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 Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 10:06 pm
He had been really, really good about this. For days. He had yet to actually get lost. A reason for a small, tiny, sense of pride. Considering the campus was new, large, and filled with a lot of really hyper active odd people. That he did not know.
But today, today it was all ruined. He'd fumbled it all... all because one hyper active charging monster running by had sent him scrambling to one side, and then a lovely ghoul of a ghost(he assumed she was lovely) darting through a wall left him a little spooked. And well a few other events down the line and here he was, staring at a hall completely and utterly lost.
There were classrooms. A good sign. Molan was still on the campus. A definite plus. Yes, he could do this. When lost find ones bearings. A window would be useful, he just needed to find one. So why did all of these classrooms seem to be haphazardly named, and bear no view of the outdoors? And most were somewhat dimly lit, if even that. Seeing as most classes weren't in session in this area apparently. He thought a few smelled rather questionable too, he didn't want to know what sort of class had been brewing that. Though... maybe that one was a culinary class. Hmm, or just a really bad trap. Best to avoid it either way, he'd ruin someones uh... grade? Yep, no part in any of that.
Even better, no one to ask. Not that he would. Pride, and a bit of a shy side said asking a random passerby was just out of the question. Nope, a really smart person would just choose a direction and start walking, hoping it might lead somewhere good. Sure there were sometimes people skirting past on one side or another, some even stopped to look, but he didn't bother to engage any of them in a quick conversation of 'do you know the way out?' Actually, they might just be as lost as he was. They didn't look that much older than him... so onward to adventure. In a perfectly random direction that he just felt oh so good about.
Genius, absolutely genius. He'd get out of this one way or another. In the meantime, anyone paying attention could watch an idiot who had probably just wandered down the same hall a few times somehow. This school's architecture was very special after all.iStoleYurVamps ROULETTE SAYS IT'S TIME TO GET LOST.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 9:19 pm
Frost wasn't amazing with directions in a new area. But, he was a tracker, a hunter. Once he had a scent he was fine. Once he memorized a path he was good to go. It wasn't often he got lost but when he did, he did. Having come to Amity a year ago, he'd adapted and didn't get lost so much anymore. Much. It happened sometimes. So when he ran across students looking a bit lost, he did try to help, he know how it could be. New school, large, and not exactly 'safe' by some means. A boil, tail, ears, and... horns. A curious creature, Frost made his approach, feeling a sudden brush of cold as he got close. "Ah pardon." He tapped the boil on the shoulder. "You alright?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 10:14 pm
Molan had managed to go around in a circle, he was sure he'd seen that classroom's name before. Yes, at the moment he was absolutely, utterly and entirely sure he had. Which meant the other direction was the way to go to escape from this endless cycle of wandering. Right?
HAH. Success, an answer was found. His ears flicked up at his small triumph, before the he nearly jumped out of his own skin at a tap on his shoulder jolting him from his epiphany. He looked up rather confused after his initial surprise, blinking at the other boil as he was speaking. Asking if he was alright? Well of course he was fine, just a little-
Right, well that did fall under the question too. He cocked his head to one side, figuring it wouldn't hurt to verify, since he'd been asked. "A bit turned around is all." He replied, eyes shifting to another from one hall to another as he tried to finalize a new way to try if this fellow wasn't sure. "The exit?" It couldn't hurt too much, at this point. There was also a chance he'd end up saving another hour of trying to find actual fresh air.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2013 8:31 pm
The wolfos backed slightly from the boil's jump. "For me, I did not intend to startle. And... yes that happens." Looking up at the ceiling, then around the halls, Frost grinned. "This isn't the worst part of the school to get lost in all in all." Pointing over to a corner there was a small colored marker. "They're around the school. Can help you find your way. Personally, I used my nose when I started out." Frost offered his hand. "Frost in the Storm by the way. Want me to help you get where you need to go?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 7:28 am
He felt a bit sheepish about even being spooked by the other's appearance, shaking his head at the comment. Obviously it was fine, he hadn't meant to cause trouble so, no harm done. He'd just been a bit too caught up in his own thoughts and being jarred out suddenly was his own misstep. He wouldn't fault the boil for that. Though the next comment caused a bit of a stare. If this wasn't the worst part of the school, he could only imagine what was. Or what resided there to make it the worst part. Did he want to know? Though he was a bit curious about it not. "There are worse?" He chimed up in reply after a moment, glancing off to one side. True, it wasn't that bad, but it wouldn't hurt to know where to avoid. At least maybe where to avoid at the wrong times of day perhaps?
And then the note of a marker of some sort, a colored thing that apparently helped one figure out their way? Obviously this was a system he'd failed to notice until now, since he hadn't been using them. More a matter of memorization of what connected to what and where. "Oh." He wasn't entirely sure how sniffing around would help, but then again, some things did smell odd around here. It did probably have it's uses. "Is there documentation for it?" He added, meaning the colored system. He'd at least look into it. It could be useful.
As well he had the greeting to deal with. The fellow was friendly enough, offering to even show him out. He slowly took the other boil's hand, shaking it after a moment as he replied, figuring it couldn't hurt. There wasn't much harm in getting out of here finally. "Molan. You can if you'd like, as long as it's out I will be fine." He at least knew most of the external buildings layouts well enough. You know, as long as he stayed out of any of the more questionable locations. Forests aside and all.
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 1:14 pm
The laugh that threatened to bubble up from Frost was hard to swallow back down. The school was filled with things that would prove to be highly unpleasant, if not utterly traumatizing. The other bathroom, the fact you could end up in the haunted house, some of the lunches. It was rather hit and miss. "Worse, better, depends on your view. Most would say worse, but I would not be distraught over it. The times such things are encountered is rare." A small shurg, red eyes went back to the marker. "...Not that I know of. You learn as you go most of the time. Just being aware of your surroundings will aid you greatly." The handshake was brief, yet the ghost gave a small squeeze of strength. Molan, not a bad name, though one he couldn't place the origins of. "A pleasure to meet you Molan. And if you don't mind me asking, where do you need to be? I can lead you out but that might just put you back to start as it were."
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2013 10:55 am
One brow was arched at the seeming odd look that briefly crossed the older student's face at his question. There wasn't a lot of detail offered as to the reason for that brief look, but Molan could only assume there was obviously more to it. Rare encounters or not he likely had something to dread. Perhaps he'd know it when those times came, perhaps not. It was hard to say, but for now all he could do was c**k his head to one side and eye the wolfos curiously. "I see." He stated it slowly, gazing briefly at the boil as he spoke before slowly nodding as he tried to comprehend what Frost meant. Sadly, he hadn't been here long enough to have a proper grasp, so he could only catch a few straws more than anything.
He frowned a bit at hearing there was no actual system. Apparently experience and time was going to be his only true friend to avoid ending up lost in this place. Well, he'd figure it out eventually. "I'll figure it out eventually." True enough, he prided himself in at least being somewhat observant. Today was a special case, he'd been spooked. Normally he'd have never gotten so turned around and lost in the halls. At least that was what he liked to tell himself.
Both eyes fell to the handshake, which was short, actually held more meaning than one might have thought. Frost wasn't shy, and actually pretty confident. At least that was what he'd shown with the handshake. Far more secure with his place in the school than he was at the moment. A respectable enough sign. He glanced back up as the fellow began speaking again, idly tilting his head to one side. "The dorms, if you can help me find a way out, it should be enough." Which was true, he had a sense of direction, just not in the winding hallways of the school. "The concern is appreciated though." He added after a moment, a small smile was offered as well. Though he briefly paused, watching the boil a moment curious. Now that he thought about it, it was rather obvious he knew a bit. Curiosity piqued enough finally for him to speak again, a simple question really. "So how long have you been here?"iStoleYurVamps If you want to know, Molan is Irish. It means Servant of the Storm. >w> /shot Originally the character was an animal and didn't have clothing, so it fit better. He later got clothes and well... they're less than irish. Let's blame his father. His mother was the one with a background that probably influenced his choice of clothing more. neutral Maybe. ...maybe. *Throws more BS at the wall till it sticks.* Yeaaaaa /pose
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Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2013 7:40 pm
A firm nod, Frost pat Molan lightly on the back before stepping away. "No worries really. It might seem a bit intimidating, but it's really not. Things look larger than they really are when first encountered." Unless they were bears. Bears were always large, that never changed. "Which dorms do you need to be at? I'm a ghost so-" he floated breifly a few inches from the ground, "-it's just a matter to which path we take for speed sake. No point of leading all the way to one dorm rather than another yes?" A sniff to the air was followed a raised eyebrow. "huh, smells like someone made a mess down the hall.. so... looks like we'll be taking the other path towards the dorms." Motioning for Molan to follow, Frost walked at a steady rate, neither fast nor slow. "I'm a third year, and have been around for a while, yes. Many have been here longer than I have."
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 11:19 am
Certainly the school was larger than their house, but it wasn't that complicated? ...then again he had gotten lost. He couldn't say much. A mere nod as he mused over the comment. Had he really thought the school was that large? Maybe... a bit, but it just required adjustment to get used to use. That much was true. He tilted his head a bit as the ghost continued, noting that he had taken to floating along instead. "The demon dorms." He replied briefly, ears drooping as the smell down the hall caught him around the same time as the wolfos. That smelled foul, like someone left something out to rot for weeks. No, that was a bit unfair, this smelled a bit worse than most of the undead he'd passed by at the school.
And he had to be fair to them.
Still, all that aside he was thankful for the suggestion of going another route, quickly following behind. They couldn't do that away from other beings perhaps? Honestly, it was a bit rude to make such a 'mess' as Frost had put it out in the open. Yick. He really was going to try and keep an open mind, but there were limits.
Still, the smell did start to go away as they walked along, his pace matching Frost's after a moment as he wandered along after. So the boil had been going to the school a good chunk of time, even if he admitted not being the first. That explained why he knew all of the alternate routes to escape though. Which did save his senses that much more this day. "That explains much then." He replied briefly, tilting his head a bit as he watched the fellow canine. "Then you'd know most of the peculiarities of the campus?" Things it was good to know to avoid. "Are there any specific things or areas you would suggest steering clear of?" Because there had to be something he'd want to well... not go near. Possibly.iStoleYurVamps I r slow I am sorry /slow and fail
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Posted: Wed Mar 27, 2013 8:07 pm
Demon- well he supposed it made sense. Some canines had horns after all. "Demon, I would not have expected. As for places to steer clear of-" he could think of a few. The other bathroom, the headmistress's office, Anywhere Arel was when he was in a bad mood, the cafeteria when it was secret food saturday. "-well let's say it's a learning experience. Mostly, avoid places that smell bad, and angry teachers... which usually is Arel." Double door,s the ghost smiled, opening one and taking a deep breath of fresh air. "Well... we're out. Ned help back to the dorm or have more questions?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 15, 2013 9:21 pm
The fox flicked an ears up at the comment and tilted his head. Perhaps it was merely the region he was from, but his kind were common enough there. So he rarely thought it odd to see a demon with more animal-like features. Still, he could imagine where people got the idea he might be a monster. Still the answer didn't particularly help him with what to avoid and the boil merely glanced off. He knew enough to avoid odd smells in general(who didn't?) and well... he wasn't sure if he'd met that Arel. But he didn't know them by name yet, so he'd have to run into them first. Which would make it too late.
Time to reformulate the question. As they drew to the doors and glorious friend air, rather than that slightly stuffy type that tended to lurk in large buildings, he shook his head at the mention of needing help to the dorms. He did have some sense of direction. "A final question." He stated, figuring the it might prove to earn him better answers. "If not places to avoid, then are there places better to go to?" Certainly there had to be... safer areas in the school? Or perhaps just places that might be more enjoyable to find oneself in. A student who had been here a while should know, certainly. Which was why Frost was met with a rather expectant gaze. One that assumed it should get some results.iStoleYurVamps I win at slow. biggrin /blames events
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Posted: Sat May 04, 2013 9:03 pm
Frost nodded at the request for a final inquiry. "The other bathroom, the main office, anything forbidden, and the forest. Oh-" A finger held up, expression solemn. "And the horsemen. They are... they will lie and say they have your interests at heart but really, they only seek to use us. Avoid them and do not take part in their schemes. If you see them drawing students in, go with, only if you know that all they speak will be in lies." A small twitch to his lip, it was obvious that he held no favor to them. "I watch, follow, seek only to protect the students... but they are devious. And they walk on the grounds. Avoid them as you can." A bow. "Shall that be all?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 1:04 pm
It was a bit odd really, but Molan brushed it aside. He'd asked before for places to avoid, and received a vague answer. And not for places to go to, and... Well he'd merely write it off as Frost being a bit of strange being. Many of them had peculiarities. He couldn't put the fellow down for having his own. Rather, he just mentally took not of the information and raised a brow idly at the words.
The fellow seemed to hold great disdain for the horsemen, a group he knew little of. Just some basics he'd overheard, but... information was to be taken with a pinch of salt. Never thrown out though. So aside from a quirked brow at the utter disapproval from the fellow he nodded. "I'll keep their deceit in mind." Was all he had to say in regard to the group before the final statement."I can certainly find my way from here." A brief pause as he thought better of leaving it at that. "Your patience with my questions is appreciated, Frost." A diplomatic response really. But he'd at least added it.iStoleYurVamps 5ever slower than you! PS Frost haet pny
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