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Basil looked up ahead and saw new paths, all fairly tree-less and looked back at Jamais "I don't think we have to worry about trees much longer" she pointed to the new paths "look!"

"Which one should we take?" Basil looked at the one right ahead, it looked the warmest and fastest, always a plus. Yet the one going to the icy peaks looks pretty with all the snow, it would take longer to go threw the snow, and it would be colder.

((Have to wait till 2:20 to go somewhere new))

Sin was awake now especially because poor Junko had been attacked, infact she was tempted to leap off after her. Except Junko seemed to get things under control pretty quickly. She slowly relaxed again and sat up stretching her arms and arching her back. She smiled at Quarria and brushed her hair back.

"Yes I'm awake, thank you so much for the ride Quarria, but I better get off and walk a bit more, helps keep me alert." Yes the freezing cold was infact a great rushing way to wake up. She unwound the scarf from around her shoulders and folded it back up. "I probably ought to try and return this too." She looked at Junko and Alcie uncertainly, she didn't want to leave her friends she felt very protective of them.

"You guys will be okay? I'll catch up as soon as I can." She glanced up ahead where paths were finally visible and pointed towards the one leading to the Island of Misfit Toys. "I'll meet you at that juncture?" Then she slipped off Quarria and gave a little wave, oh dear lord the snow was freezing cold, she had almost forgotten after her nice nap.

Right then, she trudged trying to find Christof to give him back his scarf.

Getting lost in scent he seamed to 'see' her scent go farther away from the battle with Christof. But what he didn't know was that she was striding right towards the battle to give him his scarf back. Oh if only he had known- perhaps he wouldn't have gotten so lost. He was now circling dangerous close to Candy Cane lane. He didn't know the dangers that lurked there. He hadn't heard the announcements at all. He had been chucked a distance away from his teachers because of phasing threw the cabin thanks to a lost pin. But he could smell Sin in that direction. So that looked like the way he was going- if only he wasn't so blasted LOST in the drunken trees.

His current position was most unorthodox, true enough, bu it was warm and comfortable. Gabrian wasn't sure how long he was going to be able to enjoy it, since, well, he wasn't quite sure what awaited them up ahead. As such, he was more than happy to let go of his usual stiff attitude in favor of relaxing; something told him he wasn't going to have the luxury to relax much longer. Dangers untold and chaos and quite possibly doom awaited them, he was sure of it. His cynical nature told him this relative peace simply couldn't last.

He blinked and tensed slightly as he felt Sin arch into him, much like a contented feline. He found he had absolutely no idea where to put his hands as she stretched herself out, so he opted for retreating them from her frame until she settled herself back down against him, "I don't know," he drawled out, smirking slightly, "I could've done without the cold, personally. We could all have enjoyed a nice bonding experience without the threat of freezing alive," apparently the trees weren't half as bad as the snow, as far as he was concerned. He did manage to read behind her words, and he found himself sighing in defeat; maybe keeping some friends wouldn't be a bad idea after all. Just... a small handful of friends. A small handful that... would be fine, right? Almost as if feeling the need to portray the fact he'd understood what Sin was saying, but not willing to voice it out, he reached up with a hand and patted the Succubus' head. The gesture was sweet and friendly, lacking any and all sexual intent.

In fact, despite the fact she was currently on his lap and he'd initially had trouble keeping his mind out of the gutter, Gabrian found he rather liked these people. And it had a lot more to do with their personalities and their actions than any sort of physical attraction might have had.

When Junko mentioned the fact they had a choice of paths up ahead, Gabrian frowned, "I don't know. I want to find my sister before I decide a path," a pause, "I should also check my ... rabbit investment didn't get herself killed on the trek up, actually..." he turned to smirk up at Quarria, "You're much safer than the train, let me assure you," he took n the dragon's words and looked thoughtful, "Hmmmm... well, we're water based demons. Males, like myself, take on a serpent form. Females, though... seem to favor a more... semi-fish like form," he finally placed his arms more comfortably around Sin as he continued, "We use music to our advantage. It's quite powerful stuff, music. If you know how to use it."

Strange.

He'd started out this trip utterly dead set on NOT socializing, but... it was just impossible not to, when one was tossed into such a situation as this.

As Sin stretched out again and slid off, he lifted his arms to allow her to do so. Unfortunately, he couldn't help from clicking his tongue over his sharp teeth, slightly upset to have lost part of the warmth. He did think the Succubus was right when she said she ought to return the scarf, and perhaps stay a touch more alert, for her own sake though, so he said nothing, offering her instead, another small smile, "They'll be fine," not that he was very good at fighting, granted, but he it felt like the right thing to say.

"Oh?" Junko turned to Gabrian when he mentioned meeting up with his sister and a rabbit investment, tilting her head a bit. Junko was an only child, she was rather curious what it'd be like to have a sibling! "You have a sister here? What's her name?" She didn't mean to butt in on their conversation, she just couldn't help her curiosity.

Sin was gone now, so Junko would have to do her best to keep up the confidence factor without her succubus friend around. Come on, Junko! You know Alcie and Gabrian well enough by now despite only just meeting them and really not knowing anything about them, right? That made total sense. The present was set carefully on her lap in a way that it wouldn't wreck her skirt or her stockings...leaving it on what part of her legs was bare as a result. Eugh, it felt so gross and sticky and ew. "Maybe the other groups will avoid the mountains too? Those sound helpful only for those that can fly." Like Raum or the boil she had seen at the student council party flying all over the place.

Eracs started to jump up and down.

"Hey guys! I see the end of this trail! Loook there are three more." Which way to go? Up, across, or down? The scarecrow left the forest with his pack and tent and went towards his next trail.

((ending post, not sure which he's taking til his friends leave too!))

"I don't mind fighting trees, never had a thing for them really." He wasn't a bird...he was a wolf. And aside from scratching at them or burying things under them he had no sort of...relationship with trees, unlike Draven who for obvious reasons did.

"I could see the idea of sitting in a tree, and it attacking, being enough to give nightmares. I hope that doesn't happen Draven." The nightmares part. It would be horrible. Though it actually happening would be worse.

Lagging behind, falling behind Eracs, in order to sniff at and eat some of the snow his eyes ever searching of the tree, he was just waiting for one to jump out and attack. Hearing Eracs he lifted his head, from where he was bent and nibbling on a packed ball of snow.

"Oh! So were on to the next part! Let's go then!" Bouncing up onto his feet, snow forgotten, the werewolf made his way toward the scarecrow. "Were getting closer to the Sandy Claws!" Maybe it wouldn't be trees attacking now! maybe something else...more odd and unexpected.