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[b][u] Aliquam: Academy of the Arts: Theatrical Hall [/b][/u]

Aria heaved a sigh of relief, exceedingly glad that the student council president had calmed down considerably. Deeming it safe to approach now, she moved over to where Lute was crouching besides the box of fallen instruments just as Trixie went off to rescue poor Lucien whose escape had failed miserably, and was now dangling in a rather unconventional and painful manner from the moustachioed horse’s mouth.

“We’re uh, very sorry for the mess,” She bowed with a wry smile to Rose, joining Lute in attempting to salvage the fallen instruments though judging by the look of that dent on the tuba and the slightly bent flutes, they would be needing a professional to repair the damages. Perhaps Xan would be able to help?

Before she could voice her idea, they were joined by Dalia. 

[i] “Oh no...you, catch up to your friends. Rose, why don’t you tell me what happened here?” [/i]

“Perhaps we should go, there’s not much we can do to fix these…” She gave a particularly remorseful look at a broken violin bow, helping Lute up from where he was crouched on the ground. 

She gave the two a bow again. “I’m not sure if this would be any help, but my friend’s a metallurgist. Perhaps we could ask her to help with the dents? Though for the strings…” 

After Lute finished his apologies, the two made their way back to the rest of the group. Lucien had been mercifully released, and the illusionist managed to catch some mention of a party.

“Did someone say party? I’m up for it,” she grinned, before catching the unusually sullen, even angry looking Dylan. Was he alright? It wasn’t like the matter artist to be so moody. 

The group had made their way into the theatre that had mostly filled up in the time that they had spent exploring the prop room. Luckily, there was still a large section in the back large enough to seat them all and they slowly filed in as the orchestra started to tune.