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It was quite clear the driver DIDN'T know where he was going. PLUS he was playing terrible music.
Maddie had her arms crossed, pouting as she shook around in her seat. Sure she wanted to get out of Amity from time to time, but this is ridiculous. If she wanted to get herself lost, she could do that herself. Instead, she was stuck in some dumb bus where or when they'd stop, and the shaking definitely didn't help. She wished they could just ride the snake instead of this metal death trap.

At some point, she decided to look out the window to ease her discomfort, only to end up frowning more. Why was it so dang foggy? Where WERE they even?
She plastered her face to the window, squinting when she seemed to catch the shape of mountains through the fog. Mountains and... houses? What shoddy-looking houses. Maddie wanted to run out and kick one over right now.

Her wish to leave the bus was granted when the vehicle came to an abrupt stop., tossing her from her seat. In hindsight, a seatbeat might have helped, but safety seatbelts was for losers.
With a groan, she pushed herself up, looking around. Where WERE they? Who were these creeple staring at her? Maddie bared her teeth at them, clearly not pleased. THIS WHOLE TRIP WAS DUMB. EVERYONE WAS DUMB.

Armageddon was otherwise unused to buses. What they were supposed to do, or not do? That was entirely based on hearsay and popular media. A country witch, a bumpkin who was certain she'd just wanted to visit an emporium of some sort. But now, she wasn't certain where she meant to go int he first place, on a bus of all things.

She'd been fairly happy, sketching with charcoal in her notebook of various flora, fauna and dead looking plants that whizzed by. But soon the trip got too bumpy for her to concentrate. Or rather, she learned drawing or reading on a moving snake/vehicle whatever, was poor on a delicate tummy.

As such, the sudden rocky road turned violent, flipping the bus, and her stomach, in circles. Her familiar, a crow named Atelier, squawked in panic as he dug his talons into her skull. Many feathers were lost in the tussle.

She awoke after a stunned collapse, clumsily stumbling out of the bus door. Where was up? Where was down? Where in Jack's name was that ridiculous bus driver at? The locals avoided her nervous questions as if she were the black plague himself. She frowned, a gloomy smog seeming to cover her grayscale complexion.

The little witch turned to others; those who had also been on that fated bus ride.

"Um... um.. excuse me?" She walked in small steps, her elbows close to her waist, and a long fingered hand delicately reaching out to wave down a dark skinned ghoul nearby. Her crow still clung to her head, it's feathers malting and small squawks of discontent were thrown at the pair ahead.

"Volt," said Vaudrey seriously. "That is an excellent name, quite marvelous, I must say."

His own feathers ruffled and preened even as the other boil's clicked and dragged together, and he gave them a curious look, peering owlishly around him. "And yes, I quite agree, it was simply a chaotic ride - oh, gracious, have you truly broken something? Do you need assistance, good sir?"

He probably would have dramatically whisked to double check that nothing was truly broken had not they been interrupted by both of the boils that Vaudrey had waved to.

"Ah, yes magical," he sighed, as if he really had meant to be here (he hadn't) and then lifted a hand as though to wipe a tear from his eye, like he was misty eyed from such a place (he wasn't). "I must admit, I'm not quite familiar with everything here, but I would simply enjoy looking around!"

Vaudrey positively beamed at Viktor. "Have you two met each other? Are you acquaintances? We should all learn as much as we can about each other if we are to be here in this place at the same time! Would you all like to look around together?"

Hel's booming voice shocked her back into action. Oh Jack, it was...ink?? Was that what this gunk in her hair was? Seriously? Not even three steps in, and already her day was just ruined. She squished some of the stuff between her fingers and whined. She could summon water and wash it out, but it was just such a hassle, not to mention--

Piper heard her. Amrita. And there, in the same direction, the familiar dark figure of the dryder. Jackdamn it. She couldn't handle embarassing herself further, so after a quick mindless nod at Brenley being Brenley--knowing investigation was probably best, but not while she looked so awful--the ghoul looked for a hiding spot.

Right behind this complete stranger seemed feasible enough.

Motiining a one sec, Piper ducked behind the golem (not aware that there was a tiny demon in their midst as she made her temporary escape) and flashed them a frantic smile. "Hi, hold still please," was her greeting as she started to wring her hair of ink.

(My font choice is partially my fault. Mixed with a touch of Kae and Kuro enabling. I am sorry.)

"I want to walk home."

It was the first thing she said as soon as she even dared to move. Being shoved into an over crowded bus wasn't a new thing for her. It was when the bus started doing it's own flips, instead of the performer doing them that Kailani was inexperienced with. Luckily she was saved from being jostled to much as Neithan had promptly grabbed her on the spot and practically wrapped himself and his wings around her. Not that he had to pull her hard to move. Kailani had practically plastered herself to his armor in a last ditch effort to keep from colliding with the seat or window of the bus.

As the bus settled, Kailani decided right then and there, that Neithan was a lot softer then he visually appeared.

"Nei..." She murmured, momentarily forgetting that the taller man wasn't too keen on nicknames. "Neith." She said again, her voice growing stronger, returning to her. "Neithan, are you alright. Come on, we hafta get outta this bus before the driver tries to kill us. Again." That or did something else like set the bus on fire. They filed out of the bus, as they tried not to trip too much on the other's that were still picking themselves up from their little... tumble. Kailani blinked at the small village, solid black eyes scanning everything. "...We should probably stick together.."

And then came another. Obviously War clan from the way he was hooping and hollering like the other. At least they were excited she supposed, but they could have kept it down a little at least. Falair was picking up a few side eye glances from the students.

"Seems like War is coming out of the woodwork today." Brown eyes narrowed just slightly as she stood and dusted off her puffy red pants. The beads in her blue hair clicking together.

To be honest she half expected that the two might start sparring right then and there.

"Oh, I don't believe I've had the pleaure," Viktor said with a smile, turning to Volt and Dekana. "It's Viktor, but you can call me Vik if you want." He tapped his chin in thought at Vaudrey's words. "Well there's not really much about ME that's interesting. I mean.....I like music and...uh...'painting'....yeah we'll call it painting." He mused. His spray paint was still in his back pocket. "What about you all? Anything I should know?" he questioned, interested in his fellow comrades

"But ya know, I haven't a clue as to where we are either. So how's about an adventure then? I wouldn't mind taking a peek around town if you all are up to it? Maybe a villager can tell us something?"