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Eyes wide and trying to keep herself from hyperventilating, Emily backed out of the shed. Someone who knew her would wonder what she had under her short cape, while anyone who didn't might wonder if she was really a d-cup. Once the door had closed, she finally turned around and stared out at the garden. For a moment she didn't do anything, still shocked that she had done it. She had gotten Mr. Monty's medicine and come back out unscathed.

The witch looked right. Looked left. And then did a quiet little fistpump of victory. "Yes!" She whispered, feeling giddy and excited. Now to go save Mr. Monty!

On her way back, Emily could have sworn she heard voices in a tree. One even sounded like Shehk! The little witch chuckled softly to herself. As if her friend would ever get stuck in a tree. If Emily had gotten through safely, then Shehk could have gotten through and back like it was nothing. In fact, she probably did it everyday right before breakfast! Plus the groundskeeper was super nice. Terrifying, and capable of freezing her in place just by looking at her, but still...he didn't hurt her or anything, and had even given her this.

With one last, fond look at the tree, it really did sound like Shehk, Emily quickly made her way back to the dorms. Mr. Monty seemed pretty surprised to see her back so quickly and "in one, non-slimy piece." Did he seem a little disappointed? No, that couldn't be! He was probably still feeling sick, and didn't he perk right up when he saw the little pot she produced?

Well the door was open, that was good. So far she had managed to get INTO the door. But what was that noise? She couldn't place it.

"Ah, Lily mi nina. Please do glance downward," Tartalo said hesitantly.

"Huh?" Lily looked down and practically scretched! She hated little crawly things!!!

Oh if her Aunt Loreta could see her doing a facinating redition of the salsa. She stampped and jumped about trying to get rid of the little crabs. Tartalo couldn't help but chuckle as he was swung about by his baby. Well maybe she'd learn from this little experience.

Something told Rain that this was a bad idea. Of course, she never was big on thinking. She wanted to know what was inside and the best way to find that out was to actually search inside. She shouldn't even be here. She was sure that exploring the grounds at this hour was forbidden but she couldn't sleep. Literally. Being undead, she never needed to rest and she got tired of laying in bed all night. Usually she read a book or listened to music but tonight, she was even more restless. She had decided to go for a walk and that lead her here.. somehow. Was it intuition or just coincidence?

Well, she might as well see if the door was unlocked.

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@Breck-

Oh if LOOKS could kill... well then again, she always looked like she wanted to roast a horse on a open fire. Still in the heat of the moment, she stepped over the (now dead) 'crab' grass and reached a tanned arm out to slap Breck. "...Breck dear, its not kind to give a woman crabs."

Was all Byrn said, looping a arm through Brecks and dragging him back into the back room... slamming the door behind them.

She had been following another student, planning to scare her. She loved playing pranks on others like that. Somewhere along the way though, she had lost her target. She had gone in this direction, right? Or was it back the other way? She was about to give up her search when she stumbled upon the shed.

"What a dirty little building," she mumbled under her breath. Didn't the owner ever think to clean? Or remodel? Was the inside as atrocious as the outside? She had to know. She had to find out who owned this shed. Maybe she could rearrange the furniture or redecorate. Wouldn't the owner be surprised? Perhaps even furious?

Morrigan could not resist the temptation. She looked around to make sure no one was watching before she quietly but quickly walking over to the door. What would be inside?

Upon entering, Mai immediately noticed the writhing bag of crab grass seeds near the door. Well, this was the grounds keeper's shed, the ghost supposed that such a thing wasn't too out of place. She hovered cautiously over the ones that were skittering about the floor boards, the vicious little things looked very much like they'd be happy to swarm right over her if given half a chance.

She was trying to pay very close attention to her surroundings as she floated through the small room, wondering what hidden dangers might be lurking about. She caught sight of a hauntingly attractive plant, but when she settled herself to the floor in order to see it close up, there was an audible *click* as she triggered some hidden trap.

Startled, Mai tried to will herself incorporeal, but she only got about half way there before the mechanism sprung. She thusly managed to be flung sideways rather than straight out, though it didn't help her situation much. Instead of flying out the front door, she was catapulted full speed down what was probably a laundry chute off to one side. After a few senseless moments of rolling and rattling, she was spit out of the chute, landing in a wheel barrow with a dull thump. Parts of her body became indistinct wisps at the impact.

Mai's little ghost flame companion appeared then after being absent the whole time, hovering near her face. It seemed to laugh at her as she lay sprawled in the laundry heap, her hair floating about her face like curls of mist. The light that came off of it sent rolling glimmers of blue across the scenery as the little spirit appeared to chuckle in silent amusement.

She was inside, a musty smell assailing her nose as she entered, the web ends of her dress trailed behind her and collected dust as she moved. She squinted in the gloom of the shed, moving further in, pushing back her hood and shaking out her hair. Now she could hear properly but there was little sound other than her breath and movements.

Once she was inside the shed she wasn't sure what to do other than move further inside, casting her gaze around to see if any of her eight legged friends had set up home here. As she looked around she caught sight of another door.

'How big is this shed?' she murmured, as she changed direction and went towards it. Something made her stop a few paces from the closed door, and she turned on the spot, nerves finally failing her. Green points of light flashed in the coiling mist in the darkness before her and with a faint noise she scurried forward, fleeing from the growls at her heels. Making the front door, she hurried away from the shed, supremely glad that no one had been around to witness her flight.

As far as she was concerned the shed had earned it's reputation..if only the cards had shown this when she consulted them this morning!

{Forgot to roll, sorry!}