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It had to be falling, didn't it? Didn't it?! There were very few things the ghost boil was truly afraid of, already being dead and all, and falling just happened to be at the top of that list. He awoke with a startled grunt, sitting bolt upright in the snow with glowing eyes wide. He was relieved to find he still had a body, though it faded as he realized he didn't have a clue where he was. It was very white, and there didn't seem to be much in the way of landscaping or notable surroundings. "Where in Jack..."

The shock of the fall was wearing off more by the minute, and now that he was calmer he glanced around himself, looking for the ghouls as well as everyone else that had been in the hallway with them.

He didn't see Tomoko yet, but Junko was sitting up a few yards away from him. "J, you ok?" Despite the forced calm she was attempting to project, Seiji could tell she was upset, and he had a fairly good idea as to why. He didn't recognize the amulet that Vieve had picked up, but Junko had, and she'd warned the thing was dangerous. He wandered if this was what she meant.

Pushing up to his feet trudged through the snow until he reached her side, but didn't reach out to touch her as he usually might. It was really cold, and while it didn't really bother him, it did drop his temperature considerably. He didn't want to leech what little warmth she was clinging to on her own.

Following her lead, Seiji gave a mound of snow a nudge with his toe. Gaze sliding slowly around the group of students, he arched a brow at the few that hadn't actually been in the hall with them before everything had gone to hell. Where exactly had they come from? He was surprised to see the bit of fabric caught on the toe of his boot when he looked back down, and he pulled his foot away slowly to free the garment from the snow. "What the ******** is that, a jacket?" It was white and gold, but utterly filthy.

"Pendant?" Malodore tensed, turning to Junko. "I didn't see whatever it was before it was picked up... was it a pendant like the one... that one time?" Junko had been there, hadn't she? So many students had been involved in that event that it couldn't quite remember...

If it was, then there was a very real possibility they were now in the Human World. The plague doctor ground its beak.

Mot might have screamed like a ghoul when Jericho stormed toward them.

"NOT ME!!!!" He squeaked defensively, curling up in the jacket Sammy gave him like it were a protective cocoon.

"I was just minding my own business taking a walk and picking up litter!"

Junko looked to Seiji as he asked her if she was okay, frowning and giving a quiet nod. She was...okay. She wasn't great, but it could be worse. They could be getting attacked again. She rubbed the back of her head just above Her mouth, looking around at all the snow. It was just like Christmas Town. This made no sense. Ugh! "Yeah, Arel dropped a pendant." Junko's eyes darted from Malodore to Vieve and then back to Malodore again. "One of those blue ones, like from that...island...and that one time, yes." If he meant the time they had to avoid moving contraptions? Then yes. That time.

It wasn't long before a loud cry had Junko squeaking and jumping behind Seiji, eyes wide and hair writhing unhappily. What the hell, Jericho!? "J-Jericho! Calm down! We don't know..." She wouldn't blame Vieve...not entirely, anyway.

"What are all these coats?" Junko hummed curiously as she reached out to run her fingers over the one Seiji had one, as did Malodore. What did they mean? Whose were they? They looked like they had been nice at some point in time. "I've never seen coats like these before...ah...Mot? Are you alright?" That was not how any boil Junko had ever heard sounded like. Goodness!

Jericho was not too amused with Mot's reaction, though he looked around towards the others that answered him. Only Junko really had something of use as far as information went. Wait. Pendants? That made the dragon frown.

"Jack dammit, we better not be anywhere near that island again," he growled while looking around. It didn't seem to be foggy at all, which was a good sign. After shooting Sammy a glance, he let out a smokey huff.

"Do I need to start melting all this snow? I'll do it," he grumbled while rubbing his arms and tucking his wings close to his body. A good breath of fire should clear out the powdery white stuff pretty damn well.

"DON'T YOU EVEN THINK OF MELTING THAT SNOW", the salamander yelled, hopping back onto her rock. The last thing she needed was for the snow to turn into water.. she couldn't stand the substance.

Just then, she caught them talking about pendants. Immediately she narrowed her eyes, looking from Junko, to Mot, back to Junko. Had one of them taken her pendant? She'd get it back, whatever it took...

"What... island? Aren't we in school?" Vieve's mental image of 'island' was sun, and sea, and a huge pile of gold. Not... snow and cold. Eeewwwww.

The bellowing cry of the dragon boil had the ghost cringing, turning as Junko ducked behind him so he could curl an arm around her shoulders protectively. Not that there was anything to protect against at the moment, but the gesture was automatic. "Geez, Jericho." He didn't bother telling the other boil to calm down try to explain things, the others had already done a good enough job of it.

Instead he turned his attention back to Vieve, glowing eyes narrowing as she looked between Junko and Maladore. From what they were all saying he gathered the pendant was magical, dangerously so, and probably to blame for them all having been transported to wherever they were. "Nice going," he snapped. Greedy ghoul, she just had to touch it. No, not just touch, steal. His opinion of the salamander was already low from her attempts to sell Junko back her own campaign favors, and this was only making it worst.

With an annoyed groan the ghost boil brought dark fingers up to pinch along the bridge of his nose before rubbing over his eyes. Would there never be an instance where strangeness didn't follow along a group of students within this school? Probably not.

Jericho's offer to melt the snow was appealing, not just because it would piss Vieve off, but if there was more s**t buried beneath it like the jackets, it's make it easier to find it all. "If you want to melt the snow, I'm totally on board with that idea." He had no idea what the jackets were, but clues were clues, right?

"Special and powerful amulet?" Vieve's hand reached into her pocket again, as if trying to look for the pendant- though she knew it wouldn't be in there. Scowling, she kicked at the hand she'd picked up before, wondering what it was doing there.

And then there were the jackets with gold. Perhaps they belonged together? She didn't see any blood, though, which probably meant the hand had come from some careless undead, or something.

"Thanks...?" She presumed he was thanking her for telling Jericho to lay off the fire, whoever he was. Though whether he was against the fire or the resulting water... she had no idea.

.... And then he told Jericho to go ahead and melt it. Dude, what? Did this guy have some kind of split personality disorder? Gross. And what was with the way he kept clinging to some girl with long hair? Maybe she was his caretaker or babysitter something.

"Human world, huh." There wasn't much she knew about the place, but if this was what it was like? "So if we find the pendant, we can go back?"

See, this was the problem with not letting Vieve just have all the things. You ended up in situations like this.