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Sin looked totally deadpan. "Well yes. Dry. It was a nice state of being." He completely missed the pun, much too stuffy to actually realise the jibe at him.

He shook his hair and gave his wings a few sad flaps. Oh well. He was wet now and the water was warm. "These clothes are ruined." He didn't sound too upset at least, sometimes it was kind of nice to actually break the rules. Maybe he'd go for a swim.

Slipping into the water properly, he did a lazy breaststroke over to the deeper parts of the pool.

"Is there anything in here other than junk?"

Ren brushed aside some of the crumbly dust and frowned. ... Crystals? Why was the floor made of crystal? He looked up to ask if anyone else had noticed ...

... oh god Cricket was here. Ren froze, fighting the impulse to go hide behind a stalagmite.

"A reaper is not complete without his weapon, Pyre," He frowned, and pushed back against her, determined not to let her get the better of him, "I merely do not find the things you find fun, fun."

He desummoned his staff suddenly, and took a quick step to the side, trying to make the ghoul fall into the water.

"Some fancy cup," Vel replied as she continued to pile things into it. Maybe it needed to be filled before it could be removed or something like that. Whatever the case was, she was trying to figure out a way to get it out of the water.

"The ******** do I know? Look for yourself." Bella charmingly demanded of Sin, before she squatted down and picked up a few pieces of treasure for her own. She started pocketing anything that looked good, including a nice little tiara that she dumped on her head. Then she stood up in the water, and curtseyed.

"I am Queen Bella of the nine levels of hell, please worship me appropriately!"

She began twirling around, as if she had some fluffy dress to twirl with, but really she was just splashing people left and right as she did.

"Laaa la la laaa la laaaaa~"

Ashly would have helped the other students fight off the tentacles. She really would have but...ya, at the exact moment that he tentacles had emerged was when her body had decided to go into a fit of coughs that were so violent they left her lying on the floor. The more she had tried to make them stop, the worse they had gotten, and by the time they had quit (which really, wasn't very long considering how powerful a room full of Y3 students apparently was) the tentacles had fallen to the ground in defeat.

She had kept to herself after that, mostly out of shame that she hadn't gotten a chance to help the others out, and partially out of jealousy that she hadn't been able to join in the fray.

And now she followed slowly behind everyone who had entered into the cavern with the lake, eyeing everything in the room that she could see suspiciously. It was still dark so many things were hard for the smoker zombie to make out. A lot of that was rectified when a few students turned on their own personal lights, so to speak, and she was able to have a good look around.

The first thing she noticed was the water. It appeared to be full of glinting and shiny treasure. Having no use for such trinkets, she was easily able to ignore them. What she couldn't ingore, however, was the slime from earlier beginning to dry and stiffen. It didn't bother her too much that her clothes were covered in it, but it was getting rather annoying in her hair, so she staggered over towards the lake, crouching down at the edge. She might have been a little more weary of the water, but many of the students had just gone sloshing their way into it, going for a swim or going to collect treasure for themselves. So, with a shrug, she slipped into the water herself, and submerged herself completely, working her fingers through her hair to try and remove the gunk that had begun to stiffen it. The odd sounds beneath the water, like a strange and enticing lullaby, made her eyes widen a little, but as she did not need to breathe and as it did not exactly sound unfriendly, she remained submerged until her hair felt as clean as it was going to get, before dragging her sopping wet self back up onto the shore.

That had certainly been...odd. She sat up and wrapped her arms around her knee's, coughing into her shoulder once in a while and looking around, finding some amusement in the antics of the other but all in all feeling like this day just could not get much worse.

"Maybe you should try filling it with some of the water...?" he suggested. "I mean, there's water everywhere, so somehow that seems like a logical step, he noted as he fussed with the enamel painted gold pendant he'd picked up, turning it over in his fingers over and over again.

He tried to not scratch at the gauges around his eyes, which looked as though they were tentatively holding together and would bleed again with the slightest bit of agitation.