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.

Comments

[queen_butterfly]

"Mmm...." She closed her eyes, relaxed there, and took a deeper breath, letting it out more slowly.

A little pause. "...It occurs to me that if you should want similar sometime... I don't see why I couldn't try being bigger." Because trying to make Aqua smaller would be... perhaps not the best idea, with the way her own magic worked... or didn't, for that matter....

[aquawayfinder]

She chuckled. "I'll keep that in mind, thank you." She gently pet Mallia's hair, trying to continue to soothe her.

[queen_butterfly]

She was quiet another good minute... and then, softly, "How do you do it? ...Keep track of time, I mean? I can count the minutes, the hours... the days. But sooner or later, I always seem to forget. One day, I'll have planted a new sprout. And then before I realize, I'm cutting it back, taking new clippings to sprout them elsewhere. And I remember training it up into its shape... trimming it back for the winter... but it feels like time hasn't passed, except it has."

She peeked back up to her again, frowning a little over this puzzle. "Things I've involved myself with have so often simply... taken as long as they've taken. And I've never been able to keep track of how long that is. Or noticed much, when it passes... and... I think I need it to not do that. At least for a bit, at least while I'm here. Perhaps even when I go back. I understand that the humans have become far busier there; the rate at which things change now is far more swift than the couriers could keep up with before, that I might know by catching up with a guest over dinner... and I don't want to try once more with the goblins, and miss everything while my back is turned again."

[aquawayfinder]

"It is hard," she said softly. "Though I think it presents different challenges for me than for you. Æn'Kae or Rren might have a closer perspective, if you wanted to ask them. But for me... I think it is kind of like the way some people manage to keep from getting ill on a spinning ride. They find a few key spots and make sure to see them on every pass. Only in this case, I'd say pick a few key people or places to check in with, and make sure every week you check in with each of them at least once. Calendars also help, if you can find a way to use them that suits your lifestyle. The trick is not to let them lure you into getting so tangled into planning your life that you forget to live it. Journals are also useful."

She sighed gently. "I suspect for you though a big part of your problem in tracking time that a number of the rest of us don't have is that your body doesn't give you the same sort of regular cues we get. Which is why Rren maybe a better choice to ask this of. But we... most of the rest of us that is... we get hungry. Multiple times a day, usually. We need sleep regularly and we feel the effects if we skimp on it or get too much of it. We need the bathroom, we start to smell if we don't shower or bathe. And we're often surrounded by people with these same needs and urges. So even those of us who are good at not noticing our own hunger or sleepiness see when others are eating or sleeping, or we get sent to bed or given food by those who notice we're not caring for ourselves properly. But all of these things keep us from getting as focused as we might otherwise like to. I might want to spend an entire day exercising, but if I don't take a break to eat in the middle I won't make it to the end. And even with that break... I'll feel it the next day. There is no way I'll be able to forget that day how hard I worked the day before."

She gave a small smile. "Being able to ignore all that and focus the way you can... it is neither good nor bad... or rather, it has aspects of both. There are things you can do that had I your powers and experience and knowledge I still could not. But at the same time, the cost of pulling off those wonders is a focus so intense you miss things around you. So since your body doesn't naturally give you those limits to force you to see more than just your own project, you have to find ways to give them to yourself."

"And you're making a good start of it here, it seems. Making breakfast for everyone regularly not only means that you are seeing most of us often, and having a chance to converse and learn how our days have been going, but also that it makes you mindfully aware of the time and of those around you. Continuing things like that will help. Using things like the sun and moon as indicators could also be useful, since I'm pretty sure your world has not yet discovered the alarm clock." She smiled a bit at that.

[queen_butterfly]

She gave a little smile back, but there was something sad in it. "The time of day isn't my biggest obstacle. The sun makes it quite easy. It's... past that, that I have issues. Weeks... that's often simple enough. Months... mmmm.... Years, though... decades?"

She sighed, looking back down as she leaned into the hug a little more again. "I wasn't able to keep track of a mere sixteen years reliably, and should have been more aware, and.... And I wasn't. And I'd intended to. I thought it had been fourteen, perhaps fifteen, but it hadn't. ....Or when I tried making friends among the humans... and then I went to find them again, and they were already... gone.

"And even here... there's been so much going on, so many things happening, and I've been focusing on things like looking for more paths, when I'm not making breakfast.... How much sooner could we have gotten to the Isle, if I'd had a better sense of urgency about it, and tried instead to organize us like that before? Are the animals all right, though we haven't reached them yet? I don't know how they've been kept, or how long they can manage on their own. I know humans often lock them up... what if we finally reach them, and they're...." She made a face, not finishing that sentence.

[aquawayfinder]

"That kind of loosing time seems to happen to all people with age. When we are young, a summer seems forever. But i've met many adults who constantly ask where had the time gone. As for all the things we wish we had done faster, we each of us can only do as much as we can do. Being a good person seems, sadly, to be constantly wanting to have already done more. All we can do is our best."

[queen_butterfly]

"...So at least it isn't just me...." That seemed to actually reassure her; she relaxed a little more there, and hugged Aqua's arm more again.

"Do you think, perhaps, that we could organize another push, this time toward wherever these farms are? And I'll begin speaking with those brought back from the Isle, to see what else needs to be sent there.... And to see if those here now need anything yet?"

There, finally settling on a plan: instead of figuring out every priority, just do all of the obvious, most pressing things first! At once! ...It wasn't like they were mutually exclusive or anything; just chat with people and do other little things while they weren't actively doing the heavy work....

[aquawayfinder]

"I think so. We can ask the King which direction the farms that would need us most are in, so even if we find a roundabout way, we have an idea of what direction to try for. And speaking to the newcomers is a wonderful idea. For a lot of reasons."

[queen_butterfly]

"Mm... meet them, and be sure to ask what they'd needed and not had, food in general aside, back on the Isle... and what they might still need here, that they haven't found yet?" A slight pause. "I don't suppose you've any idea on particulars about either of those that I ought to be sure to make a point of asking after as well?"

[aquawayfinder]

"Clothing, from what I have seen. You can't use your power to create it for them, but you can help them find what is available. And kindness also seemed to be in short supply there. So they probably would appreciate if that was offered..."

Though she should warn her friend.

"Though with Xion specifically, the one in the black coat, I suggest being more cautious. She takes the word shy to whole new levels, and it takes her a while to get used to new people sometimes. Lea would be someone good to check in with to get an idea how to approach this version of her."

[queen_butterfly]

"The one in the black coat....?" She frowned a little, considering it. She'd seen the little figure the other day, during the trip, certainly... but she hadn't really approached anyone then, let alone that child. "Understood... I'll be mindful of that."

A little pause again, peeking down at herself. "....Do you think I ought to keep like this for the time being, for anyone? I know sometimes it's easier to speak to children as one of them...." And there had been at least two, that she'd seen, she'd thought...?

[aquawayfinder]

"Yes, her. As to how you should look, you should choose what ever appearance feels most honest for you in the moment. Be yourself, that's wonderful. They'll see it too."

[queen_butterfly]

She made a little sound, smiling again more finally. "...Well... I could very well take my first shape, but I don't know how productive that would be...." She shook her head, setting the thought aside. It was a joke, more than anything... whatever that joke was. "...It might be fun, though, sometime."

[aquawayfinder]

She gave a small chuckle. "You never know. That might be exactly what someone needs."

[queen_butterfly]

"Perhaps if someone needs a subject for a drawing or painting...?" She shook her head. "A good laugh, at the display of proof that insects, as well, are just as affected by what they consume?" Ah yes, a fluttery little creature weaving and bobbing in the air, only to miss landing on the flower and having to climb up from the grasses below... a comedy show in up close and live nature-documentary form!

[aquawayfinder]

"Or maybe they need the feeling of being trusted enough to be around you when you seem to be more vulnerable than usual. "Feeling trusted is a very powerful thing."

[queen_butterfly]

A second's pause, and she closed her mouth, blinking. That angle, she hadn't considered.

"Mmm."

Oh, she was definitely going to have to ponder that for a bit. What else might she have been overlooking, likewise?

"...I suppose there's something similar to be said for a unicorn, as well, isn't there...." It wasn't exactly a question, just her connecting a few other dots.

[aquawayfinder]

"There could be, but a lot of cultures have other connotations around unicorns that while you might find amusing... laughing at someone's beliefs probably wouldn't get you the results you were hoping for."

[queen_butterfly]

"....Do tell?" Well, that certainly had her curious! One can't very well say a thing like that and not elaborate!

[aquawayfinder]

Now see, if Terra were here, she would have happily redirected Mallia to him, and been amused to watch. But she probably shouldn't do that to anyone here. And it was probably just as well for Æn'kae that a certain pirate wasn't here, or he'd be the one answering.

"There are, in many worlds across many realities certain... stories... that tell that only people of a kind of purity can approach or be approached by a unicorn. It is understood by those cultures that if a unicorn accepts someone's touch they have never taken part in the physical acts that most species use to create young of their own kind. Though there is also a presumption that they are innocent of other things, such as murder. In most cultures that have these stories they are taken fairly seriously. And for some reason, in many of them such purity is seen as a point of pride for females and shame for males. Thus the presence of a unicorn can either make a girl seem more attractive by the rules of her culture or a boy a thing to be mocked by the same."

She shook her head. It was all so much foolishness, really.

Still, would have been fun to watch Terra try to explain it to Mallia.

She missed him and Ven. So much.

[queen_butterfly]

"So about how it is with the humans in my world, then. Hm... I suppose I was wondering if it was something else." She shook her head a little, idly leaning it back against Aqua again as she peeked up at her once more. "I know where those came from, though, if you're curious." It was hard to tell if that was a smile of amusement, or sadness, at that angle....

[aquawayfinder]

"If you wish to share, I am always interested in learning more about the worlds my friends come from. At least in places like this where it is safe to do so."

[queen_butterfly]

"Well... in my world, at least... they were always quite sensitive to others' intentions."

She looked back up to the courtyard there, to where she was taking her time in making their images appear and solidify to illustrate them for Aqua. They were thin creatures, dainty and long-legged, built very much for sprinting and jumping more than bearing any weight. And they were small, compared to those in some other worlds, surely, not as tall as a horse, not as heavily built... but the head shape was probably familiar enough, if Aqua looked closely. Under the long hair of the mane and the twist of that horn....

They all looked rather a lot like deer.

The closer one took a few steps toward them, big eyes looking them over, and its tail flicked behind it, long and thin and tufted toward the end to match the long fur of its hooves. No adults would be riding this creature, that was for certain. Perhaps Xion could, or Mallia in her current form... but Aqua would probably be too much for the furry quadruped.

"It was much like with the ents... they could always tell when someone meant them harm or just wanted to play."

The unicorn stepped forward again, lowering its head to sniff toward the human, tail swinging a little more... and another step, close enough that she could easily reach up to pet its head, if she wanted. It looked soft... short fuzzy gray-brown fur covering its face with a pattern of spots, freckle-like, dusting it all over.

"Their herds could never be very big... when many were together, they were easier to find, I think. But they were as social as anyone. So any chance to make friends...."

Behind that one, the others seemed a little shy, though not put off, simply giving that first one room. Different colors, different markings, some patterns even rather horse-like. Dark reddish brown, a silvery gray that was nearly white in some places, tans and taupes and near-black... one of them, a new little fawn, had no horn yet, the far-longer hair in its mane and tail and ankles still yet to grow in, currently barely longer than the velvet covering the rest of it, an unsteady baby that wanted to come see what was going on there as well, tail wagging and little nose sniffing eagerly at them.

These were merely illusions... but perhaps the apparent request to be petted was as valid as any?

[aquawayfinder]

She offered her hands to the illusion creatures for inspection. "They are adorable," she said with a friendly warmth to her voice.

[queen_butterfly]

"They were," the littler figure agreed quietly, looking up at them, watching as the dusty-silvery-colored one sniffed gently at Aqua's offered hands... and then ducked lower, pressing its face into them, nuzzling around for attention. Mallia smiled more, but there was something sad to it.

"And a good many of them liked their hair played with, too." ...Which would explain the apparent insistence, and getting closer, wouldn't it? The dainty unicorn took another short step toward her; Aqua wouldn't even need to lean forward, to reach a decent bit of this one's mane, past its bangs.