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.
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Date: 2023-12-31 12:48 pm (UTC)"That's right. So, what, you're gunna follow me around and make sure I don't kick up a fuss?"
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Date: 2024-01-01 03:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-01-01 01:13 pm (UTC)"Teaching what, exactly? They were teaching us how to be... villain-y over there, so, what, you're teaching us to help little old ladies cross the street?"
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Date: 2024-01-02 02:51 am (UTC)She started stretching lightly.
"When it comes to Mastery of the body... Most people unless they have done some physical training think their body is just their body and it does what they want. Until you ask them to turn a cartwheel. Mastery of the body is learning your body's limitations and how to make it do as you need it to do. Finding which limits you can slowly train outward. Making yourself stronger and more flexible. Faster. Some of it is combat training, some of it is stretching, some of it is stillness training, some of it is strengthening of muscles, heart, and lungs. It is working towards a Mastery where when you need to stand utterly still no itch or sneeze will betray you. So you can sleep when you chose to try, and wake up when you need to wake up."
She smiled and swapped to a different stretch. "Then there is Mastery of the mind. Math, science, the history I teach generally... well most of it does not apply here, but I am learning the history of this world. For anyone who cannot read, reading. Literacy is harder to teach in hubworlds due to their innate nature, but we manage. I usually teach art and music as well, but there are those here far better at both than I am, so unless they refuse to teach I shall leave the teaching of it to them. Then there are philosophy and ethics, which cross the boarder between mental and emotional."
"For emotional Mastery there is a lot that we can do. For some reason most people think that emotional Mastery is forcing yourself to not have emotions. It is not. It is about understanding and acknowledging your emotions but not letting them rule you or your choices. It isn't being unfeeling if someone attacks your friend, but being able to think when they do which way to help them will actually help the most. Because just charging in is rarely the best way to protect your friend."
"Mastery is realizing how complicated everything is, and figuring out when times are calm what would be best to do when times are not. And make it all second nature so that you never freeze up when it matters."
"And of course for those with the aptitude there is Mastery over powers. Magic if you prefer to call it that. Just like with the others, sharpening it into a tool for you to use, strengthen your power and your control, so that you Master your power rather than it Mastering you."
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Date: 2024-01-02 10:49 am (UTC)When it seemed like the young woman was finished, Morgana was less... wordy. "Nah." A click of her tongue. "Unless the King and Queen of this uncanny valley order it, I think I'll skip these classes like I did when I was an actual kid. You have fun with those."
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Date: 2024-01-04 07:00 pm (UTC)probably. hopefully. maybe."And I can always explore on my own."
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Date: 2024-01-06 09:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-01-06 02:43 pm (UTC)"Are you going to be a pain in my cobwebs until I agree to this? If it gets you out of my hair, you can show me around, but try not to make this a habit."
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Date: 2024-01-08 10:41 am (UTC)"Looks like it's worked so far, at least on the surface."
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Date: 2024-01-11 07:37 am (UTC)"This was our first successful attempt to make it to the Isle to rescue people," she said. "We're learning as we go along. It is up to people like you and I to make it work, to make it easier for those who might come after."
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Date: 2024-01-11 10:32 pm (UTC)"A-huh. So what exactly have you been doing over here? I'm guessing not fetch for animal skins or have professors teach you the right way to laugh manically."
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Date: 2024-01-13 11:46 am (UTC)"I don't suppose any of those businesses have anything to do with music and concerts? The best way for me to earn money is by doing what I always do - playing a hot gig to a loud audience."
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Date: 2024-01-14 06:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-01-14 02:26 pm (UTC)"I suppose it's a start. I'll need to up my practicing. I'm not really used to working with others... but beggars can't be choosers."
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Date: 2024-01-15 10:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-01-15 06:50 pm (UTC)"... Do we actually have 'outside forces' to worry about here?"
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