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Athens, Thursday Morning
That morning, the school packed up on Zakynthos and hopped into a portal, en route to Athens.
Too bad someone hadn't checked the itinerary.
The sun shone high in the sky and you could still hear the surf in the distance, that was the difference. But all you needed to do was see one donkey cart and realize: you were far away from home.
Welcome to Athens, sometime before 400 B.C.
Enjoy yourselves?
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Too bad someone hadn't checked the itinerary.
The sun shone high in the sky and you could still hear the surf in the distance, that was the difference. But all you needed to do was see one donkey cart and realize: you were far away from home.
Welcome to Athens, sometime before 400 B.C.
Enjoy yourselves?
[[ ocd up! ]]
HOTEL φάτνη
Rooms
At least everyone had a very nice bed? Two a room, even
or one big one for hijinx.But don't expect much else from these walls, folks. At least someone will be by with wine (or a non-alcoholic beverage) and flower petals later?
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Room 205
Okay. Sabine might have been thinking she should have appreciated her time at the last place more because what. And she had no idea what that pot thing was for.
Please, please someone explain it to her.
Room 212
Until he got to his new room.
With its one...small...not-exactly-sturdy looking bed.
Well, then. It would seem he was now in perhaps a little bit of a conundrum, yes...
Breakfast
(Or wine. There is always the wine.)
Re: Breakfast
Wearing his human disguise yet again, he was smiling outright, giving pleasant nods to anybody else who might be in the dining hall this morning.
The barley bread was still better than hardtack, he was a fairly content half-orc this morning.
Re: Breakfast
He was just going to have to make sure everyone didn't alter history, that's all.
Courtyard
(Of course there's wine.)
Re: Courtyard
So she'd spent most of the time since their arrival glaring at things and muttering "What the shit" under her breath, and then doing a little more glaring, arms folded, eyes narrowed, jaw tight.
But then she found some wine. And plenty of it. So the wine made things a little bit better.
...a little bit.
So now she was glaring, but with wine.