Would they even put Easter eggs up here? [EVENT]

You do realise that this is well bellow your age, right? Magena asked again, watching her brother in wonder as he moved through the empty rooms. I mean, you even bought a basket and everything.

Come on, sis, it's fun. he said, grabbing a brightly coloured yellow egg from behind the door. We used to do it every year, remember?

Yes, because we were kids. Magnea said, sighing, but he could feel somewhat of a fond smile forming inside his head.

I as well am missing the point of this...holiday. Lyre suddenly spoke up from a back of his mind. Lysander didn't even want to think how creepy it was that he had recently started to create rooms inside his head and placing them there (for example, if he, by some chance, did have enough courage to do so, he would admit that right now Lyre would be in some kind of launch, lying lazily on the couch).

That's because there is no point, it's chocolate and it's fun, what more does it need to be?

He's right. Rayburn agreed, munching on some imaginary food and making Lysander roll his eyes. Of course he would agree with anything that had anything to do with food.

It's a hunt. Garrick spoke up as well. And we must win!

We will if we gather enough eggs. Lysander said, grabbing another egg from under the desk. Another thing he didn't want to think about was that 'we' he had just said right now. He would focus on the fact that this whole idea of a hunt has put Garrick in good enough mood to not yell at him for at least a few hours, which was a success. And on that note...

Hey, Garrick, I was thinking...

You were? Lyre smiled (still in that launch) and Lysander could feel a burn of joke coming from a mile away. Haven't noticed really. It has been so empty up here these days, hasn't it?

Yeah, a bit. Are you sure you were thinking, bro? Magena snickered as Lysander growled.

Since when are you his ally?! he whined, before shaking his head. Anyway, stupid jokes aside, I was wondering if I could borrow your sense of smell, Garrick. This would be so much easier if I could smell where the eggs were hidden.

He could feel the werewolf thinking it over for a moment, before, surprisingly, agreeing.

Thanks! Lysander laughed as the smell of chocolate overwhelmed his senses.

You know, that's cheating.

Shut up!

<div align=center>Easter. What did that word bring forth? Well, of course there was religious implications, of course. But while the boy respected this fact he wasn't affiliated with the true purpose. On any case, Oliver hadn't celebrated the holiday before. His mommy dearest didn't want Oli's teeth to rot out with chocolate, and plus he had a nut allergy. So, it was safe to say that pastel colored eggs and pretty baskets were an idea foreign to him. That was, until now.

Why was he on the third floor again? Heck if he knew. He was told that a kid like him should be searching for eggs, and that it would be fun. So, the boy that appeared significantly younger than his actual age had a cute pink and white basket folded gently in his hands. His teal-esque eyes traced dreamily to every room, each more decrepit than the last. It was a nice day to be touring about, but the courtyard proved to be a little... Pollen-y. He removed his inhaler from his pocket to take a deep breath, this clearing his lungs of the stuff that sent him on a coughing fit. But as he did this, he saw from the corner of his eye a young lady in an abandoned room. He heard shuffling from someone else... They appeared to be searching... For these eggs, possibly?

He hated to eavesdrop, but he couldn't help but to stand secretly behind the doorframe and listen. The girl was seemingly talking to herself about the eggs... Could he possibly join? Nervously, Oliver stepped from the corner, his arms folded behind his back. He looked at the older girl, and coughed a bit. He pulled on a sweet smile.

”Um, excuse me ma'am... But are you hunting for eggs?" He asked shyly. ”I was just told to hunt for them... Not quite sure why, but are they here?” </div>

People! Garrick growled suddenly as the smell of at least two more people reached Lysander's senses. Eat them! he ordered, tensing up at the very thought of competition.

For the last time, Garrick, I AM NOT EATING ANYONE. Lysander said, sighing, while rubbing his forehead. Not now, not ever. And would you relaxe? You're making me nervous, and this' supposed to be fun!

The werewolf continued to grow inside his head and he could suddenly feel the rise of the usually hidden wolf blood in his veins. He felt the pain in his spine and knew that if this were to continue, he would change.

Stop it, now! he yelled, immediately exiting the room and running in the direction opposite to the other people he had smelled. However, the third floor had only one exit and was thus build in such way that no matter where you went, you reached in the end, which meant that he had soon run into the very people he had been trying to avoid, his blood still half way down the I'm turning into a werewolf line.

Damn.

Xenia Asgonne
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Xenia would usually never be in such a pointless place. There was nothing to do up there, the place was covered in dust, and the whole place seemed to give off a spooky vibe. Today, however, was slightly different. The place was still spooky and pointless, but it was practically overflowing with the brilliant colour of the eggs that were hidden all over the campus. How fortunate was she to have joined the school just in time for such an event! First, she would collect a year's supply of chocolate, and then win an award! She'd send news home to her parents that she was fitting in just fine, and then perhaps they'd leave her alone for a bit, and - C R A S H

A sudden noise pulled her out of her reverie. She blinked, not knowing where the sound had come from. Were other people up here too? It was likely, considering that students were just about everywhere she looked, hunting for the eggs. She snatched the last egg from under a broken chalk board (who had even placed these here anyway?) and poked her head into the classroom next door.

Sitting on the floor was a brown haired girl who looked like she had taken quite the tumble. There were eggs scattered all around her and an empty Easter basket rolling beside her. Xenia couldn't help but let out a chuckle. She took a step toward the girl and stretched out a hand to her, offering help. She smiled.

"Here, let me help you. Don't worry, I won't steal any of your eggs. I've seen you before. I think we might be in college classes together? Sorry, I don't really remember your name."

Nikki didn't care if anyone else was in the same place she was. No one could match her speed, she'd be zooming through the empty rooms picking up eggs in no time. She held a plain basket with a little green ribbon tied around the handle. She hadn't felt like getting fancy, besides, who cared what your basket looked like, she just wanted to hunt for eggs!

She steeped into the first empty room, her eyes scanning the dusty dark floors for colorful bright eggs. She didn't see any. 'Some one must have been through here already!' she thought to herself. Just as she started to walk again, she heard a loud noise, and a few voices followed after. She tiptoed to the frame of the doorway, and peeked around. A few people were standing around a girl who was sitting on the floor. Looked like she ran into a table.

Nikki shrugged. She didn't feel like socializing, but to get to the other rooms, she'd have to go through that one. Only one way to do it though. Fast. Before she could think, Nikki zoomed through the room with the people, and smacked into the far wall of the new room she entered. She rubbed her head. "I'm okay!" she yelled, to no one in particular. She didn't want to be the center of attention, she kinda hated that.

She readjusted her high ponytail, and looked around the room. The whole place was fair game, an no matter how many people were in there, she was going to hunt for the eggs. Then she saw one. A light blue one with purple polka dots. She zoomed over the pick it up. 'I'll open them back in my dorm room' she though. She didn't have time to stop and check what was in every single egg.

Then more colors attracted her eye. She zoomed around the room scooping up eggs as fats as she could. And for Nikki, that was pretty fats. She couldn't help but be excited as she saw each plastic egg. She slowed herself down, so she could count her eggs. "Hmmmm, seven eggs so far, not bad!" She'd have to check the other rooms as well, of course.

Kill them all! Garrick continue roaring in his head as more and more people suddenly entered the room, making him miss most of what was going on as all of his mental power went into suppressing a sudden urge to howl.

For the last time, idiot, I am not killing anybody! Now shut up! he growled under his breath as he tried to seem as normal as possible now that there were other people around.

Well, you could at least grab some of those eggs. Magena spoke up, overriding the Garrick constant howling. I mean, just look at how many of them are simply lying around.

That was true. Underneath the strong smell of humans Lysander could still feel at least a dozen brightly coloured chocolate filled eggs in the room.

That I can do I guess. he said, grabbing a one multi colour egg from the corner of the room now that there was no danger of him suddenly going into a werewolf mode.

Only, what happened here? Is everybody alright?

<div align=center>Oli's sudden curiosity turned to paranoia when so many people began to show up in the room. He clutched his basket nervously in his pale hands, and gulped. And by the looks of the older people, nobody wanted to share the eggs. It was a free-for-all, and it looked like those who were a bit too old for this sort of thing were at each other's throats. Is this what Easter was supposed to be?

”Oh... Okay.” He mumbled out nervously. He went about his business looking for eggs, and found a pretty baby pink one in a desk. The anxiety sort of dissipated upon seeing the egg, as he rushed over to pick it up with shaky hands. He eyed it, and with a gentle pull, he popped it open. In it was... Jellybeans! He loved those!

A bit more eager now, he began to reach for eggs in place where others weren't. He liked the pastel-y ones, and shook them each to decide on whether it had something good in it. He would step submissively out of the way however to let the others get the eggs before him, if he was in the way. After all, they were here first!... He really didn't know how to play this game.

After glancing to a rickety bookshelf Oliver saw a white one with spring green polka dots. Naturally, he picked it up, and was about to add to his collection of five already. That was, until he popped it open. Mini chocolate bars with peanuts... Nope, that simply wasn't going to do. But he didn't just want to put it back, so what was he going to do with it?

He spotted Nikki, who happened to be nearby him. Well, he ought to give it up to someone who wanted it. Oli smiled, tapped her back, and held out the plastic egg that was sealed once more. ”H-here, you can have this one.” He offered with a soft voice, hoping she would accept. </div>