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First years
Posting order: Time, Lilly, Hannah, Jinae, Fandom

A Spooky Farewell
PS Siwoo grinned, leading Seoul through the forest with their intertwined hands. Still woefully obliviant to Seoul's situation, he was talking as they walked, albeit making the strangest conversation. "—Lotarious and Coltor like strangers. You'd think thestrals wouldn't but they're surprisingly nice and friendly. Coltor's kind of moody like you now that I think about it. You two could bond over that—" (00:31, January 28, 2019 (UTC))

PS "What was that?" he turned and glanced at his boyfriend but brushed it off quickly. He was about to start speaking again with Seoul continued. "They are very real," he remarked. "Why would I make up meeting mythical creatures that you can only see when you've seen someone die?" (00:46, January 28, 2019 (UTC))

PS "That hurts even more." He rolled his eyes and continued dragging Seoul regardless. "I don't know what that insinuates more, your lack of trust in me, or your belief I have no friends." Finally, they entered a leaf-strewn clearing where what seemed to be a pod of thestrals were grazing. The aura of the forest seemed to darken. "There they are." (00:56, January 28, 2019 (UTC))

PS When Seoul's grip tightened, Siwoo glanced at him and his smile slowly dropped. He stepped back a little and guided Seoul into leaning into him, encouraging the other to take deep breaths. "Let's walk slowly. Walk where I walk, okay?" (01:17, January 28, 2019 (UTC))

PS Through careful navigation, they eventually reached a pair of thestrals that seemed to be off by themselves, a little farther away from the group. "This is Lotarious and Coltor," he said softly. "I met them in fourth year after I realized I could see thestrals. I started wandering a little farther from the castle day by day and then..." One of the thestrals turned, its glittering black coat shimmering in the little sun peaking through the forest. It stared at Seoul for a moment before bowing its head. "...they found me." (01:44, January 28, 2019 (UTC))

PS The second thestral sooned turned as well and exchanged an initiation of bows. Once both of them had lifted their heads, they approached the two, the first one seeming eager to acquaint themselves with Seoul. The second one prompted Siwoo to stroke its muzzle, in which Siwoo did in a slow, appreciative movement. "That's Coltor," Siwoo murmrued to Seoul, leaning over as the first thestral approached Seoul. "I think he likes you." (02:07, January 28, 2019 (UTC))

PS Coltor seemed to grunt satisfactorily at Seoul's statement and seemed to be inching his way towards Seoul until there was a comfortable distance between them. Siwoo's smile returned while watching them. It was less eccentric but it was soft and sweet. "If he likes you enough, you can ride him." (02:38, January 28, 2019 (UTC))

PS He blushed at that, looking away from his boyfriend as his face reddened. "Seoul," he whined. Lotarious crouched down, distracting Siwoo. The thestral seemed to be indicating for Siwoo to get on his back and so he did. Coltor didn't do the same until a few minutes later, but Siwoo still waited so they could take off together. (02:54, January 28, 2019 (UTC))

PS "Well shit, don't do that now," he said, his voice in between panic and laughter. "Just hold on, Coltor will go your pace. Don't worry." Both thestrals expanded their wings, a mass of black coily skin and bones and flapped them one or two times. Siwoo leaned in and clung to Lotarious before both thestrals took off. "We should avoid the towers and stuff. Teachers will freak," Siwoo realized. (03:55, January 28, 2019 (UTC))

PS Siwoo took the lead with Lotarious and Coltor followed. He goaded the thestral into heading down to the Black Lake and skimming the water before soaring upward toward the rocky ranges. "Having fun?" he yelled over the sound of wind rushing in their ears. He didn't really need to wait for an answer though, he could see it on Seoul's face, and it made him smile more. (14:05, January 28, 2019 (UTC))

PS The sound of Seoul's laughter lifted his heart to new highs. He watched his boyfriend with a giant grin, feeling rejuvinated just by Seoul's happiness. He exchanged a glance with Seoul before leading them over the tops of the forest, legs dipping between leaves. (17:51, January 28, 2019 (UTC)`)

PS The world seemed to be at peace, in a perfect balance of things as they flew. It was amazing. A feeling, a high that you could only get with an experience like this. Siwoo mimicked Seoul, letting out a carefree laugh of his own. Of course, a different type of tragedy had to strike then. Suddenly, Siwoo found himself dazed and confused. Where am I? He dimly registered Lotarious and yelped, nearly falling off the thestral. When did he get here? All he could remember was entering the forest with Seoul. Seoul. He glanced around and didn't see him and realized that Lotarious was diving or rather... falling. Shit. "Lotarious!" he yelled, clutching at the thestral's neck. "Lotarious, pull up! Pull up now!" (21:20, January 28, 2019 (UTC))

PS Lotarious was unconscious, Seoul was nowhere to be seen, and Siwoo could barely focus on anything. This was bad. He hugged Lotarious, like it might lessen the impact if he landed on top of Lotarious. (22:26, January 28, 2019 (UTC))

PS Siwoo huddled into his boyfriend's body, closing his eyes ignore the world spinning down around them. Meanwhile, Lotarious had already fallen not so far away from the clearing, his wings greatly damaged. He whimpered and clung to Seoul's shirt. He felt incredibly disorientated and wanted to sit down. Or sleep. Both sounded great right now. (00:53, January 29, 2019 (UTC))

PS His eyes fluttered open as he did what Seoul asked and looked at him. He didn't seem to be in any pain at first but he winced at the sudden sensation of his leg burning. The pant leg had been torn, and there was a shallow gash in his leg. Siwoo couldn't remember when he got it but he might've scraped something while Lotarious was falling. "I'm okay, mostly," he said hoarsely. "Where's Lotarious? Is he okay?" (01:20, January 29, 2019 (UTC))

PS He wanted to advocate for the probably injured thestral but it seemed Seoul wasn't going to answer him regardless. The would healed, awkwardly, but it healed and Siwoo exhaled a sigh of relief. "I don't know," he murmured. "I... I blanked or something. I blinked and the next thing I knew, Lotarious was falling." (02:01, January 29, 2019 (UTC))

PS "But what about Lotarious?" he interjected. "We need to get a teacher or a ground keeper or something. What if he's hurt? No, he's definitely hurt. We have to make sure he's okay." There was something in his tone that was unlike Siwoo. He was determined about this. You could tell he really cared for these creatures. (02:47, January 29, 2019 (UTC))

PS "No," he demanded. "We have to check on Lotarious." Everything about his tone was firm. He didn't want to stress Seoul out but Seoul didn't understand how much the thestrals meant to Siwoo. He had to make sure they were okay, he had too. (02:57, January 29, 2019 (UTC))

PS He got a slight migraine while Seoul was away but it wasn't like he was going to tell him that and worry him further. "I'm okay, I promise," he whispered. "But we'll go to the hospital wing if it makes you feel better," he agreed. "However, we have to tell a teacher on the way there." (03:10, January 29, 2019 (UTC))