to herself, nibbling on the spookie, the glass of water clutched tightly in one hand as she closed her eyes. She felt safe again, and at ease... It was good to be home.

Green tent

((entering from hh))

Edel stumbled through the door and into the gym, surprised to find that there were first aid tents set up already. She turned around, looking for the boogeyman she had spoken to before, but could not find him anywhere. She might have missed him outside the Haunted House earlier. The ghouls eyes began scanning the signs outside the tents, looking for the category she fell in. It was ironic that she was less damaged than some of the others, given how the Professor had literally killed her in the fire. The burns on the frost demon were not so much burns than patches of meltwater on her skin, but a few icepacks might suffice for now, so she thought. Lattice would need more attention, given how badly in shape she was....

The ghoul wandered over to the green tent, spotting the Salamander that had gone ahead earlier. Edel didn't say anything to Vieve, she didn't want to. The feeling was probably mutual. The frost demon couldn't help but think that the field trip had caused a rift between the four of them rather than bringing them together. At least, that was how Edel felt.

Taking a seat, the ghoul leaned forward, supporting her head with her hands. She was tired and upset. The field trip was a disaster, she could have been right about wanting to go back to Halloween earlier - a thought which sickened her. What on Halloween went wrong, exactly. The frost demon couldn't even feel relieved that she had not died permanently, or be captured by those wretched false reapers. But here she was, still alive.

The ghoul knew her Father would learn about this. He'd probably write in to the school too to asked for her to be pulled out. Edel grimaced at the thought of that. But it was true, she probably needed a break after this to see her family again. There were things ...... to talk about. Her fingers absentmindedly skimmed her the surface of her forehead, and upon the sudden realization she sat up with a jolt. Eyes scanned the vicinity for a sign of the patchwork boil. Was he here? Was he safe?

BLUE TENT

Lattice had left clutching the bone from Red's remains in her pale fingertips. The wound where an arrow had struck her was now throbbing painfully and while the pain didn't really bother her she didn't think it would be a wise idea to just simply 'walk it off' in this case. If her Sister or Petro had known they probably would have fussed at her until she went. She waited until she was guided the appropriate tent by someone who wasn't busy for a few seconds.

Once in the tent she settled in waiting for someone to attend to her most bothersome wound, there was a faint lingering cold related tremble that coursed through her. There was just something that being covered in momentary frost that just lingered with her it probably had a lot to do with her own lack of body temperature or perhaps she was simply chilled by everything that happened. The rest of her injuries were minor and less of an issue in her mind.

((ENTERING))

Green Room

Roch almost pouted. Willow had ran off his new toy, not that he would ever admit to something like that--but-- "Jackdamn that boil cries quickly," he said, shaking his head. "I get the problem, but still--"

He snorted, then reached up and touched the bug around his neck. "It's been ten minutes, Professor Cricket. And I haven't tried anything else, so can I go now? You can have your bug back, even though he does make a rockin' collar," he said to her through the bug. He would deal with the problem of Jackin' Johnny Danger being in HIS school, trying to take HIS place as the resident music guy, later.

But he definitely would deal with it.

Green Tent
The dragon had just been about to warn JD about what he was saying, but Willow ended up snapping at him before he could. And as a result, both first years stormed off elsewhere. Shaking his head slowly, he paused as he felt something small and smooth pressed into his hand.

Looking over at Vee, he realized she just gave something to him. With a tilt of his head, he brought the glass bottle up to see if anything was inside.

"What.. do you mean?" he asked since he doubted she was saying Red is or was a glass bottle.