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The train ride had taken forever. Terra had spent most of the time watching out the window as various lands flew past. There was so much of Halloween, the ghoul thought as she finally reached the gates of Amity--so much that she was still reeling from it.

She wondered if she could go home a different way sometime--take the long way, see the sights--oh, it would be marvelous, she thought, her silvery eyes lighting up with excitement as she stepped onto the school grounds. But that would have to wait, she thought, shaking her head and looking around curiously.

Of course... how she could find her way home seemed a lot more difficult considering that she had no idea how to find her dorm... and no clue of who to ask. Her fingers tightened on the woven handle of the basket containing all her worldly possessions, and she took another step forward. Maybe she could find it by searching!

Terra blinked, looking at the reaper curiously for a second, then smiled. "No, no, it was my fault, I was just standing here like an idiota," she said. "I'm a little... new to the area," she admitted--as if the accent and the fact that she was definitely NOT dressed for this cool weather didn't prove that fact.

"I am looking for--" she went on, digging through the pocket of her skirt and pulling out a sheet of paper, "Los dormotorio de los reapers," she read--only to flush under her white makeup. "I think it is called... the dormitory?" she asked, feeling like a complete idiot, again. "Can you tell me where that is?"

"Gracias, Senorita," Terra said. "I was going to go around peeking in all the buildings, but I suppose that could be seen as rude..." she said, abruptly rethinking the plan she had. "Of course, I do not see that stopping me in the future," she admitted. "I very much want to know where everything is--this school, it is bigger than my entire TOWN," she went on, not quite exaggerating.

"Do you have many fiestas?" she asked, distracted. "I very much like the fiestas! Or music! Do you have many good mariachi bands here? We have one, but they travel muy muy muuuuy mucho--" Then she shivered. "Is it always so frio?" she asked, rubbing her arms. "Maybe I will have to wear shoes--"

"Fiesta," Terra repeated. "There is dancing--" she clapped her hands above her head and did a little two step dance, "and eating, and singing and mucho, mucho people--a fiesta!" she said. "And frio is--" She searched her mind for the word, "Cold! Yes, is it always this cold? And mar-eee-atsh-ee, it is with a violin and other instruments--it is--"

She didn't know how else to explain it, so she reached out in a motion that would be shockingly familiar to the ghoul--and summoned her violin. She situated it on her shoulder and held out her bow so she could play a quick melody.

"This is mariachi! Or one song... with only the violin..." she admitted. "Usually there are more playing, and I am not as good as the violinist back home."

"Oh, yes, I will!" Terra said. "And si--celebrations," she added, pouting slightly at the fact that there weren't very many. She always enjoyed celebrations--and dia de los muertos was coming up quickly... "I am missing the grand celebration back home," she said quietly. "I will have to call them and see how it was."

She had never missed a dia de los muertos before. But then again... "It would not have been the same," she told herself firmly. Without her mother--no, it was too fresh a wound for her to really want to celebrate.

Then she looked up at the massive dorm, feeling even smaller. "And... there are many reapers in this school?" she asked. "To fill this grande--large of a building?"

"There is an office?" Terra asked naively. "I have this sheet of paper that they sent me with my acceptance," she explained, holding up the rather blank looking sheet for the other ghoul to see--not that she would understand it, it had been written in Spanish for Terra's sake.

"Ah, si--I mean yes, if you could tell me where the office is, I can go do that!" Terra said, feeling rather like a bother to the other ghoul. First she made no sense when she spoke, then the writing made no sense, then she was completely oblivious to how a school worked--ah, she was such a troublesome scareling. She could practically feel El Padre looking at her with disappointment.

"I am from Los Muertes," Terra said, still worrying that she was causing problems. This looked to be someone that knew her way around the school--who knew how important she was? "I am sorry for not introducing myself earlier," she added. "I am Terra Bethel... Scythe," she finished, finding the last name a bit strange. But she was going by that name now, regardless of if she had before this.

"And you are?" Terra asked.