Elizabeth - The Gymnasium

Maddened whisperings and rumor had overrun the school for the past few days, filled with panicked speculation whenever the Alchemist could ever bear to listen to it. Yet she paid very little heed, confident in her ability to defend herself against whatever may come. Noone knew the art of Alchemy like her family line had for so many generations, and she was the most accomplished in recent years.

So instead of needlessly worrying on the things she could not possibly control as so many others would, she remained steadfast in her alchemical studies. Having found the fourth book after deciphering the last remnants of the third, it began to unravel in its encoded messages even more that she didn't know.

Holding the next piece of Flamel's famous work tightly in her hand, the followed along within the masses of the herd warily until they poured into the gymnasium.

Spotting a scattering of familiar faces, Ellie's expression rapidly changed to that of a brilliant smile. Ash was talking with a girl she didn't quite know, of whom was also holding the hand of the other British boy she had met.

If only she could find the King, the two of them would've been able to get to the roots of this little disaster if she could ever just a stranglehold on him.

"Hello once again, albeit under a bit of unhappy circumstance!" The alchemist began as finally she had released her nose from the crease of her ancient relative's book. Glancing over to Ash first, sky blue eyes met the older student's gaze almost whimsically; as if the younger still had not a care in the world despite the dire situation.

"Now, as I understand it we've more than ample reason to be a touch cross with those in charge." The little fox quipped humorously, "How abouts we round abouts the methods they have us in and do some spelunking about in the lower regions? Seems like a bloody slaughterhouse just waiting to happen here."

"Either that, or we just sit here like...how do Americans say it? [I]Sitting geese? [/I] Yes, that's the ticket!" You know, to be fair all this nonsense and drivel is quite offensive if you consider it. All push and no answers is absolute codswallop. I however, have a bit of a specialty that can get us out of here."

She flashed a dangerously mischievous smile, her fingers flexed and just for a moment, a mere whisper of a second, her fingertips at her side arced with alchemical light so only they could see it.

"Care to make this imprisonment a little more....adventurous?"