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Auradon

Oui Sports - Winter Edition

Sports are a great way to warm up on a cold day, but sadly all the outdoor sports Ben was ready to teach... Well none of them play so well in a foot plus of snow. And that foot plus was after getting help from those with magic who could melt some of it down for them. And when Mal was asked about winter sports on the Isle the answer was "It's more like... gang activity, than sports. And if someone broke their leg, we kinda laughed, so... Not really applicable here."

So they instead asked the Missrecalled to show off games and sports that can be played in deep snow. But the best games need more than one person, so maybe you need to find someone to play with?

Happy Little Cleaning Song

After so long with so many people all cramped into the school for so long that there was more than a little bit of mess. They could use a hand clearing everything up. Whistling while you work and a spoonful of sugar were both advised. But cleaning was always a better task with a buddy! And Team Work Makes The Dream Work, right?

The Isle

Gang Activities

What had once been a dank and dreary school in a mausoleum was now an icy dreary one. The ground outside was a mix of ice, muddy slush, and rocks. Neither fun nor pretty. But it was probably safer outside than in, and easier to be active dodging doomstones than skidding down the halls into broken lockers. But it was still frigid out. Perhaps some activity would help warm you up. But what? And whom with? Snowball fights might be a little extra dangerous, with all the muck mixed in and no place to go warm up. But maybe someone might be up for it anyway? Or stealing a doomstone to sled down the roof? What are you gonna do to stay warm?

Got No Chill?

Someone decided that there needed to be a fire to warm people up. Maybe that would have been a good idea, if the person who had started the fire had anything clue about fire safety. They - or maybe you! - had started the fire in one of the classrooms using broken desks for kindling. But the fire quickly spread to the other desks in the room and with so much paper detritus in the halls! Stop the fire, warn people, run away! Pick you poison but do it fast, the way this fire's spreading, this school might not last!

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That was certainly concerning.

"Has she told you what they look like?" he asked.

"Something like that, perhaps," he smirked. "I used to teach how to be a hero back home. But that was a long time ago."

"You have a Wonderland as well?" At least, right now he was assuming it was probably not the same one he knew of.

Sephiroth couldn't help being amused. "Aren't you cold?"

An ironic question considering how he was dressed.

She doesn't have to," she said, still grim. "I've fought them myself." Many times.

"How to be a hero? And you wound up here, how?" she asked with a laugh. "Bad at it? Or Ends vs means?"

"Sort of. Even before this, it was closed off." She shrugged. "They refused to join Aauradon and locked themselves away."

"Am I supposed to be?" she asked when she managed to roll over part way. She was sinking fast, however.

That was disturbing.

"Where?" he asked, assuming it wasn't here.

Instead of finding it funny, Sephiroth looked away out the window. "It's ... a long story." One he wasn't about to tell a near-stranger. "But I was very good at it." He still had his pride.

"Hm. It doesn't sound like something the Queen would have liked," Sephiroth said. She was not one of his favorite people.

"Most people are." He started over closer. "And you're sinking into it." He wondered how deep it was.

"This?" He held up the keyblade, looking between her and it. "It's a keyblade. It's a weapon for collecting hearts."

He lowered it a bit and narrowed his eyes at her. "Why are you throwing things at me?"

They couldn't resist. They just couldn't. Seeing someone that absorbed, Ian waited until they were handling something that wasn't fragile, then stood right behind them. "BOO!"

Oui Sports

Oh, now this she could get behind. She had no clue how she got here, or why, or how to get home... but she could teach these kids a thing or two about battle tactics. Starting with how to make a proper snowball.

"The trick," she said to whoever was near enough to listen, "is to get down deep below the top level of snow. The upper layer is all light and fluffy, but down here where it is wet..." she thrust her hands down and pulled up a double handful to show off. "This is better for packing. Not only does the snow hold better, but the wet slips down someone's clothes better this way too," she said with a smile and a wink. "Just be sure not to aim for the face or the neck. This isn't actual war, after all."

Happy Little Cleaning Song
There was work to be done, and she wasn't one to just stand around and watch. She might be a queen these days, but she was a daughter, a sister, and a mother first. so she's set her crown somewhere safe, grabbed the bucket and the rags and was down on the ground scrubbing the floor. Hearing someone approach, she called out without looking up "Watch out, wet floor. We don't need to take a break to get bandages now do we?" she asked, her voice light and teasing.

Edited 2024-09-22 16:16 (UTC)

She already has a million questions - mainly to do with where she is and what's happening, and they all push her forward from place to place - and then, suddenly, none of them matter in the least. Whatever she might be carrying just clatters to the ground, unheeded. The first step forward is hesitant, because what she's seeing can't possibly be real.

But then again, it's that kind of day, isn't it? And she is, in the end, a practical person - there's only one choice that Amaya would make in this moment.

She runs, then, right into Sarai, gathering her sister up in the tighest hug she can possible manage, and just cries.

Sarai had been putting away the rags when suddenly she was plowed into. "What in the..." She twisted in her sister's grasp to see who held her so tightly. "Amaya?" She tried to get her hands free, so she could sign, but quickly decided there was something else she needed to do first.

She returned the hug.

There would be time enough after to ask her sister about that scar. About why she looks older. About where they were and why they were here. But right now, her sister needed her. Needed this. So she returned the hug, holding her sister tight, trying to give her a sense of all her love. She could tell it was needed. Just not yet the why.

Edited 2024-09-22 16:45 (UTC)

Happy Cleaning Song

"What is a cleaning droid?" the woman asked, as she moved a piece of furniture for Leia to clean under. Her voice was kind, and a little amused.

"Keep going at that pace," an amused but kind voice said from behind him, "And when you're done there will be more dust in here, rather than less."

He'd been listening, interested, to her explanation. Droids were some kind of robot, it sounded like? But before he could ask, she changed subject. "Sorry, I- Angel? I'm not sure what those are. I'm just a regular old human, ha."

He hadn't been minding his wings much, but now they curled tight. His hand was frozen mid reach to the next picture frame. He could hear his heartbeat loud in his ears. Regular old human, totally. That was him.

"Depends," she said. "What kind of things do you teach?"

Leia simply nodded at Mal's statement regarding the Isle. She really had no idea either way, so for now, she'd just take Mal's word for it.

The picture prompted a grin though. "That's neat!"< she said. "I'd have drawn a picture of you too, but I couldn't remember anything about being there til I got here. But that means I got to turn six twice, so I got double parties and double presents!"

"I don't think this is Earth," Leia said. "The paper said this world is called Auradon. But even if it's not Earth I can still try and help."

"Mastery of the self, mostly. But I can add any subjects you want to know more about if I have enough time to research and prepare."

"Because I thought you might want to play," Leia said. "And even if you didn't you were really easy to hit cause you're wearing all black in white snow. Why would you wanna collect hearts? And how would that even work? Hearts are inside people's bodies." She indicated her own chest.

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