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[center][h3][color=green]Alex Hannelore[/color][/h3]
[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Olympus Academy Grounds
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] [color=598527]Corinthe Malakos[/color] [@Obscurus], [color=#1DA237]Zaheen Ibrahim[/color][@Onarax]
[color=Powderblue]Peter Caddoc Sköjare [/color] [@MiddleEarthRoze] [/center][hr][hr]

[center][i]Speak, [/i] friend, [i]and enter.[/i][/center]

Hey, that's right! The twist was that you had to say "friend" and the door opened! However, it seems it didn't work when it was just used in a sentence. Maybe it needed to be separate?

"Friend?" Alex spoke into the keyhole, experimentally. The brass puzzle box proceeded to dutifully and cinematically undergo no change whatsoever. Alex sighed theatrically, and quietly pulled out her phone. As she always did when it was [i]puzzle box time[/i], she tried to access the internet and, as it always did when it was [i]puzzle box time[/i], she had apparently managed to trap herself in an invisible Faraday Cage. Every time she had a problem that needed solving, she had to solve it [i]manually[/i]. Deprival of means and difficulty, indeed.

"It was worth a shot." Alex said, shrugging. "Didn't Gandalf say 'friend' in, like, Elfish? Gandalf said, like... melon or something, right?"

[center][h3][i]Mellon.[/i][/h3][/center]

Out of the puzzle box's keyhole came an onslaught of light, sound, and smoke. Mindless mechanical screeching filled the area, as the brass-wrought walls of the box rescinded into its corners. At last, the box had fully revealed its innards. Without its walls, the box was now merely a wire hexahedron, with its precious cargo floating anomalously in the center. As blindness faded from Alex's vision, she at last got a good look at the treasure she had thought hard for... a copy of [i]The Silmarillion[/i] by J.R.R Tolkien.

[i]What a bitch.[/i] Alex thought, as the egregious doorstopper dropped unceremoniously into her hands. [i]I don't even have a backpack yet![/i]

Fortunately, it was right before Alex could voice her loud disapproval that [color=powderblue]Peter Sköjare [/color]showed up and inadvertently changed the subject.

[center][i]- any idea where I'm supposed to go to get my room keys and stuff?[/i][/center]

[i]That[/i] was a question that Alex could potentially answer. 
"I, uh... I [i]think[/i] you have to go to the main office for that. It's just through the main door and up the stairs, I think."

Alex helpfully motioned towards the campus's main door, and turned to Corinthe and Zaheed.
"Hey, uh, sorry for putting you guys through so much trouble," Alex said, grinning sheepishly. "Thank you for the help; I couldn't have done it without you guys, you know? I-- I think I should be good for now. Uh, [i]Mother[/i] usually only gives me one of these a day. T-thanks for your help."