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(Quarria's coming in from Icy Path, Gromble Train. Took her long enough. (See her quest for appearance. (Eh I'll add it to my next post. XD;; (Note for others: Quarria is a thirty-foot-long serpent-dragon with huge feathered wings right now. ^^; ))

Quarria's long wing beats easily took her the last distance, and she was flying low into Christmas town at this point. She hadn't seen Gabrian yet, and was starting to get a littler worried. Then, she noticed some figures she knew out of the corner of her eye. It was Sin and Junko! She quickly descended and curved around until slid into the snow near them. "Sin! Junko! I'm glad you made it!" She called, slithering her way over to where her friends were.

"I'm sorry if you were confused when I didn't show up at the Island. I felt I was better needed up in the snow where I could help keep people warm." She looked genuinely sorry, and the huge serpent looked a bit happier as she ruffled her feathers. "Well, at least I've found you. Would you like a ride? I need some body warmth. Oh, and have you seen Gabrian? We were seperated when I was attacked by some crazed-yet-oddly-honest yeti." She asked, shifting her wings so that the girls could climb aboard if they wanted. "I'd really like to make it up to you for not going with you by giving you a ride. Do any of your aquaintances here want a ride either?" She asked, for good measure.

(Note to self, Quarria has 15 health points.)

Nuk's ear swiveled towards the Pricolici as she lay leaned down low against his body, not sure if she was just sapping warmth or was comforted by his presence. Although he couldn't see her, he could hear the dislike in her whispered voice, a sentiment he echoed whole-heartedly. The sooner they were out of this place, the better. And as much as the skinwalker loved the idea of ripping apart some poor toy or tree or whatever, there was nothing he could do. He wasn't going to willingly go find something... he'd heard rumors, rumors of a peppermint smelling NINJA who had taken out about TWENTY students with one slash of it's sword. Those students had taken Candycane Lane, the direct route to Santa's Workshop, and the on Hellma had SPECIFICALLY told them not to. That's what happened when you went looking for a fight.

Besides, he had some precious cargo he wasn't going to risk for just anything.

In the end, the skinwalker exhaled heavily in response to her 'please,' the only real response he could offer, which was probably just as well. It was quieter than any response he could have offered in his human-form. Still, in the end it didn't matter. The sound of elves and crazy-looking deer began to echo off the buildings a little ways away, making it difficult to tell where it was coming from. Nuk's muscles tensed, crouching down and leaping a good few feet out of the way, Shehk and all, as one of the elves charged down the street with a candy-cane shiv. Snow practically exploded in all directions as they landed, and he waited a good few minutes before relaxing a little, looking back at the Pricolici to see if she was ok.

Merope still look confused after Israfel's explanation. Booze was another thing he was unfamiliar with, even if the taste still lingered on his tongue. It made him feel a bit warm which was nice, but the taste... He made a note to avoid it in the future, at least until he became curious about it later and wanted to try it again. Oh well, another point added to the 'Crazy Land Things' tally!

"I'm Merope," he replied, echoing, "It's a pleasure to meet you both. I owe you one for helping me get free from that." Merope added, turning to shoot the metal pole a glare. Could he knock it over? Maybe, but considering what it did to his tongue, the undead wasn't sure he wanted to see what it could do to the rest of him.

As Lucien fell, Merope looked down at him. "Whoah there, you all right?" He asked, "Had a rough time hiking here too? Or...?"

Then Cyr brought up a point. "Wait. You mean you haven't seen her?" He asked, staring at her. "I thought she was with you! I needed to get one last swim in..."

Deer Damage: 5+4=9 / 9-6=3 (3 Damage to Sin)
Sin Damage: 1+2=3 / 3-6=-3 (0 Damage to Deer)

It was like they SENSED when she was getting edgy! She glared at the deer and then realized, it was FOAMING? Was it some rabid hybrid? She gasped as it plowed into her and hit her right on her already bruised hip. She rolled away and tried to think of a strategy...fast.

Sin's HP:9

"I'm glad then. Oh Lucy!" The Siren's nickname for the ghost was far too feminine yet with all his constant tripping..." You're not used to being on the ground so much are you?" He was used to seeing his friend floating and hadn't thought much of it. Speaking of- "CANDLEJACK Lucy! You haven't got shoes!" Alarm rang out as the Siren began to make squawks of concern. "Do I need to make you shoes? Are your feet cold? Are you cold?" Feathers went upright as concern rose. "You guys don't have and extra shoes do you?" The siren felt terrible, his friend and been shoeless and he's not noticed! Not only were the boil's feet probably frozen, but it was totally unfashionable to wear no shoes in the snow.

Seriously.

Another foamy mouthed deer pops out of the snow. Could it be kin to the one fighting Sin? Who knows. Most importantly.. RUN!

HP: 6

Miss

"I thought she was with me, but I got distracted by your predicament." her face was worried as she stared back across the bridge. As terrible as it sounded, she didn't really want to go back across. "I hope she's alright. Maybe she met up with that black wolf guy she was yelling at from your back on the way to the island? She seemed to know him." her voice was hopeful.

Turning to look back at the siren, she looked down at her own feet, which did not bear shoes. Then to Merope. who currently lacked feet.

"I think you're out of luck with the shoe department." she pointed at both her feet then at Merope.

"Not big on shoes ourselves."