Happily ever after with a little flavor
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Sponsors for the ship? So... Sponsor'ship?
Rare had an hour seemed so long on the Isle, or carried so much hope. The King and Queen spoke to all who wished to speak with them, and to Yen Sid. At one point they even opened the barrier enough to go back to the ship where they conferred inside a silence spell with Sylvando. And once more for the King and Queen to return a few minutes later. Then back on the Isle they pulled a few individuals aside once more. Oddly, not those from the Isle this time. Aqua first. Then Lea. Then Æn'kae.
Finally the hour came to an end and the King and Queen called for everyone's attention. Mal stepped forward to address everyone.
"Alright, so here is how this is going to work," she told them without preamble, once she had their attention. The wind pulled at her purple hair, pulling it like a banner behind her. "Here are the terms by which we will take the people we will name to Auradon. Each person will be assigned a sponsor. If you want to change sponsors you may let us know once we are back in Auradon. Your Sponsor will be watching out for you. You need to check in with him, her, or them, regularly. How often that will be will be between you and your sponsor, but the sponsors will report to King Ben and myself. Behave and you'll get to stay in Auradon, and we will let you know when your probation is over and you no longer need to check in with your sponsor. Break the rules of Auradon, hurt anyone, steal.... depending on how bad the act and how many were harmed, we may, with your sponsor decide to give you a warning... or you may wind up back here. This is a chance to prove that the sorting magic was wrong, that you are good people. Or can become good people given the chance." Mal looked and sounded like she was clearly waiting to make her own judgments.
"As I list each name, please go to your sponsor if he, she, or they is here. If not, come stand with the king and I."
She took a deep breath. "Xion, your sponsor is Lea." she pointed to him, suspecting that she didn't actually have to, but it was good to set a pattern.
"Utau, you are with Sylvando, who is on the ship so come join us." Then a bit of a wicked grin. "He's also keeping an eye on Nadeshiko and Nagihiko, why not let him keep an eye on all three of you," she said, knowing she was throwing fuel on an explosion waiting to happen. But she trusted Sylvando to sort out which of the kids actually belonged on the Isle.
"River you are with Æn'ki. Hope you like animals," she said with a grin that wasn't all that softer than her last as she gestured to him.
"Morgana and Emporio, you are with Aqua," she added nodding to the woman with the blue hair. "Of course we understand if any of you want to stay..."
She turned to the Headmaster. Doctor F.... We're aware of you, and your efforts, I assure you. We'll be speaking with those heading to Auradon. But for now, stay where we can see you while the rest of you, those coming with us? You have ten minutes to get your stuff if you have any and say goodbyes to anyone if you want to. Goodbyes with the headmaster will be supervised so we can make sure he is being as good as he claims these days. Alright. Ten minutes, starting now!"
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The gathering of belongings and saying of goodbyes was accomplished in the allotted ten minutes without much trouble. Getting everyone onto the boat, then equipped with lifejackets- thankfully the boat's owner was a bit over prepared so there were enough for everyone, if only just-, and reasonably settled for the trip back took a bit longer, however. The boat was a large catamaran, painted mostly in blue and purple pastels. The life jackets however, were the standard safety orange, and so stood out as sharply as they were meant to. The water was still rough so once everyone was equipped, Sylvando advised those unused to boat travel to settle down somewhere until they were in calmer waters.
Getting back to the mainland took time as well, though not quite as much as getting there had, as the tide was in their favor for the return trip. Still, there would be plenty of time for conversation, awkward silences, or angry glaring during the trip. And Sylvando himself wouldn't be adverse to conversation, provided it didn't interfere with the steering of the vessel. Those without their sea legs would also want to be careful walking around, as the boat-while large for a catamaran- wasn't large enough to prevent it from rocking.
Once they'd reached the harbor and the Bibbity Bobber had been secured in her berth, her passengers and crew disembarked and began the trek back up to the school. There seemed to be an inordinate amount of junk that had once been clearly blocking the road before the path to and from the harbor had been cleared. All of it was the sort of things one might expect to find in a modern city- cars, sign boards, fallen trees and lamp posts, etc- but there seemed to be too much of it for the simple vanishing of the populace to account for it all. Very odd.
Once they arrived at the school, they were led past the pretentious sign and statue of King Beast and directed into the lobby. There, they were issued phones and information sheets. On account of everyone being exhausted, no formal welcoming ceremony was planned for that evening, and those staying were directed to the dorms to get showered and settled in. Since that was sure to be a process in itself, Ben, Mal, Sylvando, the other sponsors, and anyone who still had the energy would likely be around for all that as well until everyone got settled. Thankfully the exhaustion had been anticipated, and it was announced that there was soup in the kitchen's refrigerator that had been premade and portioned out and needed only to be reheated for supper at each person's leisure.
The next morning however, proved that Auradon was still Auradon and couldn't really go without some kind of official welcome, as those who came down to the lobby would find a simple but tasty breakfast of muffins, fruit - provided by Malia-, tea, and coffee waiting for them along with the eternally chipper Sylvando, ready to answer any further questions they might have.
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Professor Yen Sid and the Headmaster stood and watched the ship through the barrier until they could no longer see it. Then the headmaster, looking bitter, turned on his heel, stalked back to the school, muttering under his breath about needing to speak with someone. He did not say who, but it did not seem like it was likely to be a pleasant conversation.
Yen Sid, on the other hand, turned to those who chose to remain. “Shall we get these supplies in before the humidity destroys them?” he asked, gathering his things into his bag before grabbing it and one of the boxes.
Rare had an hour seemed so long on the Isle, or carried so much hope. The King and Queen spoke to all who wished to speak with them, and to Yen Sid. At one point they even opened the barrier enough to go back to the ship where they conferred inside a silence spell with Sylvando. And once more for the King and Queen to return a few minutes later. Then back on the Isle they pulled a few individuals aside once more. Oddly, not those from the Isle this time. Aqua first. Then Lea. Then Æn'kae.
Finally the hour came to an end and the King and Queen called for everyone's attention. Mal stepped forward to address everyone.
"Alright, so here is how this is going to work," she told them without preamble, once she had their attention. The wind pulled at her purple hair, pulling it like a banner behind her. "Here are the terms by which we will take the people we will name to Auradon. Each person will be assigned a sponsor. If you want to change sponsors you may let us know once we are back in Auradon. Your Sponsor will be watching out for you. You need to check in with him, her, or them, regularly. How often that will be will be between you and your sponsor, but the sponsors will report to King Ben and myself. Behave and you'll get to stay in Auradon, and we will let you know when your probation is over and you no longer need to check in with your sponsor. Break the rules of Auradon, hurt anyone, steal.... depending on how bad the act and how many were harmed, we may, with your sponsor decide to give you a warning... or you may wind up back here. This is a chance to prove that the sorting magic was wrong, that you are good people. Or can become good people given the chance." Mal looked and sounded like she was clearly waiting to make her own judgments.
"As I list each name, please go to your sponsor if he, she, or they is here. If not, come stand with the king and I."
She took a deep breath. "Xion, your sponsor is Lea." she pointed to him, suspecting that she didn't actually have to, but it was good to set a pattern.
"Utau, you are with Sylvando, who is on the ship so come join us." Then a bit of a wicked grin. "He's also keeping an eye on Nadeshiko and Nagihiko, why not let him keep an eye on all three of you," she said, knowing she was throwing fuel on an explosion waiting to happen. But she trusted Sylvando to sort out which of the kids actually belonged on the Isle.
"River you are with Æn'ki. Hope you like animals," she said with a grin that wasn't all that softer than her last as she gestured to him.
"Morgana and Emporio, you are with Aqua," she added nodding to the woman with the blue hair. "Of course we understand if any of you want to stay..."
She turned to the Headmaster. Doctor F.... We're aware of you, and your efforts, I assure you. We'll be speaking with those heading to Auradon. But for now, stay where we can see you while the rest of you, those coming with us? You have ten minutes to get your stuff if you have any and say goodbyes to anyone if you want to. Goodbyes with the headmaster will be supervised so we can make sure he is being as good as he claims these days. Alright. Ten minutes, starting now!"
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The gathering of belongings and saying of goodbyes was accomplished in the allotted ten minutes without much trouble. Getting everyone onto the boat, then equipped with lifejackets- thankfully the boat's owner was a bit over prepared so there were enough for everyone, if only just-, and reasonably settled for the trip back took a bit longer, however. The boat was a large catamaran, painted mostly in blue and purple pastels. The life jackets however, were the standard safety orange, and so stood out as sharply as they were meant to. The water was still rough so once everyone was equipped, Sylvando advised those unused to boat travel to settle down somewhere until they were in calmer waters.
Getting back to the mainland took time as well, though not quite as much as getting there had, as the tide was in their favor for the return trip. Still, there would be plenty of time for conversation, awkward silences, or angry glaring during the trip. And Sylvando himself wouldn't be adverse to conversation, provided it didn't interfere with the steering of the vessel. Those without their sea legs would also want to be careful walking around, as the boat-while large for a catamaran- wasn't large enough to prevent it from rocking.
Once they'd reached the harbor and the Bibbity Bobber had been secured in her berth, her passengers and crew disembarked and began the trek back up to the school. There seemed to be an inordinate amount of junk that had once been clearly blocking the road before the path to and from the harbor had been cleared. All of it was the sort of things one might expect to find in a modern city- cars, sign boards, fallen trees and lamp posts, etc- but there seemed to be too much of it for the simple vanishing of the populace to account for it all. Very odd.
Once they arrived at the school, they were led past the pretentious sign and statue of King Beast and directed into the lobby. There, they were issued phones and information sheets. On account of everyone being exhausted, no formal welcoming ceremony was planned for that evening, and those staying were directed to the dorms to get showered and settled in. Since that was sure to be a process in itself, Ben, Mal, Sylvando, the other sponsors, and anyone who still had the energy would likely be around for all that as well until everyone got settled. Thankfully the exhaustion had been anticipated, and it was announced that there was soup in the kitchen's refrigerator that had been premade and portioned out and needed only to be reheated for supper at each person's leisure.
The next morning however, proved that Auradon was still Auradon and couldn't really go without some kind of official welcome, as those who came down to the lobby would find a simple but tasty breakfast of muffins, fruit - provided by Malia-, tea, and coffee waiting for them along with the eternally chipper Sylvando, ready to answer any further questions they might have.
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Professor Yen Sid and the Headmaster stood and watched the ship through the barrier until they could no longer see it. Then the headmaster, looking bitter, turned on his heel, stalked back to the school, muttering under his breath about needing to speak with someone. He did not say who, but it did not seem like it was likely to be a pleasant conversation.
Yen Sid, on the other hand, turned to those who chose to remain. “Shall we get these supplies in before the humidity destroys them?” he asked, gathering his things into his bag before grabbing it and one of the boxes.
Isleside Goodbyes
Date: 2023-12-20 02:51 am (UTC)Chell ★ OTA
Date: 2023-12-20 05:02 am (UTC)pet treeent to her and stepped back to make sure everyone else had room; he was neither surprised nor even seemingly displeased when the two spoke. If anything, it looked like staying behind was what he wanted....no subject
Date: 2023-12-20 10:21 am (UTC)"... Hey." All right. Now what? What was she supposed to say? "I'm, uh... sorry?"
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Date: 2024-01-15 04:44 am (UTC)Chell had stayed. In spite of all expectations, and despite his ent companion leaving on the boat, Chell had stayed. And Foulques couldn't fathom why. Fortunately, he need only wait for Chell to return for the rest of the supplies to get the answer to his question, so wait he did, leaning against the outer wall of the fishing shack and gazing out over the beach, expression pensive.
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From:NPC Mingle - Isle NPCs
Date: 2023-12-20 03:16 am (UTC)During the goodbyes
Doctor F. The headmaster is still lurking in the shadows, he isn't sulking. He'll insist he isn't if accused. But that means he is there if anyone wants to talk to him. And after Mal called him out, it's hardly like he is hidden.
Professor Yen Sid is with Mal and Ben, but willing to speak to anyone. As are Mal and Ben, actually.
Mother Gothel and Lady Tremaine were still at the school if someone wanted to say something to them before they left, or pull a nasty little prank...
After those heading to Auradon have left
Doctor F. was heading back to the school and can be found there or stopped along the way.
Professor Yen Sid was looking for help moving the supplies into the school.
Mother Gothel was in her classroom posing before her bits of mirror.
Lady Tremaine, was lesson planning in her office.
(If you want an NPC while on the Isle, please post here with which NPC and if it is before or after the Auradon group is leaving)
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Date: 2023-12-21 10:57 pm (UTC)Chell was already on the task of moving the cargo, gathering up what was left a bit further away from the main deposit of it, though he was having a little trouble gathering the boxes all up at once. He could lift quite a bit of weight, but getting it into his arms in the first place was where he was having issues.
He paused, having managed to get three decently heavy boxes stacked up on top of one another, and stood up slowly with them, balanced on one arm, leaning them against his chest and shoulder. He eyed a fourth box, uncertain. He could carry a second stack of three, but how on earth would he be able to pick it all up in the first place?
"If someone is able to pass more cargo to me...?" he began, and paused. He could crouch again, to make it easier for them to get it into his grip, but he only had two arms.... But perhaps he was looking at this incorrectly? What if he were to arrange two stacks of boxes, crouch, work his hands under them, and then stand back up....?
Either way, this seemed to simply be what he got, for living centuries in a situation where this sort of thing simply never even remotely came up. When he'd sent someone away from his forest with food before, it hadn't been an issue to simply conjure up something with which to transport it, but here...?
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Date: 2023-12-23 05:59 am (UTC)(no subject)
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From:I'm on A Boat!
Date: 2023-12-20 03:35 am (UTC)Thus began the task of securing an ent and fitting a number of people- many of whom had likely never worn one- with life jackets, which would likely take a little while. But eventually it got done, and the boat got underway. As the Isle became more and more distant, the waters became somewhat calmer, and it became safe for those aboard to- carefully- move around on the deck and talk to those not right next them. Sylvando was at the wheel of course, but even he was open to conversation, provided it didn't require him to leave his post.
OTA! this includes npcs if mods want-
Date: 2023-12-29 02:36 pm (UTC)It happens quite unexpectedly as a result. The waters calm, yes, and the proximity to the Kingdom becomes apparent.
But the sun itself shines brighter, as if in welcoming- a short breeze passes over the boat, inviting.
Emporio stiffens- as behind him, a great figure in white manifests immediately, soon locking him in a hug from behind.
The boy doesn't move. Doesn't speak.
...He just...breaks, immediately, into tears up there on the deck.
(He expected them to appear, but somehow it still hurts.)
Re: OTA! this includes npcs if mods want-
Date: 2023-12-30 07:17 am (UTC)The girl lifted trembling hands, as if covering her face, cupping the two, trying to hide tears.
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From:Aqua - OTARe: I'm on A Boat!
Date: 2023-12-30 06:43 am (UTC)She would be willing to speak to whoever sat near her, but would not encourage anyone to move about once they were on their way. With the boat moving, if no one was talking to her, she closed her eyes and began a light surface level meditation to help herself balance and come to terms with all the new changes.
Still, it would be nice to have more students and both of the ones assigned to her seemed to be nice enough people. She looked forward to getting to know them both.
Meditating, she might look like she was resting, but she was alert and aware and willing to stop to speak with whoever was sitting beside her, if they so wished.
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From:CW: (very) vague mention of character death
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From:Utau - OTA (Please check OOC note to know what of this you see)
Date: 2023-12-30 07:26 am (UTC)OOC note
((Utau is a Chara Bearer. Long complicated info about that on her journal and Nadenagi's. But for this, the short version is she has two small creatures called Charas with her that can only be seen by the following:People with their own Charas
People who can see/sense souls
People who can see magically hidden things/have strong magic
Animals
people under the age of 3
If you think your character should be able to see/hear/sense them for other reasons please feel free to poke me for plotting.))
For those who can see the Charas
Almost as soon as the boat started to move, Utau seemed distracted. Her hand kept drifting back to the two eggs at the back of her belt.
They began to shake. Suddenly they cracked open. The egg shells vanished and two hand span high creatures floated up to hug her face.
Utau gasped and pressed her hands to her face, cupping them gently against her as she tried to hide her suddenly flowing tears.
For those who can't see them
Utau seemed stiff and distracted from the moment she sat down. One hand kept going to the bottom of the back of her life vest. Then suddenly her eyes went wide and her hands went to her face, trying to hide the fact that she had begun crying for no apparent reason.Special OOC note for Æn'Kae
((Utau's emotions are hope and desperation until the hatching/crying at which point it is mostly relief and love but also embarrassment and fear and a hint of desperation to be practically anywhere else at all.)NPC mingle - Mal and Ben
Date: 2023-12-20 03:49 am (UTC)Well, willing to talk to anyone who wasn't there to shoo them off to bed, anyway.
The Next Morning: Breakfast With NPC Sylvando and General Mingle
Date: 2023-12-20 04:10 am (UTC)"Good morning, darlings!", he greeted them all with a cheerful wave. "Our dear royal couple have earned a break, so I opted to let them sleep in a bit. But never fear, The Great Sylvando is here to make sure Auradon's reputation for hospitality is upheld! It's nothing fancy, but I do hope you all enjoy! Take a bit of time to get to know each other, and I'll be here to answer any questions you might have."
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Date: 2023-12-20 07:41 pm (UTC)So anyone on the way to the lobby that morning would hear someone singing a few bars in the hallways...
"In life, one has to face a huge assortment,
Of nauseating fads and good advice,
There's health, and fitness, diet, and deportment,
And other pointless forms of sacrifice,
Conversation? Wit? I am a doubter!
Manners? Charm? They're no way to impress!
So forget the inner me, observe the outer...
I am what I wear and how I dress!"
As she went down the stairs, Morgana kept snapping her fingers between lyrics, changing her outfit over and over. From her villain attire, then going into ballroom, flare flair, risky risqué, over and over until she kicked open the doors to the lobby.
"Oh, now I believe in lookin',
Like my time on earth is cookin',
Whether polka dotted, striped or even checked!
With some glamour guaranteeing,
Every fiber on of my being,
Is displayed to quite remarkable effect!"
With one final change, into her normal civilian look, she grabbed a chair, threw her feet on the table, grabbed a chunk of fruit, and began to eat.
C-Come say hi...?
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Date: 2023-12-29 07:54 pm (UTC)Regardless of what has happened, he didn’t regret joining in the Isle relief efforts despite being one of the more recent arrivals. Plus Rose and Hedwig are waiting for him at his dorm room as well.
As he arrives at the lobby, he quickly lines up for some food and taking some muffins and a mug of tea, looking around to see if anyone is interested in chatting right now.
Aqua OTA
Date: 2023-12-30 06:47 am (UTC)After, with her tray, she settled in at a table with open seats, an invite for anyone who wanted to join her to do so.
Re: The Next Morning: Breakfast With NPC Sylvando and General Mingle
Date: 2023-12-30 08:23 am (UTC)"Look, I'm supposed to report to you, so here I am," she said, bitterly. She was clearly disgusted.
The little angel one, El, was cooing quietly over his outfit, while the devil one, Il, was snickering at Utau's mood for a moment before she launched herself in a flying kick at the Angel sending her flying into the food table, knocking things to the floor as she scrambled to get out from between two muffins that were the same size she was.
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Date: 2023-12-29 06:24 pm (UTC)Even if they'd seen her on the Isle's shores the previous day, they may or may not recognize her now, as she was currently looking for all the world like a grade-schooler. One in a pretty black-with-purple dress, her black hair pulled away from her pointed little ears in a princess-twist to tie behind her head with a purple bow with a few dark blue and purple roses tucked into it. She kept her big purple eyes down, quiet.
She wasn't crying, but she didn't look happy. Something about the way she'd tucked her knees up under her chin, hugging them in front of her, though... maybe she needed a hug? If approached, she'd peek up and try offering a little smile and a quiet "hi".
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Date: 2023-12-30 06:48 am (UTC)(no subject)
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From:Now in its proper place (I hope)
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Date: 2024-01-18 07:14 am (UTC)(no subject)
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From:Aqua - Locked to Locked to Morgana and Emporio
Date: 2023-12-30 05:07 am (UTC)Aqua made herself available both on the boat and as soon as they got to the school. While she was tired, she wasn't falling over her face and she wanted to help the two who were entrusted to her as much as she could. She gave them until Sylvando's breakfast the next morning to seek her out. If she didn't get in contact with them before then, she'd seek them out.
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Date: 2023-12-30 02:12 pm (UTC)But eventually she noticed Aqua's eyes on her, and taking a good guess from the girl's... chosen color theme, it wasn't hard to assume who this was.
So, guitar on her back, she stood up tall and approached the human.
"Let me guess. You're my designated babysitter, Aqua."
... already off to a good start.
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From:Sorry, not sure how I lost this.
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Date: 2024-01-18 05:29 am (UTC)Either way, a little after lunch he could be found with a cup of strong tea in the kitchen, looking like he could probably actually use a cup of coffee. Once he had a bit of caffeine in him though, he felt a bit more like himself, and was thus ready to get down to the business of meeting new people, and helping a few certain ones get settled in.
As plotted, backdated to their arrival in AuradonRe: Lea OTA
Date: 2024-02-01 06:41 am (UTC)(no subject)
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