As Weaver hands over the vial, the professor's eyes flash greedily, and he snatches it from her "Yesss" he purrs in his rasping tone "Yes, thank you very much. I will put this to good use. Now, I think it's time to..." he trails off, and something begins to happen. His eyes glow blood red, his fangs elongating. He slowly rises from his chair, his tall, slender frame towering over Weaver and Theo. He reaches out his hands, but then stops. Shakes his head. "Never mind. I think you should go" he says as he sits back down, his fangs and eyes returning to normal. He waves you out with an occupied expression as he stares at the vial held in his taloned fingers. "Professor Tochsk-ty and I will be in touch very soon. We may be in need of your assistance in the days to come."

As Weaver and Theo are ushered into the office, and the door is closed, Ooboron's breath catches in his throat. He slowly lowers his hands and looks around. What was he supposed to do now? He certainly didn't want to knock! But should he knock? He takes a tentative step toward the door. One ear rises into the air, and he leans forward as he tries to hear what's going on in the office. He can hear the professor's voice, but can't make out what he's saying. Ooboron looks around again. Furrowing his brow, the loxodon raises one arm, trying to get up the courage to knock. He starts to tremble.

As the door opens, and Ooby is standing there, Weaver turns around and asks "Wait, what are you going to use it for?" 

"I'll figure out what exactly this is and how we can use it. Simple as that." The Professor smiles.

"Good enough for me!" Weaver turns and happily saunters out.

You all leave, your minds racing as you process the things that just happened. Today was crazy. You all make your way back to the dorm, tired, and open the door. Aurora is not there, which strikes those of you with more energy (*cough* Weaver *cough*) as slightly strange, but you brush it off. She's probably out with friends.

At least tonight you can fall asleep without having to hear her practice on the Hurdy Gurdy. it sounds wonderful most of the time, but if she strikes a cord wrong, it is practical ear-murder.

You all settle in, have a quick dinner of Shaman Noodles (See what I did there?), produced by the all organic Druid Plant Farms, and go to sleep. Sometime in the night, you awaken to the sound of clattering and thumping around.

Weaver and Elsenia wake up as the door to the girls room creaks open (You keep forgetting to oil the hinges. Man, your dorm is old) and a tall, lithe figure steps in, their features obscured as they stand silhouetted against the glaring light of the common room, which has been flicked on.

The boys, meanwhile, hear many sounds of moving feet and cursing, as well as a thump followed by a muffled cry of pain. Then, you also hear the creak of the door to the Girls Room

What do you do?

"Ooby get up! The girls need us!"

Theo jumps out of bed, grabs his bandolier and gives Ooby a slap to wake him up. "Let's go!" Dashing towards the girls.

Hopefully they make it in time.

Ooboron pushes his sleep mask up onto his forehead and looks around. "Oh ... OK." He swings his legs over the side of the bed and gets up to follow Theo.

Weaver squints in the dark, trying to make out the shape in the doorway.  "Aurora?  Are you back?  Where have you been? You missed us turning over some of our special goo to the creepy swamp professor with the long nails and sharp teeth but who I trust implicitly to do the right and noble thing by us even though he snatched the vial out of my hands with a hungry look on his face when I told him it was blood magic and then he pushed us out the door.  So how are you?"

Theo sprints out of the room, his bandolier clanking against his chest noisily. He runs right into a tall figure and before he can look up and see who it is, Ooboron comes crashing out of their room. The massive loxodon, overwhelmed and his anxiety in overdrive, barrels into Theo and the figure, sending all three crashing to the floor in a dogpile. Theo wheezes as the weight of the falling Loxodon knocks the wind out of him, and he looks down into the face of the tall figure. The black eyes of Aurora stare back up at him.

I need Theo to make me a Insight check.

Weaver, mid-speech, looks down at the pile of bodies, and wonders when the boys got here. She was so absorbed in her talking she didn't notice the whole thing.

Gonna bot for that Insight check: 20

Theo: 

Aurora looks up at Theo and Ooboron and squeals "What are you doing?! Get off me!" she shrieks. 

Ooboron scrambles to get back to his feet. He grins sheepishly. "Sorry, Aurora. Theo said something was up, so I followed him. I guess I tripped or something."

"Yeah, there was noises like somebody in trouble or a tussle. And Aurora's eye look different!"

"What!? No they're not!" she shrieks. What is Theo talking about? "Why would they be bla...It's crazy that they would be a different color. My eye's have always been blue!"

Pushing the harengon off of her, Aurora gets to her feet and brushes off her black ensemble, which includes tights and a hoodie. Weird. Normally she chooses something a little more fashionable.

Ooboron frowns. "Where've you been?" he asks, uncustomarily forward.

Aurora looks surprised at the question,  "What do you mean? I went to my classes and then hung out with my friends. Like I do every day." She says, shifting on her feet uncomfortably "Why are you interrogating me?"

Ooboron's frown deepens, but he doesn't challenge Aurora's statement or answer her question.

"Well ok ok, you just gave a start is all. Come since we're all up let's hang out a bit?" Theo gestures towards the girl's room.

While making small talk about school assignments he keeps and eye on Aurora to see if it's actually her.

Insight check 13

Weaver is thrilled by the impromptu hangout session.  She hops out of bed, and from under it she pulls out a small case.  Twisting some dials and knobs, it springs to life, a little portable clockwork barbecue, with a small flame about twice the size of a candle flame.  She then produces small skewers, and bits of chocolate, crackers, and a bag of white puffy gelatinous cubes.  "I have been waiting to try this out!  It's my portable lotsa machine.  See, you take these, I call them 'mallows' and you put them on the skewers.  You roast them, then put them between the crackers and the chocolate.  They're so good, you'll want lotsa them, which is why I call them that, obviously.  Here, Ooby, let me help you."