Doyle calmly listened to the conversation, ignoring his
surroundings to concentrate more on what is being said.
Out of nowhere, a hand appeared.
Doyle opened his eyes again to see a rather short person. He
couldn't make out if they were male or female - they did look kind
of intimidated, however.
Doyle looked at them for a few seconds before he smiled kindly. "I
haven't seen you among the others earlier", he said. "You're
late."
Before he could spark up a little conversation between them, Quinn
told them to follow her. A little disappointed, Doyle pushed
himself off the wall and slowly started following Quinn. He turned
around once more and looked at the person who practically ran into
him before. "Are you coming?"
Charlie looked around,once again needing verification if
they actually were referring to them.They weren't sure if the boy
was referring to them but they gulped once more and said "I-I I
guess..."they confirmed.Then they realized "What do you mean
late?For what?"they asked him,hoping they didn't miss out on
anything important
"Hogwarts is the school from Harry Potter. Basically, it's magical.
Staircases move and paintings talk. Some of that stuff happens here
too," Quinn replied, turning right to go up a flight of stairs. Did
she know the way to the Astronomy Hall? Probably. Maybe. Well, they
were going to find out pretty quickly if she really did or not.
Doyle shook his head. "Generally. You didn't miss anything
important I believe, except everyone introducing themselves."
He turned towards Quinn. "Wait so... You are basically telling us
that at some point we could wake up on the top floor when before we
were somewhere in the middle, and our classrooms can change
positions?" He thought for a moment. If that was really the case,
Doyle wasn't sure if that's a good or bad thing. "In that case, at
least it's not too embarrassing to walk into the wrong class by
accident."
"Yeah, pretty much," Quinn said to Doyle. "Except the auditorium
and the cafeteria are always in the same place. And, like, major
halls and stuff stay generally in the same area. Oh, and we have a
map in the living area of the dorm that shows where everything
moves. You'll want to check that pretty often. And, no, you don't
get a guide. You learn faster that way." She hesitated at a
three-way fork in hall, deciding on the middle branch quickly. The
floors and walls changed around them as they walked on. Murals of
various celestial bodies and different colored skies swirled across
the plain gray blocks on either side. Beneath them, the stone
actually began to show clumps of vegetation, until they were
trudging across deep green, short-cropped grass.
"Has anyone figured out if there might be a pattern behind the
changes?" Amanda asked quietly as she looked around at her
surrounding. If Mother could see what I am now she would throw
an absolute fit.
"That was actually one of the first things Elin, one of my friends,
did when he got here. He spent almost two months using most of his
freetime on it and never found any patterns. Although he did decide
that the building has this hive-like mind that other things can tap
into, which is why stuff that isn't strictly the architecture can
move too. Also, apparently it can hear you, or something. He's very
proud of his theory," Quinn replied, avoiding a book-sized rock
covered in swirls poking out of the ground.
Doyle nodded. "Alright", he said and continued to follow Quinn.
Amandas question was actually on his mind as well, but he wasn't
one for the questions - usually.
Quinns reply didn't surprise him, but raised another question in
him. "Hear us?" he repeated. "What exactly does that mean?"
//sorry for the short and somewhat bad
post but I refuse to let this die kthx
"It means if you say something the castle doesn't like, it'll try
to make your day as difficult as possible. Especially try to hold
your tongue around paintings, you'll never hear the end of it
otherwise," Quinn replied, reaching a narrow spiral staircase made
entirely of thin glass. She started up it as if it was no big deal.
Amanda blinked a few times before cocking her head slightly as she
stared at the staircase. Her confusion had rendered her a bit
speechless. How was Quinn not breaking the glass and falling
through? Of all things I see and this has me the most puzzled
and intrigued. Ten out of ten there Amanda. She thought to
herself before carefully attempting to follow Quinn.
Charlie was generally disconnected from the group, even if they
were speaking right in front of them, they couldn't seem to
understand what they are trying to communicate and explain to each
other, so they remained silent like usual. They were so out of
their comfort zone that they honestly didn't know what to do or
think, never had they needed nor want to leave their home. Being
dragged in such an unfamiliar place was very offputting.
The glass staircase led up to a little area that looked sort of
like a mash between a living room and a kitchen. A few chairs and a
couch were arranged around a TV on the wall, and a few feet away
there were cabinets and a fridge. It was very clean, but it you
could still tell people lived there. A couple thick, well-worn
books sat on the coffee table next to a large Starbucks cup. Felix,
Elin, Mirror, and an unidentified... creature were sitting at the
dining table, an Uno box planted in the middle. Felix was the only
one without cards. The unidentified creature glanced up at Quinn
reached the top and grinned. "Quinnie!"
"Hello, Chen," she said in reply, patting his fluffy, tawny gold
hair like he was a good dog. She made sure to avoid the two dark
blue horns, though. He didn't seem to mind. "Are you guys playing
Uno? I thought you had a test to study for, Elin?"
"I studied," Elin replied, shortly and quietly, drawing a card
without looking.
Doyle inspected the staircase. There's no way that they can take
a person without breaking.
Right as he finished this thought, he was proven wrong - Quinn
walked up there like it was nothing. Doyle, still sceptical,
decided to wait for Amanda to reach the top of the staircase before
he himself attempted to climb the stairs. Once he reached the room
atop of the stairs, he looked around. It looked like a sort of
living room.
A few people caught his attention. They sat around a table, playing
Uno. Doyle spotted the kid with the short temper and matching
bracelets among them, but another... thing? Got the majority of his
attention. "Who - or what - is that?" he asked, maybe a little too
loud, as he pointed at the creature that Quinn had called 'Chen'
just a few moments ago. He didn't mean to offend anyone, but he had
never seen such a being before.
Chen blinked at Doyle with eyes that were completely teal - no
whites or pupils, just an ocean of blue-green. "I'm Chen," he said,
flicking his thin tail with a triangle-shaped point. His smile
faltered slightly when he saw Doyle's expression, and he looked
back to Quinn, as if seeking comfort.
"Chen is a demon prince. The only demon prince," Quinn replied,
smiling at Chen before shooting Doyle a discreet glare.
Doyle shrugged. "So, a demon?" he muttered. He had a feeling that
this shouldn't surprise him at this point, but it was still pretty
hard to believe. "Aren't demons usually evil?"
i'm sorry for the short (and bad)
post i just really don't know what else to write asdfgh