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"There is never quite a place like home." Invictus agreed, even as he seemed to become a magnet for the curious and snooping - which he took in stride. It was not unusual for him, after all, even as they were joined by yet another familiar face - Hel's, to be exact. The Horseman nodded to her quietly.

"As well as we can be, given the circumstances." he confirmed, pausing to look back at Pho. "We make it." he answered about the material before a strange sound caught his attention. And then movement. It was only a flash, but Invictus soon rose to his feet, a frown gracing his lips. This area should have been closed off. He knew it too - more than what the students might have believed, he knew.

Especially that door.

He did not look happy about it at all once he was up on his feet and moving to investigate.

[[Invictus is Investigating O_O]]

[Entering and investigating]

Ceil entered the temple with her brow knit in concern. The pleasant ache of her pudgy bruised and scratched body could not wash the thoughts from her mind that something was indeed wrong.

She looked around carefully as she entered. At first, nothing of interest caught her eye- just old scrolls in locked cabinets. However, sudden movement did draw her attention. All she saw were humanoid shadows carrying something large. Ciel stopped and listened, looking carefully. Was she imagining things?

She drew in a breath, fumbling with the scroll painting still in her hand. After a few moments, she headed in the direction she saw the figures in. Her movements were steady and slow as she looked and listened carefully.

Others had also had their attention snagged: she recognized Invictus, but who were the rest? Her eyes widened a little, but soon were back to the same uncomfortable concern as before. Soon she was following the others quietly. She didn't know what was going on, but had an inkling this might help her find out.

Was she enjoying herself? She supposed so. “Uh…Exploring I think…” She nodded her head to Invictus as well, and smiled a bit at Junko. Her brow rose as the ghoul suddenly seemed to uh…question her appearance, but cut herself off. Hel’s head snapped up as she caught the sounds and the brief glimpses, and suddenly two of her companions seemed on edge.

Her brows furrowed now, and Hel quickly fished out her boots and pulled them on. Floor rules be damned, something was up. While Junko shadowed Invictus, Hel shadowed Junko, her fingers twitching as she seemed ready for whatever may come at a moment’s notice. She’d been caught unprepared before…it certainly wouldn’t hurt to be careful now…

((Investigating))

[Entering and Investigation]

On any other visit she would have slid her boots off, but in the moment she didn't her steel toes thumping heavy on the floor as she moved with Siddie in tow. Even as she arrived students seemed to be shifting towards a door. It was half hidden.

The screams echoed faintly in her mind.

"That room, it's one of those rooms again." Her hand slid free of Siddie's her eyes flaring, her arm couldn't summon it's FEAR but it didn't matter. They had to do something. They had to stop whatever was about to happen. Though she saw figures moving through the room, it didn't matter what they wore. Something was happening.

[ INVESTIGATING FOR LOVE ]

All of a sudden, Phos was ripped away from his comfort that was Invi's robes. it was hard to hold back the pout over the loss.

And then Xiu decided to be a secret agent and follow along with Invi and the others down into a strange doorway. not to mention the suspicious looking shadows that darted past every now and then, just out of vision but enough to know that something wasn't quite right.

suspicious and Xiu was heading right for it, but not alone. the hound pulled his butt into gear and gave chase to the group that was on the hunt, it was only fair to have a canine go along too.

Even if it had all the danger bells ringing in his head. Melas was far too busy on the edge of his intangible seat, ready to jump in and take then reigns if needed. And for once in what felt like a long while, Damien was also alert and not wallowing in a pit of mental despair too.

Oh this had to be a bad idea, then again, most of these trips were bad to begin with, so there really was nothing else to do but figure out what was going on, for the sake of their trip and the clan's safety.

[Investigating]

Lacie's searching gaze was drawn to the strange door, the illusions that this temple offered them. She spotted several familiar characters that she hadn't known were there, such as Xiu..? When had she gotten there?

Following Xiu and the other people. Lacie explored further. Was.. it another room? Who were they? Other halloweeners? Would that explain why Lacie had heard previous creaks? As if somebody was supposed to be there -- but there had been nobody in the end. And perhaps, just perhaps, that would explain the missing earring on the statue? She must've had an idea who they were; yet Lacie didn't want to admit it. Not now, not at the isles of the four horseclans. They couldn't have possibly.. No, Lacie shook her head. She must have been imagining it.

Using her hand to steady herself on the wall, Lacie was careful to descend the steep staircase. She would have hated to trip and fall upon those who descended first.

[entering]

If there was one thing Sheridan could not deny, it was that the conquest lands were spectacular. Walking through the temple, his gaze wandered across the various structures, remarking at the detail of the carvings and the pillars that lined the temple. He wasn't sure if he'd call it beautiful (he had seen other artworks on the war island that were...disturbing to say the least), but it was...impressive.

Walking through the temple, he paused, his head turning. He had heard something, voices, voices that did not belong to either Tess or Angenora, voices he did not recognize. Odd, why were there voices, weren't the horsemen currently engaged in some sort of meeting? Wasn't that the very reason they were STUCK in these lands instead of going home?

And then he saw them, or at least he'd thought he had. He was -sure- he had seen them, the robed figures, but now he saw no trace of them. Wait, robes? He had seen no horsemen wear robes. What in jack's name was going on here?

His tail twitching, Sheridan followed the sound of voices, they were coming from that direction, from behind...the door. His mouth curled in a snarl, a lash of his tail. That door, it felt familiar, he had felt this before. He was wary, there was something he remembered, something terrible behind that door. It was a bad idea to go through that door, a very bad idea, and yet he was certain the voices came from behind that door...

[investigating]