Gwen_Temi
Junior Member
Demeter
The group would not find Demeter again until they, eventually, followed the sound of music and the scent of food to the college ballroom where the main celebration was happening.
The mood in the room was... mixed to say the least.
Teachers, college staff, new students, failed examinees and the freelancers the academy had hired to aid in the trials as obstacles all gathered together to eat, chat and enjoy some music. Many were left staring down the people who'd "killed" them in the tunnels. Some found amusement in it. Others, well... others, not so much. Nolan and his partner were there, likely moping. The construct who'd nearly blown them all up seemed to be having a great time chatting it up with Demeter. And as for Demeter, herself?
"Hey guys!"
Demeter was absolutely destroying a plate of nachos. Something that one of the proctors gravely regretted bringing to the young dryad's attention given just how uncouth- or perhaps non-existant- her table manners were. And, much to his dismay, he began to notice just how intensely she'd been eyeing down many of the other food items on display for rest of the congregation.
"So, I was thinking..." she paused for a moment, glancing over at a tray of fresh meatballs, "We- we're not in a rush to go back to the hotel, are we? They're making something for us called a creme puff! I dunno what that is, but I really wanna try it before we leave."
Demeter was eager to get to know everyone in the group. She was. But, unless one of them was planning to prepare a full banquet that rivaled the culinary excellence of a Michelin star chef employed by a bunch of wealthy wizards? It could wait. You know...
At least until all of this delicious food was was out of the picture.
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