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"Times UP!" Savages voice screeched across the class room. Ghosts appeared again and collected all the filled out quizzes from the students in a rather hostile manner. They quickly and neatly placed all the filled out quizzes on the professors desk before vanishing again, this time in to the floor. The white started to decay a little in the spot they disappeared in and slowly started to spread through out the entire class room until everything looked as if it had been rusted with age and decay.

Honestly, it was more like Halloween then the pure white setting. More 'normal' but in a way a little disturbing how the transformation had just occurred. Savage didn't make any comment thought she merely smiled. And kept on smiling.

"Boats..." She gave Pepin a very serious look, "Can take a person any where if there is water. The real question is if there is water in the internet." To any tech-savy students it would be kind of clear that Savage was not very familiar with the interwebs.

"No more questions I'm afraid. I m actually late for another appointment." The bars on the doors lifted up and the door swung open. "You are all free to go. Those of you who took this quiz may come up and take a seed to go play in the festival. Those of you that didn't take the quiz can kindly get out of my face and stop wasting my time."

The room shifted to the usual decor of Halloween, and Whisper stood. That was a rather quick lesson...probably the quickest they had ever had. But the Professor had her reasons, so Whisper did not question it. She approached the front to grab a seed, flashing Savage a quick smile. "Thank you Professor."

[[Getsurae]]

Edel put her pencil down, picking it up again to twiddle it around as she stared at the pop quiz. She didn't know what else to do with it, and it just as well that Professor Savage had screeched for them to stop and the ghosts from before had snatched up their papers from their desks. The frost demon remained seated as she observed the classroom fade back into a more familiar setting, wearing a wry look on her face.

The class was over? Edel was a little surprised by the abrupt turn of events; it felt as though she had just sat through a very, very random lesson by the rather strange and whimsical Professor. It was debatable whether actual lessons were of such a nature, or that this was a once off event seeing that the lesson was conducted whilst the florestical was still in full swing. (Edel was more inclined to think that it was the latter case.) Getting up from her seat, she approached the front desk and thanked the Professor with a bow before claiming a seed. It would probably have been a little too impolite to comment on the Professor's choice of furniture (however, should such a discussion take place, it should be noted that the frost demon thought well of the fine chair), but Edel gave a subtle smile of approval before turning around to leave. She glanced around the room for Owl and Joachim, unsure if they were done with their quizzes and if they would like to continue exploring the tent or head back out to the festival.

(( Zyphiris ))

He had to admit, the sudden change was unnerving, but not as unnerving as that spotless white room. Anything that clean was spooky in it's own right and he was very glad to see it go. Though he'd never understand what the whole pop-quiz was about. Perhaps there was a reason for it and perhaps there wasn't.

Pushing his chair out and giving a good stretch, Tybalt walked up to the professor to pick up a seed. "Thanks for the uhh... interesting lesson Teach." He said before heading off towards the now unbarred door and back into the festival.

Perhaps now he could at least experience some of the booths or visit someplace like the haunted house he had heard of?

(( OnionGrump ))

((tohere))

Owl, not knowing how to write, didn't complete the quiz.
She sat with a blank, content expression as everyone else's pencils scratched against the paper while using her pencil as a sword.
"Cresh, cresh! Klangk!" the noises sounded much less than close to realistic, but Owl didn't mind.
As the teacher said they could leave, Owl felt sad. She pocketed the pencil (BUT THAT'S STEALING!!!111) and got up off her seat to leave.
She didn't think to consult her tumbleweed as to whether it could string sentences together.
It was a smart tumbleweed.... it probably could.

((Tohere))