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Zar had been hoping simply for a trip into town to purchase some clothing and perhaps even some small furniture for the castle, but like everything in his life it had not turned out that way. Uncertain if he'd simply gotten onto the wrong bus or if he'd gotten onto the right one but some fluke of stupidity had taken them off track, he knew one thing, this wasn't the city, this wasn't the shops. It was somewhere out along a track to nowhere.

When the fog began gathering and curling at the windows, the jutting mountains glimpsed through the thin air, he knew they were far from the right place and there was no way to do anything about the problem.

When the bus fell, he braced himself for a horrible and painful dissipation, but mercifully it never came. He crawled from the bus to stand on irritable and unsteady hooves and set his hair back into place.

"Great. Just great." he hissed.

It was a nice warm October day. On this day, Camilla had decided to visit a market she'd found advertised on the internet, one said to have many far off and hard to get ingredients! Unfortunately, it was much, much too far away to walk to, so the Dormouse ghoul had decided to take a bus. True she could have hailed a cab or some such thing, but why pay when there is free public transport?

Camilla was unfortunately learning why...

The bouncing bus, which seemed to bounce more then it should, was actually pretty fun! She had taken a window seat and strapped on what semblance of a seatbelt she could find. It bouncing and sharp turns easily reminded her of a rollercoaster and she couldn't help but smile at the sudden bumps and seemingly random turns! It was also fun to watch things rush by, but somehow she didn't notice the snake that was underneath the bus... Even if she had however, she wouldn't have been too worried. Least it was OUTSIDE the bus.

There was one small detail that wasn't so pleasant... The music... Camilla had a vast range of likes when it came to music, but this... screaming... wasn't her thing... Fortunately, with all the general chatter of other riders and the general sound of the bus she was able to kinda drown it out. Speaking of other riders, she saw A LOT of students on the bus, many of whom she recognized! There was Carlos, Uru, Holly, Shun, and various other creeple that seemed familiar! She would have said Hi but... the bus was just bouncing too much for that venture... In fact...

The bus drivers defensive yell over the music made her frown... Was he really in control of the bus...? After looking out the window the Dormouse ghoul's frown deepens... Fog was starting to move in, and she soon realizes she'd been on the bus much longer then she should have... Had she missed her stop? Wait... They hadn't stopped yet... Oh dear... She soon had a concerned expression as she wondered just where they were going... It unfortunately didn't last for long!

Suddenly, it seems the snake they were riding was done carrying them! The bus was lifted up into the air and unceremoniously dumped off the snakes head into the fog below! "Eep!" she squeaks in surprise as the bus flips once, twice, then thrice before landing with a hard thump! For a long moment she just sat frozen in the splayed out position she'd been in. She was now infinitely glad she'd put the seatbelt on... Finally, she takes a breath and relaxes letting out the breath in a relieved sigh. Soon however, she was smiling!

"Heh! That was fun!" she laughs happily while her tail swayed merrily! It was like a amusement park ride! In fact, she'd been on ones that were likely more dangerous then what she just went through! Laughing and smiling still, Camilla unbuckles her belt and gets up. Her smile turns to a frown however as she sees others hadn't the foresight to put their belts on... Fortunately, nobody seemed hurt and most creeple were getting off the now ruined bus post haste. Deciding she should do the same, the Dormouse ghoul happily follows the crowd out.

As she steps off the bus and into the pea soup fog, she was left in awe! "Ooo! Wow! It's just like the fog back home!" she exclaims excitedly, she felt no animosity towards the fog and even seemed to revel in the low visibility! Her tail soon was swaying back and forth with excitement as she looked around. She could hardly see a few feet in front of her and it brought to mind a common game mouselings played in their native fog. A bit of a mischievous smile tugged at her lips for a second as she was quite tempted to try it.

It quickly fades however, as the distrustful cloaked citizens came into view and went out of it again... It reminded her that she was no longer a mouseling, and this was not Mouseshire... Creeple tolerated the innocent mischief of mouselings in mouseshire, but this was not mouseshire and she was a teen now... the citizens here in... wherever they were, might not take kindly to being startled by some random teen ghoul...

Sighing in slight disappointment, Camilla soon cheers up as she looks around her again. It all just spoke of adventure! And that had her growing ever more excited by the second! She had intended to go shopping, but it seems that adventure was in the stars for her today! And adventure was always welcomed by the Dormouse ghoul!

However, before she could properly start her new adventure, Camilla needed to find out just where exactly she was. And so with that thought in mind, the Dormouse ghoul bounces away from the destroyed bus to see if she could find some information!

[ Exit ]

Calder has only gotten used to the carriage and had been on edge on the bus. It was bigger and less private and he distant memories of school field trips not working out. However, seeing the students around them made him smile and yearn for something he had wanted since he was young. He scooted closer to Barth and tried Lookin around for any demons or kelpie students he could pretend we're his.

His search was cut short when the bus jolted and shook this way and that and clinging to his beloveds for dear life, he tried to brace himself and prayed to Jack it would stop.

It did, but not where he felt it should. Weren't they going to...
Huh. Where were they going again?

Stepping out, he checked to see where they all were before moving over to Zar. "Do all buses stop that way?" He looked about, knees feeling weak. "I like the carriage more....or walking." They could have just ride him if anything. "I run smoother than that snake."

Slaughter's nerves were on edge. He wasn't entirely fond of automobiles, but it was an embarrassing fear to have. He insisted on conquering it on this fateful day. No real plan or destination. He simply seized an opportunity when the bus stopped nearby. He nervously shuffled aboard, humanoid form making him feel bigger and stronger. He grabbed the first empty seat he could find and tightened buckle straps around himself and made friends with the nearest pole handle he could find. He wrapped his tail and hands tightly around the sturdy support beam. Gaze shooting up and down the aisle.

When the bus finally started moving, his knuckles turned white, as did about 3 feet of his tail. The bus slid and shifted all over the road. He had no idea this was unusual. He closed his eyes tightly for the majority of the trip. When they finally stopped, he couldn't get off fast enough. He shoved and clawed his way through the crowd and onto good solid land. But it was thick with fog. He looked around in a daze. Where the jack was he??

Calder got a nonplussed look from Zar. "I shouldn't think so. Carriages are superior and then yes, a steed superior even to that." The word steed was said with subtle jibe to Calder himself.

He eyed the bus for a second before rolling his eyes. "I presume Barth is still in there somewhere. Perhaps you should go get him."

She silently approved for his kindness, first impression was really critical. However, the proximity startled her a bit. "It's a ta-tabby with warm yellow base." Arynek tried to raise her voice, but it turned high-pitch due to the fact she was pretty nervous.

His question baffled her, she didn't know if the Meowstache was able to trace scents. She blinked in perplexity, then realized what he meant when he gestured her cloak. She shook her head resolvedly a few times, hands reached out to grab it tightly. "Nope." She seemed to say, but it was more likely just a sound she made.

The ghoul resumed her uneasiness, she cringed and squirmed uncomfortably, eyes drifted around helplessly. "I-I" She attempted to say something about it and the tendrils flailed. "I can't." Finally, she could only sigh in melancholy.

Micail glanced to his right and noticed another student who looked just as nervous and worried as he was. Glancing at him, he seemed to be some kind of undead that was for sure but he couldn't place what the boil was. He looked familiar. What was it... Oh! He got it. An Opossum. That's what it was. Right? Well no one else seemed to be in the talkative mood so Micail figured he should give it a try. He walked over to the confused undead.

"Hey, you alright? Looks like you took a good tumble. Me too." He rubbed his shoulder. "I mean who crashes a snake?" He looked out over the fog. "On top of that I have no idea where the jack we are.... Any ideas?"