Winter is no place for a butterfly...

[papillion_de_resistance]

Who: Gabriel Agreste (and potentially Nooroo) and you
When: The early morning hours of the day of his arrival, then more reasonable morning hours
Where: Various locations in the school
What: A very confused superhero arrives
Warnings: Gabriel's world is kind of terrible, but other than that, shouldn't be any.

In hindsight, Gabriel would be glad there was no one present to witness his rather undignified arrival for more reasons than simply the preservation of his secret identity. He'd been in the middle of patrolling the city, leaping from rooftop to rooftop, when abruptly, there was a flash of light and the entire scene changed. Gone were the rooftops of Paris and the mild air of a late spring night. In their place, the snow covered roof of what looked like a castle and the biting chill of midwinter darkness.

Unfortunately, this transition happened in mid-leap, and due to a combination of shock and the unexpectedly slippery surface, he landed badly, his feet sliding out from under him and momentum sending him sliding over two meters across the frosty stonework. After a moment of just laying there in complete confusion, he sat up, not for the first time extremely glad for how durable his transformed state was. Spotting his cane next to him, he picked it up from where it had fallen, careful to blur its outline in the snow with a brush of his hand before he stood up.

A quick scan of his surroundings revealed nothing at all familiar, and no lights of a town or city visible anywhere. In fact, the only light in the immediate area came from the stars and the moon, which while not quite full was on its way to becoming so. As his eyes adjusted, he was able to make out the dim shapes of buildings in the near distance, though all of them were eerily dark. He frowned; something about this wasn't right, far beyond his sudden change of surroundings.

Standing around on a rooftop likely wasn't going to get him any information, however, and since he could feel the chill of the air even with the protection of his costume, he decided that any investigation would likely best be done indoors. And in less conspicuous attire. Thankfully it didn't take long to find the entrance to the stairwell, and almost shockingly, the door proved to be unlocked. Once it had closed behind him and he'd quickly glanced around to make certain he was alone, he said, "Light wings, fall."

His costume vanished, replaced by his normal clothing, and Nooroo reappeared. He pulled a honey caramel out of his pocket and gave it to the kwami. "What happened, Gabriel?", Nooroo asked before taking a bite. "And where are we?"

"Both very good questions," he said. "And ones we need to find the answers to. In any case, you should likely stay hidden until we have a better idea of what's going on; as helpful as you can be in scouting and observation, we can't afford to potentially be separated in an unknown location."

Nooroo nodded, and once he'd finished the caramel, ducked into Gabriel's pocket, safely out of sight as Gabriel headed down the stairs and into the building proper. The building, as it turned out was a school of some sort, and Gabriel poked his head into several classrooms. he didn't expect there to be any students or teachers about at this time of night, of course- since a clock he'd spotted had shown that it was well past midnight, just as it had been in Paris-, but there might still be a custodian or a night guard about. He did keep an eye out for any rooms that seemed to have lights on, however, just in case.

If he didn't find anyone during his nighttime explorations, however, the next morning the current residents of Auradon Prep would find an unusually tall man asleep in one of the comfortable armchairs in the library, his round glasses slightly askew due to how his head was resting, reading lamp still on. Several reference books sat on the table next to him, and another lay fallen open across his lap. Someone should likely wake him, if only so he didn't miss breakfast.

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[phoenixwiz]

Understandably Harry is feeling too restless to sleep easily at night. The current situation in Auradon and the Isle has been a little rough for everyone at the moment but he is pretty used to dealing with some of the toughest situations back in his original world and in Avalon.

It is just that, this time, this has gotten into his nerves more than he wants to admit. There shouldn’t be this much snow in what should have been spring time and it still confuses him just as much as the next person.

So it is on this very night that Harry gets out of his dorm room with a flashlight/torch on one hand and Hedwig and Rose in tow to go on an early morning walk in the hopes of falling asleep quickly from all this walking on campus. As he begins to walk along the hallways, trying to get the thought of constant snow off his head, he soon stumbles another figure he hasn’t seen before. A man who is older than he is and in need of some information on what is going on in this world.

Now he didn’t mean to startle Gabriel if the two have run into each other by this point so he is going to try to help him out in any way he can. He looks down on his pajamas, slippers, and hooded jacket, knowing all too well that he seems to be not prepared for this unexpected meeting. Hedwig hoots at him gently while Rose, eager to meet him, squeaks a bunch to her sheer delight.

“Oh hi there,” he starts talking, “Did you just arrived in this place just now?”

[papillion_de_resistance]

That sure was a boy with an owl. Well, a young man with an owl, really, but young enough to still be thought of as a boy by someone Gabriel's age. As well as... what exactly was that small, fluffy creature? An excessively furry Guinea pig perhaps? It seemed to be an excitable little thing, whatever it was.

And the contrast between their outfits would be almost comical if the situation hadn't bee so strange, but Gabriel politely opted not to comment. "Apparently so," he replied. "Though I'm afraid I don't have any idea exactly what this place might be. Or how I came to be here, for that matter."

[phoenixwiz]

“Oh my, that is pretty tough to be dropped into a new world all the sudden with no clue or information about its current state pr what happened. I had a similar case happened to me twice by now,” Harry understands as he speaks.

“The first time occurred when I arrived in a place called the Isle of Avalon, arriving in a bay and having to swim for my life was quite shocking. And then I showed up in here around a few months ago after my time in Avalon was done and I was about to go back home.”

[papillion_de_resistance]

"I can imagine," he said. "Thankfully my arrival here wasn't that eventful, especially given the weather. There are people who claim a brief dip in icy water is good for one's health, but I doubt the same can be said about being forced to swim across a bay full of it fully clothed."

"Avalon though... Is that the self-same mythological island that's the supposed resting place of King Arthur? Or merely a place with a similar name?"

[phoenixwiz]

“Yeah, I wouldn’t recommend having to swim in a bay while wearing clothes on in the late autumn months to anybody at all ever since that very day,” Harry nods in agreement, he knows what is it like to swim in cold weather as he almost suffered from swimming in similar conditions in the past although his ice fishing trip with a friend did went surprisingly well.

Then he gives Gabriel another response, “Oh why yes, that is THE Avalon itself. It is in a different realm from most places though. But several people from the time of King Arthur are there, alive and well, and so is the King himself.”

[papillion_de_resistance]

"It sounds like quite a place," he said. "And yes, most of what I know of Avalon- which isn't a great deal- has it as being a place outside of normal space and time. I don't suppose that this place is similar in that respect?"

[phoenixwiz]

“I am also thinking the same thing too. This place might function very similarly to how Avalon runs compared to most places or even worlds, it is like it is its own world,” Harry admits to Gabriel, “Granted, in Avalon’s case, it is partly due to being stuck in a time anomaly caused by dropping a powerful magical sword, but even without it, I’m pretty certain that Avalon is a lot different from every other place in the multiverse.”

[papillion_de_resistance]

"That sword wouldn't be the famous Excalibur, would it?", Gabriel asked. Because there was only one sword he'd ever heard of that was associated with Avalon and King Arthur.

[phoenixwiz]

“You’re definitely right with the sword’s name. Excalibur is, or rather, was King Arthur’s most well know sword and, from what I have learned about the stories about him, he used to fight with it in many battles and adventures,” Harry confirms to Gabriel that he got the name of the sword in question right.