Unfortunately people did live like that. Some couldn't help it. And others, like her family CHOSE to live like that. "Yeah but we're a minority. You don't find many people like us." Mia chuckled at the look on Jacob's face as he tried to get his head around how she lived. "We don't have set jobs as such. We all have to help out where possible. I know how milk cows, go fruit picking, planting and harvesting. We also make stuff like clay pots, jewellry, woodwork, arts and crafts that sort of stuff that we sell in the town."

WAIT!!

WHAT???

The Professor was going to sever limbs. Was that even allowed?

Mia turned to Jacob and opened her mouth to see what he thought of this new development but all that came out of her mouth was a little tinkling sound. A bit like the sound of tiny bells.

Her eyes widened as she looked at the Ravenclaw boy. She didn't have a voice anymore.

How long was this going to last?

Charley held out her right leg, watching nervously as Belle tied her up.

Right as Belle whispered that her wing was gone, Charley found she was unable to see. She started reluctantly moving her left leg forward, trying to stay in time with Belle as well. Belle lost a wing, Charley couldn't see and the last thing they needed was for either of them to get hurt.
"Make sure we don't bump into anything, okay, Belle?" she requested, hating that her voice came out as weak and scared as she felt.

Amadeus crossed his arms over his chest in a huff. "Thank you, Professor." He nodded and spoke politely before turning on his friend. "A monkey? Really? I hope the severing spell has only affected your hearing and not your brain." He looked wrathful. How dare Braeden Stonem compare Amadeus Kipling to a monkey? He was a leopard, for Merlin's sake, and an attractive one at that! "Leopards like to climb." He murmured viciously and turned his back on Braeden, which was not too successful as they were still joined at the calves and now stood back to back.

Amadeus was a grudge-holder, and a good one at that. It was rare for him to apologize or to accept apologies as easily as the next person could. He was offended beyond belief at being compared to what he considered to be blubbering, banana-muching buffoons and took Braeden's simple statement to heart.

Belle made sure that they weren't going to bump into anything, she made sure. "Just follow the music Charley, it might help you then, if not just feel my movements, left...right...left...right...left." she said alous for charley. Hopefully she found this easier, she was a pro since she always did this at family events in the muggle world. Hopefully the professor was seeing their progress. She was inching a little bit towards the right and almost crashed into a tree but she moved away from it and missed it by a inch.

..

Eep!

Just after she spoke her words did Arya feel the need to suddenly stop, causing Evelyn to lose the rhythm of the walking and stumble slightly, yet still keeping hold of the girl's arm. Perhaps a littler too hard? Well, it was a horrible choice for the Hufflepuff to stop.

Balance!

Must regain balance!

"What was that for?" she asked, the fun gone and irritation setting in. She was talking to loud? SHE was TALKING too loud? "Sorry, I didn't know you had SUCH SENSITIVE EARS!" Merlin, what happened to the girl? She was just getting bearable too.

Hear...what...exactly? Frowning in confusion, Evelyn leaned forward to see if Arya was having some sort of mental problem, considering her gaze didn't linger on one spot for very long. Perhaps, there was something wrong? Not with the girl but, around them. "I didn't hear anythi-" MEEP! "Where...do you think you're going?!" WHAT? Trying to turn her head to look at the Professor, the Slytherin found it worse to try and walk when her eyes were not looking forward to where she was going.

And they definitely were headed straight to the Forbidden Forest. "Stop! Stop stop STOP!"

TUG!

With the new found arm strength she had, the Slytherin fifth year tugged on Arya and took a step back. Now...STOP!

Cup of tea if he got more hurt?!
Braeden liked the sound of that. With a rather shifty expression on his face, the boy whispered to his leopard-clad friend. "Psst! Deus! Punch me, will you? Or... climb up that tree again!" Yeah, because almost-dying again was totally worth it just for a cup of tea.

But Deus wasn't answering. Huh? Braeden turned only to find Deus's back facing him, just a short moment after the boy expressed his offense over Braeden's earlier comment. At this childish act of pride, Braeden's jaw fell. Was he serious?! Of course he was serious. He was Amadeus Kipling; he was always serious!

Gah. "Aw c'mon, Deus, you're not seriously upset, are you?" asked Braeden to his Ravenclaw friend's spotted back. D'awwwwww. He hadn't meant to offend him! If Deus didn't forgive him, Brae might just... cry. Like a little girl.

"You can't speak? Oh. I'll do the counts then." K-Lee replied. "Right leg, middle leg." K-Lee started, stepping while being careful to not lose balance.

"I think we have the hang of it now!" K-Lee said happily after not falling over. She finallyhad balanced herself in a way that she wouldn't fall over as easily now.

Amadeus pursed his lips resolutely. "What do you think, Stonem?" He purred in his atypical snobbish manner. His arms were crossed as tightly as ever and if his tail actually moved (or if he could manage it), it would be whipping back and forth in an irritated fashion. If looks could kill, Deus would have murdered someone who crossed the path of his sight.

True, he wanted to punch Braeden with the ferocity of a million leopards right now, but punching the Gryffindor would only give him what he wanted. At this moment in time, Amadeus was more concerned about his own welfare than snagging that traitor some free tea.

grabbing her arm and leaning left to add weight to blance her out he goes to his left knee " your not as high let try and head strait for a bit Em you tell lean left or right then we wil step cuz you aint touching the ground ...... draging his left leg foward " like this lean left ...mickey step,,,,,,lean right Dal step,,, got it "

" I eill be careful" Rex told Chloe. "Wow, you can't see anything?" Rex asked Chloe. "Well, we are above the floor bow" as I am a folphin swimming" Rex explained to Chloe.

Violet noticed Selina wasn't even speaking English. She was going to correct her punctuation and scold her for her bad pronunciation, but stopped herself when she then saw Selina begin to point still instructing Violet which way to go without talking. Thankfully, it didn't take long for Violet to figure it out and went along with what Selina was telling her to do. She didn't argue or go against what Selina was trying to "say".

Arya was oblivious to the stumbling cause of all the new SOUNDS. ZOMG, there was so much to listen to. So many sources of noise to find. But that grip...she mouthed 'ow' as she looked around, other hand moving up in attempts to remove the girl's death grip. Was she this strong when they started the race?

What was what- OW. Ow ow OWWW! The teen finally turned her visibly irritated face towards Evelyn, wincing at her loudness. "Ow! That's WORSE!" So so so much worse. She rubbed the probably damaged ear. "And your hurting my arm to." Leggo!

"To find out what's making that noise." Didn't she HEAR it? It was SO LOUD. How could she not. She gave up trying to remove the death grip and tugged the girl some more, finding it difficult with them being tied together, but she was DETERMINED to find the source.

It was impossible for the teen to NOT hear the professor. The woman could have been in the castle and Arya would have still heard her call her surname. Before she was able to turn around, Evelyn was tugging her HARD and YELLING. Again.

Seriously, when did the girl get so strong? "OW!" The whimper was from both her loudness and the tug. They both HURT. "Stop yelling! Your hurting my ears!!" She gave a poor attempt at prying the girl's arm from her own. "And my ARM." Still. She'd succeeded in getting Arya to stop, which only had the girl pouting more.

She'd heard the professor offer more interesting things while attempting to remove Evelyn from her arm, but she wanted to know what was in the forest. It was driving her CRAZY not knowing. "But...but but.." She bit her lip, and turned her gaze to the woman. "I wanna know what's in THERE." Arya would have pointed, but she was still trying to get Evelyn off her. Which was not easy, the girl must be getting her strength from the rope.

Of course the legs were the right ones! Now they seemed to be perfectly at ease, hopping flawlessly! See, this was a piece of cake. Piece. Of. Cake.

Cedric was becoming more and more comfortable of doing this queer task, and he was actually beginning to like it... but then....

WHA---WHAT?!

Cedric felt something weird... Patroclus seemed to be forcing him to trudge up, up, up to where...? oh, in the air! Were they flying? Obviously so... but yeah, they weren't meters above the ground yet he could see. But Cedric still grabbed onto his partner, resting his hand over Pat's shoulder at once, just in case something horrid happen and all. Cedric was not in the least afraid of flying. At all. But in their case, bound together, with only Patroclus who could fly, Cedric was helpless which he hated to admit.

He endeavoured to throw the Professor a glance so as to signal help from her or anything she deemed necessary to do. Of that he succeeded; his gaze now fixed upon the professor, giving her a rather bland stare. Heeeeeeeelp.

HEY! The surroundings were beginning to look somewhat foggy, darker. Cedric thought his surroundings seemed to be err... fading or was he just imagining things? Then in a snap, a flick of a finger, or a blink of an eye, pitch darkness greeted his eyes. He could see but nothing. Nothing but black. At the same time he seemed to have lost his ability to see, Cedric started hearing sounds: sounds created by the motion or of the flutter of trees' twigs, birds chirping, wind gusting, yells and chatter of the students from every direction, the latest quirky music the professor was playing... well, of course, they could hear them already even when he wasn't blind yet... but now, they seemed to be louder and clearer, much more audible. Ugh. ODD. "I think I lost my sight." He sighed. "And that eccentric music seems louder."

Cedric hold onto Patroclus harder still, who, as well, seemed to be having a hard time with his fluttering wings and all. Good thing Cedric was beatifully strongly built! If not... Patroclus would have been soon in the air, many feet above the ground. YEAH. It should and must be Cedric that kept the Gryffie prefect from flighting fully.

Of course the professor wouldn't want them to fly. Take some time to rescue them, huh? Cedric felt they were actually beginning to be back on the ground, well, he was. Still not being unfortunately able to see and oddly hearing things more sensitively, Cedric couldn't hide the fact that he was indeed rather scared, worried that he might stumble in front of many other people. But being blind had its own perks, if ever he did stumble, he would not be able to see the sniggers and snickers being wore by his meaaaan classmate's faces!

Cedric needed a guide... or something. Patroclus, please?

Ama was shocked to the point of stunned silence when she realized she was a bunny. It was scary. She hopped a bit, trying to adjust, but then one of her ears was gone.

Her heart started to pound rapidly. Instinct had her focusing on everything and nothing at the same time. She could hear almost everything, but it wasn't enough, with one ear she didn't have the ability to locate everything she was hearing.

Ever growl and roar and huff made her jumpy and the yelling caused her to attempt to flee but she couldn't, not attached to the butterfly anyway. She was skittish and wanted to hide. She looked around and saw a bush to hide in.

Attempting to drag her partner toward it, she hopped in that general direction. That darn butterfly was going to get them eaten by something with big teeth.

S-s-s-s-s-severing?!?!?!

That was probably the craziest thing she had ever heard. 'Sever' was such a creepy and scary movie type of word. Before she knew it, Sierra was stumbling all over the place and using ELLA as support. Grrrr, being tied together was really sucking right now. "Did she sever your feet??!" Merlin's beard. If she did then it sort of defeated the purpose of a three-legged race. It would end up being the two-legged race with Sierra attached to Ella's side.

Oh CRAP. Wasn't she supposed to get something severed too??

Nothing felt wrong with her physically, but she suddenly felt like something had exploded right in front of her. Some giant stink bomb or something. Holding her hands up to block her nose quickly, she accidentally knocked Sierra away from her and they both tumbled to the ground, getting a face full of mud.

"OH!" OH THE SMELL. She knew the smell of grass, mud and possibly crup poop was awful, but THIS took the biscuit. "I feel sick. Sierra, can you smell that?" She had almost forgotten that the girl fell with her. Woooooops.

The stupid music made it all worse too. She felt like a circus freak.

What was going on?!?!
"Uh, thanks?" Emilly said, once Nika commented on her hair.
Emily felt like she was running, faster and faster.
"I'm sorry Nika! I guess this is what she meant by sever-"
She didn't finish as she was so fast. A bug flew into her mouth.
They had been trying to walk in a circle, but since her legs were going so fast, they were going everywhere but a cricle. She was sure they'd crash into someone soon!
But... no. She may be going fast but it was like her legs were programed not to crash into anyone. To stay away from danger.

"I'm so sorry" she cried as Nika was dragging behind her. Nika woudn't be able to keep up her pace soon. Plus she was more interested in things that smell.
"Maybe we should un-tie ourselves before I get too fast!" she suggested. Nika might get hurt, and she didn't want that!

Suddenly, Emmy staggered back, as though she'd run straight into a brick wall.
A wave of smells overcame her and she dropped to the ground, desperately trying to make sense of this new world. She could smell crup droppings, quite a way off, but also several different shampoos, some long-forgotten sweets in some student's bag, and she even caught a whiff of aftershave... Eurgh!

"Hugo are you all right? What's your 'severed limb'?" she turned and asked her partner.

Damian stepped back into the class area. This time she did just stumble like a monster - she was a monster, if dragons could be classified as monsters.
"Professor??" Damian tried to find the Professor. "Professor, is here anyone left without a pair?... oh, and I washed off feathers and blood just like you requested. I'm really sorry but I was running from Owlery and tried not to miss the lesson..."

"What! A dolphin swimming?!! And we are above the floor bow?!!! What on Earth do those two statements mean.". Chloe paused for a moment and realized she was just blind. Who knows what permanany problems other people and animals have faced due toan accident, neglect or they were just born that way. And regardless if she somehow did and up any kind of danger Rex would help her and if he could not the professor would. But still his statements sounded strange to her and she wanted an answer. Man it sucked to be the one out of control

"Okay, thanks, Belle! That's really helpful. Do you do this sort of thing a lot?"

Claire couldn't help but laugh as she watched Emily dance around her in her ferret costume.
"What are you doing?!" exclaimed Claire as she watched her friend sniffing the air suspiciously.

Claire was starting to feel warm in her big yellow chicken costume... though of course she knew chickens werent yellow.

OOC: I didn't get an email, what of mine has been severed?

"Can't you... can't you smell that?... and that?... and that?" stammered Emily as she caught the scent of various things around her.
"My sense of smell is unbelievable!" she said smiling, though it quickly turned to a scowl as she caught a wiff of the body odour again.
"Some one needs to shower", she whispered to her friend.

"But in all seriousness, this is confusing, and overwhelming. There's so much going on and it's not all good."

"Thanks," Rowan said. "So are you ready for this?" she asked, binding their legs together. Placing her arm around Jamie's waist to better balance herself, Rowan took the first step with her free leg, feeling extremely unbalanced without her tail.

"No I can't smell that... thank goodness", replied Claire, who was slightly grossed out by the prospect of smelling other people BO...
"Are you feeling ok though?... your not going to be sick are you?" she asked slightly concerned, but amused none the less.
As Claire waited for Emily to respond she knelt down on her chicken knees and began binding the rope around their legs.
This was going to be fun.

Emily smirked, she knew Claire was enjoying this, but it wouldn't last long, and there would be plenty of opportunity to tease her back.
"I'm getting a bit of a head ache", she replied after a moment...
"Don't think I'll be sick though... I mean the smells aren't that bad."
hhhmmm Emily could suddenly smell blood... she wondered where it was coming from, hoping no one was hurt.

Emily leant on Claire and watched her fasten the rope around their legs.
"Ready for this?" she asked as she tried to focus on a good smell so that she wouldn't feel so overwhelmed.