Academy of the Arts: Keeva’s Group
Yep, they were going to die. Rose was going to tear them apart limb from limb, hide them in one of the pianos and maybe even feed their remains to Sebastian. He wondered if he could at least ask for a fancy coffin or a nice burial suit.
He attempted to speak, but one look into those icy eyes made him shut up for good. Lucien froze in place, shivers running up and down his spine. Man, she had a glare that rivaled even the boss'. The summoner fidgeted in place, twiddling his thumbs in an attempt to calm his nerves. She began to question them and it took a little while for him to answer. "Oh, we were just helping out, isn't that right Lute?" He wrapped an arm around Lute's shoulder and pulled the virtuoso close. "Don't worry," Lucien gave her a shaky thumbs up and even mustered a silly looking grin. "Everything's back in place."
"They broke some of the instruments, president." One of the students spoke up before going silent.
At that point, Lucien began looking out the door, hoping that the others would bail them out. However, the opposite happened and soon everyone began to leave. He couldn't believe it, their friends had left them in the hands of this...this ice queen! "So, now that everything's back in place, we can go right?" She continued to glare daggers into their souls and Lucien practically clung to the poor virtuoso. "Well, it was nice knowing you, pal. I guess we'll meet again on the other side, yeah?"
He was just about ready to abandon all hope, but suddenly Trixie appeared.
The prankster attempted to appease Rose's anger and Lucien decided to take this window of opportunity to abandon Lute and make a run for the door. He had never ran so fast in his life. He nearly crashed into Sebastian, but by some miracle, managed to scramble past the horse and into the hallway. "Kid, run! We're no match for the ultimate villain." That probably hadn't been the smartest choice of words.
He gave Lute a quick wave, muttering something about him taking one for the team, then rushed down the hall as fast as he could.
Academy of the Arts: Dallia's Group
It was settled, they were going to look for the others.
Moira began to usher Tobias forward, clearly excited. There was nothing wrong with parties, but when the guy inviting them had been smacked by one of their friends before asking, then it was just a tad suspicious. Obviously, there was some sort of friction between those two but neither Simon nor Dallia were yelling at Tobias so it was most likely something personal.
The group made their way towards a building and Moira swung the doors open.
“M-moira! Dylan, Xan, Amy, everyone, over here!”
Xan turned around and gave Aria a wave. Her friend began talking about performances, but she had to wonder, where were the others? "Aria, we were just looking for everyone. By any chance do you know where the others are?"
A loud voice boomed down the hallway. "Yikes! Run, run, run!"
The girl turned her head to the side only to see Lucien running down the halls and flailing his arms around. What on earth was that idiot doing now? Did he break something...gods forbid. Everything here looked like it had taken so much time to make.
Lucien ran smacked dab into Moira. He was talking about Lute's brave sacrifice and about how the virtuoso was probably dead by now.
Xan gave Aria a quizzical expression, hoping that her friend could shed some light on the summoner's ramblings.
