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While most chatted amongst themselves, or in general enjoyed the peace of the trip, Anemone instead was clinging onto the side of the questionable ferry, emptying her breakfast, lunch, and dinner into the ocean around them. She had hardly ever been on the ocean before, and when she had it was on far more...luxurious craft than whatever this pathetic excuse for a ship they were on was. She seemed to feel the ship rocked violently, even if it was just a small wave slapping into the side of the ship and would promptly heave some more.

So in other words, she was absolutely, positively miserable, glaring at the color-coded band on her wrist like it was to blame for her miserable condition, in her case a shade of green. The only reason she had decided to go on this trip was for three reasonably good reasons.
1. Her parents didn’t want her home for the summer.
2. Tony was going and she didn’t want to be alone without her serv-I mean partner.
And 3.  It was a perfectly good excuse to slack off!

However, if she had known that the ship would be this... lackluster and pathetic, she wouldn’t have bothered coming! Even the furniture on board was like something out of a second-hand shop, like not even a good one but a crappy, dodgy cheap one. Just the thought of even sitting down on such unrefined garbage was enough to make her sick...well, not as sick as she was right now at least.

Tony, in comparison, was having the time of his life. He had never been on a boat before, but it seemed the sea was agreeing far better with him than it had with Anemone and some of their other classmates. He smelled the sea air before turning to his sick partner and speaking.

[color=fff79a]“This is perfect Anemone! We’re going to a beautiful island, enjoying the local culture and cuisine, AND I finished reading the 58-page report Ms.Opal gave us last night, so I know where all the great places to go are!”[/color]

He paused as he saw his partner’s face, but quickly misattributed the reasoning behind the green coloration.

[color=fff79a]“Are you trying to think of our team name? I have a great idea in case you can’t think of anything better - ‘Team Turquoise Thunder’! How cool is that?”[/color]

Looking over her shoulder at the boy, Anemone narrowed her eyes, went to speak, before proceeding to barf back over the edge. Wonderful. Were they there yet?

[color=AC8FCA]“Yeah...whatever works...I don’t care.”[/color] She was too sick to deal with this. Well, it was to be expected he had at least read the report, because as expected Anemone hadn’t even touched the thing. It was still in its envelope, in some random dumpster in Death City.

[color=AC8FCA]“It’s really...cool...yeah.”[/color]

Tony nearly jumped when Anemone hurled over the edge of the boat they were in. It was around this time that he realized that she didn’t seem to be enjoying the boat ride that had been going on for hours at this point. 

[color=fff79a]“Oh jeez louise, are you okay Anemone? I can go ask Ms.Opal for some medicine or something…”[/color]

Tony had never been seasick before, so he was quite unprepared for this kind of situation. Usually, he’d be a lot more worried, but Tony couldn’t help but feel happy that their summer vacation was only an hour at most away. 

[color=fff79a]“I think we’ll be at the island soon, so hopefully that helps...”[/color]

Well at least one of them was happy, that was something right? Well no, of course not. Because it was Anemone that was the one having the torrid time of things. Bloody lucky Tony seemed to have far better sealegs than the bratty Anemone could ever wish for.

[color=AC8FCA]“Oh yeah...I’m having a blast.”[/color] Came to her sarcastic response, hanging over the edge ever so slightly. Maybe it would be better to just drop in and drown? She seriously contemplated this till hearing their teacher speak up got the girl’s attention.

Land? Nearby?

That seemed to perk her up slightly, but only until she was puking her liver overboard. Or might as well be, she had already emptied everything else she could’ve at that point.

[color=AC8FCA]“I just need to get onto land is all Tony…”[/color]

Tony felt quite powerless to help his partner, something he was unused to after months of mostly doing her work for her. Still, things were getting better far sooner than either of the pair expected. The bell of the ferry started to ring, and the fog that had blocked their vision almost the entire boat ride seemingly diminished at the noise. 

Luckily, it seemed the group had finally made it to the island. The teacher called out for everyone to get together and form lines, so Tony offered to help Anemone get into her line, looking at the island they would be calling home for the next three months.

Despite reading the report, the area just ahead of the docks they landed at seemed to be covered in vegetation and vines, quite unlike what Ms. Opal described. Even the ancient tower was perfectly fine…

Tony was confused by this but chose not to make a big deal out of it, unlike their teacher. The only thing he was nervous about was trekking through the veritable jungle that seemed to lie before them - his coordination and reflexes were very poor, so tripping was almost guaranteed to happen…

The demon weapon didn’t seem exactly steady, but with Tony’s help got into line, though it was closer to the edge in case she still had something else left to hurl overboard. Blissfully unaware of how strange the vegetation before them was, instead of more overjoyed to finally be able to get off this rickety, pathetic excuse of a boat.

Basically, everything the teacher said went in one ear and out the other, as per usual when most people tried to speak to the girl. She didn’t care for this one bit. She did, however, care to get off the boat! She practically threw herself off the boat and onto the port, sighing loudly as she...seemed to hug the port?

[color=AC8FCA]“Ground, never leave me again.”[/color]

Tony did his best to catch up and follow his partner to dry land - after waiting for his turn to be called down by Ms. Opal, or course. He offered her a hand up from the ground when she seemed finished with her port-hugging business, seemingly undisturbed by the behavior of Anemone, and looked to their instructor for guidance. 

The meister didn’t seem to register the odd behavior of both the captain and the guards of the island - whether that was because he simply was busy trying not to trip over his feet or simply because he was unused to how people are supposed to talk to each other was anyone's guess. He only spoke up once they made it into the city, and saw how dilapidated and odd it was.

[color=fff79a]“Wow, I knew that this trip was worth it! Look at this place Anemone - can’t you just feel the culture?”[/color]

...Huh? What on earth was he talking about?

Anemone glanced about the city with a blank look on her face, which granted was nothing new...but wow. This place was...wow. Nothing like she had heard Tony ramble on about to her before. She had never seen a place like this before, that’s for sure.

Their teacher seemed taken aback by this as well. Man, was she getting stressed. Was she really the right person for this job? Like seriously.

[color=AC8FCA]“Yeah. Culture. Sure.”[/color] Eyeing the teacher as she made an effort to talk to the locals, Anemone yawned, stretching as she rested her hands against the back of her head. She wasn’t the most perceptive girl, or maybe she didn’t care enough to be perceptive, but man their teacher was in a worse way than even her on the boat just before. Speaking of which, the girl was still pale from the experience. And very hungry.

In fact, the thought of food was enough to cause her to start visibly drooling, taking her attention for off Ms. Opal for just the briefest moment

[color=AC8FCA]“Let’s just get some food, I’m starving. I could go for some lamb chops or something.”[/color]

Tony nodded as Anemone spoke, agreeing with her. The plane ride to Malta took over a dozen hours, followed by another few hours on boat - it would be nice to get an actual meal, instead of the plane food they had for the last few meals. 

[color=fff79a]“That’s a good idea - I’m pretty hungry too. They’ll probably let us go once we get to the DWMA chapter here. If you see somewhere that looks good, point it out and we’ll go later… Do you think they take Visa here? I didn’t think to get any Euros before we arrived...”[/color]

Tony turned to their teacher, now eager to find out when the group of students would be able to disperse and get something filling to eat… 

And he was just in time to see her morph into a sheep. 

Tony was silent for a solid 5 seconds, before he vomited in a manner far too similar to Anemone a few dozen minutes ago. 

[color=fff79a]“Oh… My god… Our teacher is a Sheep.”[/color]

Anemone was quick to move to the side as Tony decided it was his turn to unload his lunch, making a face as she watched him for a moment. She looked like that just minutes ago...didn’t she. While most much try to comfort their partner, she instead decided that not dwelling on the fact for much longer was the easier task, she instead turned her attention to her classmates...and immediately started losing interest.

[color=AC8FCA]“I guess there's chops.”[/color] Anemone stated openly, shrugging her shoulders as she looked at their former teacher. Great, she was more like a child than the rest of them, turn away for two seconds and all hell breaks loose.

She had the entire schedule and whatnot yeah? How were they meant to know where to go now? Bloody hell this was a pain. Scratching her head in visible annoyance, she eyed the others as they talked, she was already sore and over this trip and they had barely even started.

It took Tony a few minutes to calm down from the sudden loss of their teacher, and sole guide in a completely foreign country. Luckily, it seemed that he was the only one freaking out over this - perhaps his classmates simply had more experience with things like body transformation? Tony chose to believe this to be the case, considering he and Anemone were some of the youngest students there, and she was usually pretty level-headed. 

Tony, like his partner, didn’t seem to hear much of what the other students were saying, although that was more from nausea then annoyance. Still, he did catch parts of the warnings that one of the younger girls gave - not eating any food seemed a bit extreme, and while Tony had lost most of his appetite, Anemone might still want to eat… It’d probably be fine once they made it to the DWMA chapter.

Seeing how the older students handled the situation, focusing on finding shelter and keeping Ms.Opal safe, did make Tony feel better, however - if a bit embarrassed that his reaction was so much more extreme than the others. It probably showed how inexperienced he was…

Tony turned to Anemone, after doing his best to straighten his outfit and fix his hair.

[color=fff79a]“Ms. Opal said something about a Parking lot before she… turned into that. Do you think if we get there, we’ll find the bus she was talking about?”[/color]

[color=AC8FCA]“Maybe? I don’t know.”[/color] Anemone shrugged her shoulders. How would she know? Only Ms. Opal knew the schedule they were running on, although Anemone hadn’t paid attention so she wouldn’t know anyway.

Though no food? Surely a little would be fine, right? Anemone’s stomach grumbled loudly, and rather audibly so, at that comment, glaring daggers at Arlette. Who was this again? It didn’t matter enough to Anemone to remember anyone but Tony’s name.

[color=AC8FCA]“Tch, who cares. Someone just take charge and make a plan, this is getting to be beyond a pain.”[/color] A couple of sparks flew off of the girl as she folded her arms over her chest and leaned back against a wall, her annoyance visible to all.

But for now, they did need a set leader...and preferably one that wasn’t currently a sheep would be ideal.

Tony nodded his head in agreement - while he would have tried to figure out a way to convey the same message with more tact, Anemone definitely hit the nail on the head with her statement. With Ms. Opal gone, they were all just a bunch of students in a foreign country, with no idea how to orient themselves…

Well, they were trained DWMA students, so they weren’t exactly helpless. Still, someone taking a leadership position would be for the best, if only to keep everyone organized and safe. While Tony’s heart told him that he should try and take charge of the situation, his mind quickly resolved that desire - he was one of the younger students, and his reaction to Ms. Opal’s transformation couldn’t have given the others too much faith in his abilities. 

Luckily, at least some of the other students were talking among each other, but no one had seemed to settle on a single concise plan. Some people wanted to look for the DWMA chapter immediately, one of the students with Goggles wanted to guarantee Ms. Opal’s safety and take her to an expert that might be able to help her, and two students were talking about some Campsite while holding a map…

Personally, Tony wanted to try and investigate the Parking Lot, but the last thing he wanted to try and introduce into the situation was another option for everyone to think over. Besides, Tony was rapidly losing faith in the chances that this place would be safe enough to simply wait for help to arrive, especially since they had yet to see someone from this DWMA chapter… Besides, the student with the goggles made a good point about keeping planning quiet until they got somewhere away from the craziness going on here, and the majority seemed to start making their way to safety.

[color=fff79a]“We are going to need a leader sometime soon, until we can get to the DWMA chapter and get Ms.Opal some help… But finding shelter is definitely the smart thing to do before anything else.“[/color]

Tony paused a moment before adding onto his statement.

[color=fff79a]“And finding [i]something[/i] safe to eat and drink is really important sometime soon. Especially if we plan on hiking through this mysterious jungle. Maybe canned foods and bottled water?”[/color]

Tony was feeling relatively fine at the moment, but he knew that his and the rest of his classmate's energy would drain fast in such a hot, humid, and difficult-to-navigate terrain. Meisters especially if the Demon Weapons would be in their weapon forms, but Anemone was already hungry so that needed to be taken care of soon, Besides, everyone would probably feel much safer after they secured some food and water supplies.