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"Hmm... if I may be so bold, perhaps an emergency trauma situation? Not a genuine one, of course, but a lot can be done with illusion... mundane or magical..." Malodore opened its beak in a grin. "They may find themselves more interested if there is 'gore' around."

And it would be entertaining! That was important too.

It took some effort, but while the two were still out cold, the gnome and a few of his buddies managed to drop the two students at Nurse Cricket's office. He still had a headache from getting smacked around by the dragon, but most of his injuries had been taken care of already.

A little while after they were deposited, Jericho groaned lowly as he began to come around. When he opened his eyes, there was a look of confusion in them as he didn't recognize where he was. He hadn't been to the Nurse's office before so he was a little on edge when he saw strange glowy bugs skittering all around.

This didn't seem like Christmastown.

Looking to the side, he saw Tset there not too far off. Just where the hell were they? And how did they get there? The last he remembered, he and the demon girl had taken refuge in what he thought was an elf warehouse to rest so they could hunt down other Halloweeners.

Slowly, he sat up while trying to get a better idea of his surroundings.

((Just wrapping this up. :>))

Malodore opened its beak and smiled back, then bowed its head cordially to Nurse Cricket. "Regardless of the material, I look forward to your next course... grazie for speaking with me and allowing me to observe," it said, its tone filled with gratitude. As it got to its feet, it waved at the two Scareons. "Ciao, little ones!"

With the assistance of the good doctor, Calder was lead though the hallways (thank Jack no one spotted him with a limp!), and into the Nurse's office. It wasn’t a place he had fond memories of. Since his punishment, every time he went near water he would dematerialize and wind up here in one of the beds, feeling like a bus, a semi, and a carriage drawn by 100 horses of death had run over him. The last time he had wanted to just fall on the floor and curl into a ball. He was sure the nurse also wasn't happy to have one of her beds taken up not to mention having to deal with him. That and Calder just didn't like places like this.

The leeches on his shoulder, however, wanted to see if they could spot the other insects that had been rumored to live here, and were hoping to make some discoveries. With Malodore as an undead crutch, he stepped in and looked about. "Hello?"

((After months, I'm doing something in here, gasp! If you still need an RP with Cricket for backlog purposes, let me know and we can do a quick AIM and/or PM one for you to log <3))

Cricket's return from the ship had left her in a mood more foul than she had been in even before then, turning away students with even more of a sinisterly angry wave of dismissal and even Kingyo and Ginko had gone into hiding underneath one of the cots, staring out as the hivemind-ghost stormed about her office.

To any able to see the nurse, her body seemed to be putting itself back together, each piece of her slowly knitting itself into one cohesive piece. Finally, after much of this tantrum, two pieces of paper were slapped onto the door of her ward; One had a notice on it, the second was blank. However, there was a pen there to write on it with. It was a very short piece of paper;



Do you dare sign your name on the piece of paper below? There is one name that Cricket has taken the time to write onto it already; apparently she has expectations of how serious she wants people.

It was purely by chance that Jove wandered by the nurse's office and healing ward to see the sign on the door. He paused to read it.

FEARhealing...?

The pup remembered Ren's hand. The gryphon didn't make a big fuss out of it, but since the island it had been almost always bandaged, and it hurt his brother to use it. For some reason it wasn't healing properly. And Yaya's broken ankle, remembering how much pain she had been in on the island still made him wince. It probably still hurt her even now, and would take a long time to heal.

Then he remembered Tomoko storing away bandages, and how Bul and Mei had joined them already bloody and half broken...

He had the pen in hand almost before his mind was made up, and he scrawled his name on the list. The pup didn't know about ambitious, but he knew he couldn't pass up this opportunity.

Walking towards the office, a single gnome groaned and grumbled and cursed, carrying a large jar with it containing some sort of black ash.

He had been skulking around the paintball field just in case one of the students were stupid enough to get themselves hurt, and not surprisingly a few of them had. This one in particular though was a real doozy. Vaporised by a giant lizard! He had a good laugh about it, and of course he then stood there and laughed some more quickly moved to help the fallen students. However he had second thoughts, realizing one of them was, what were they called, a pixie? Technically, the black ash stuff could be considered pixie dust, and apparently they had very magical properties. He was thinking about using the dust to make a potion so he could regrow his hair, but was directed to instead take it to the nurses office. Damn, his plans were ruined!

The gnome then sighed, rubbing a hand over his bald head and glumly thinking about how he could of have lush, golden hair that fell to his back. He would of been the envy of every gnome in the school. However he had entered the office by now, and not wanting to risk the chance of stepping on the bugs, he emptied the contents and rushed out before anyone could ask.



How long Astra was there for, she could not say. When she next regained consciousness however she found herself in a dark building, seeing many small glowing bugs crawling about. While the bugs were a odd sight, she did not mind their presence in the slightest; when you lived in a forest you end up seeing bugs on a daily basis so you got used to them pretty fast.

She soon forgot about the bugs though as she doubled over in pain. It seemed her FEAR was not done repairing itself and so much of her was still burnt and unformed.. She didn't even have her wings; the appendages were still reforming themselves. and only appeared as small nubs on her back.

She looked up again to see if the nurse was about, but instead found a few notes plastered on the door. Curious, she crawled out of the bed she was in and shambled over to the door much like a zombie would.

...FEARhealing, huh?

Her curiosity heightened. It looked like a difficult class, as it was meant for 2nd year students, but first years were allowed to sign up. But they had to be willing to put everything into it, and only a few places were available...

She wasn't just curious though. FEARHealing was a valuable technique that would be extremely useful. She had been getting injured so much lately that being able to heal herself would be a blessing. Not only that, but she could learn to heal others too. She shuddered as the memory of Riley, Malodore and Jericho being chopped in half by razor blades. Not to mention everyone else who had been hurt...

Her mind made up, she picked up the pen on the table, grimacing as she moved the sore limb, and reached up to write her name on the list



Regardless of what would happen in this class, she would give everything she had.

Malodore was thrilled at the prospect of learning FEAR-healing; it was even more thrilled when it arrived at Cricket's door and realized that its name was already on the list. At the top.

In Cricket's handwriting.

The plague doctor was practically floating.