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[b]Academy of the Arts: Theatrical Hall[/b]
No sooner had they stepped into the building, when suddenly Moira was collided with by a mass of limbs and robes and babbling nonsense. Which naturally meant Moira remained standing, staring down at the summoner with a 'what the hell' expression, while Lucien was sent crashing to the ground.

And then he was picked up by a gods damned horse!

Syed brought his hands to his head in what could only be described as complete and utter confusion and dismay. There was a horse in the building! A horse! In the building! And a big one too, it was taller than him and he was a very tall man himself. Wasn't this supposed to be a school? A really fancy one at that? Sure, that was a really fancy horse. But what if it pooped! It didn't matter how fancy it was, everything needs to poop. What would health and safety have to say about that?!

"Lucien?! Why?!" he exclaimed, throwing his hands out. "Why is there a [i]horse?![/i]" Except then Trixie [i]jumped[/i] on the thing, causing him to panic even more. This horse clearly had violent tendancies, what with Lucien still hanging suspended by his pants. "Trix, don't-!" he rushed over to her.

[i]"Shhh! Amy, shhh! I have a charisma skill of +10. I got dis. Ahem - please Mister Horsie, please!"[/i]

He suddenly froze. Pfft. Pffffft. And then he lost it. "Hahahahahahahahaha!" he couldn't help it anymore. That was hilarious. Trixie was hilarious. Okay, okay. Trixie was pretty good with this sort of thing. He was unwilling to leave her side [i]in case[/i], but he decided to leave her to her thing.

Moira meanwhile raised her eyebrow as Dylan continued to snap at Tobias. Well damn, he [i]really[/i] didn't like this guy, huh. He was being so unsubtle about it that even she clicked that maybe, just maybe, this was something a drink couldn't fix. Actually, was going to this thing a good idea? Nobody else seemed even half as enthused about it as she was. And as much as she loved a good fight, she wasn't really happy seeing a friend in as much discomfort as this.

"Yeah, I could do with a sit down," she nodded, still eyeing Dylan somewhat warily. Cor, the guy sure looked moody. Were they doing the right thing here?