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"Oh, there sssshe isss!" She wriggled happily, giving the boil a brief squeeze to get his attention, in case her fussing didn't, "There! There!" She moved her head, hanging off the reaper's shoulders as she gestured at the mermaid with a tilt of her head, urging Thanatos to move; it was obvious which - of the two - was more excited about meeting up with old friends.

With a soft chuckle, he obliged, walking towards the center of the platform, "Hello-"

"Amphi, darling! It'ssss good to ssssee you!" She interrupted, giving her cheek a nuzzle before she realized how nervous she looked. Immediately, she curled around her shoulder, giving her another nuzzle, this time on the other side of her face, her voice filled with concern, "Are you feeling alright, darling? You look a little pale."

((Entering!))
Nadia listened to the attendant intently, and started looking around only after she finished. It was best to hear every single word that an older one says, and members of this Clan in particular. Nadia had the feeling that they used their words like their weapons - swiftly and with no unnecessary flair.

The abundance of trees and their elevation did not unnerve her, though she would be lying if she said she wasn't surprised. Then again, the Clan seemed to have some decidedly Amazonian traits. She turned from the window and studied the wooden floor, gauging how much weight it could sustain before cracking and sending everyone on it hurtling to the ground far below. After a through inspection, Nadia decided that there was no need to limit Fred's weight. Despite the somewhat ominous creaking, the wood was in no danger of splintering under the weight of a dozen students.

Finished with assessing the danger of such a high elevation, Nadia finally glanced around the room, acquainting herself with the faces of the students. Most of them seemed at least a little unnerved by the height, but only one was as frightened as to risk the fury of the attendant by asking a question. Nadia decided to try and help the poor half-horse student as best as she could.


"Hello!" Nadia whispered cheerfully when she crossed the distance between her and the student, not wishing to disturb either the Clan members or the other students. "You seem very upset by the height, is there anything I can do to take your mind off of it?"

(ENTERING)

Roch woke up the moment he was picked up, dropping down from Danny's shoulder, stretching his arms over his head with a grunt, and looking fully alert. Yes, astonishingly enough that little nap had been enough to get him going again. But he did reach up and check his earring count before holding out his hand to Danny.

"Hand it over," he said, patiently. Before looking around. Wow... this was weird. "So... this is War?" he asked. "Nice view."

Then he jerked, twisting and turning, his hand patting his chest in search for--"Jackdammit, I ain't got my guitar!" he muttered, a stressed out expression on his face. He should have seen that coming, he thought reluctantly--but this was an entire two weeks without his guitar--

The punk boil looked as if he was going to cry.

[[Entering]]

Upon stepping through the portal, Herryk glanced around the spacious room. The floorboards groaned menacingly beneath his feet as the draugr made his way over to Calder. Reaching forward, Herryk placed a large hand on the kelpie's shoulder, following it up with a reassuring squeeze.

"Calder. Do not worry, hmm? It is not so high up."

Yes it was.

"These floors are very sturdy." He lifted a foot before slamming it back down. "See?"

[entering]

Sheridan's mood may have improved, though only slightly. He was now in the home of the horsemen, that made him unhappy, his tail flicking back and forth like an annoyed cat. However he was in the clan of war, away from conquest and especially away from the clan of death, and that was at least a small relief.

He took a deep breath, inhaling the air. It was warmer than he would have liked, but he could feel they were high. Not so high as the mountains of his birth, but far higher than even the tallest roofs of Ammityville. His eyes closed, a faint sense of peace despite the creaky floors and the commotion of other students around him.

Not that he was letting down his guard or that his suspicions had lessened. But maybe he could tolerate this, for now, it was only a couple weeks, right?

Ulmuka jumped when he heard Calder scream. The strix was not very close with the kelpie but he'd like to think they were friends in some small way. The strix didn't like seeing someone so distressed over heights.

Always grinning, he shuffled behind the kelpie and rested his hands on the boil's shoulders.

"It's alright Calder." He chittered, teeth clacking happily. "I have wings. Do not worry about falling. Hold my arm and if something happens I will fly and catch you, hm?" He tilted his head, trying to be helpful.

Nadia was thrilled when two other ghouls came over to soothe the frightened... Calder, was it? She didn't have much experience meeting new people, after all, and this gave her a chance to introduce herself! Neat!
"Both of your friends are right, Calder, there's nothing to be afraid of! The wood is very sturdy, and won't crack even if another dozen of students comes along, and believe me, I'm very good at mass and weight calculations," Nadia smiled reassuringly, trying to show her deep trust in her own calculations. "And even if, by some extremely unlikely event, the floor was to crash, I'm sure your feathered friend is strong enough to carry you to safety, isn't that right umm, I didn't catch your name?" Nadia fervently hoped she didn't come off as too straightforward.

[Entering]

Once they had gotten into the forest proper, Siddie found herself relaxing a little; the sky might be clear and bright and the platforms vertiginous, but the thick vegetation meant that there were dapples and long stripes of shadow everywhere. It wasn't like the welcoming darkness inside the rooms in the house she'd grown up in, but there was enough dark that she was no longer anywhere near as nervous.

She flexed her fingers a little and wondered if, given enough time and practice, she could produce wings. Though that wasn't her particular talent, so even if she did, she probably wouldn't ever be able to fly with them, she realized. She listened to the representative of War; the horseman asked for questions, but didn't seem at all like she actually wanted to hear them, so Siddie didn't ask any.

Calder was terrified. Siddie sidled over to the kelpie boil and took his hand. "It's okay," she said. "You won't fall, we're here."