Mo wasn't particularly adept at traveling by portkey, especially not when he was sharing it with a group and kept getting elbows up his nose en route, but he somehow managed to land on his feet. Sort of on his feet, as the case may be, since he toppled wildly in the process. Well. That could be a life skill to work on at some point.

And this was Peru. Mo glanced around with wide eyes before immediately scrabbling at the straps on his backpack. Pictures. Must take pictures of the very first moment he arrived, although he'd be kind and not take pictures of people as they arrived. He wasn't that sort of photographer - the kind who wanted his subjects to be embarrassed.

Port-keying was slightly less enjoyable than apparating to Nigel. He had basically no control over it other than putting his hand on the horseshoe. And everyone be so close to him was not fun. Don't touch the hair, he was mentally saying.

But finally they were in Peru in a matter of seconds it seemed. Nigel wanted to flop and starfish right then and there. But the ground did not look appealing. Well might as well go over to Mo. Since he will want his tripod for the pictures he is going to take.

That was one certainty in this trip.

Yeah, Declan's traveled by portkey, but did he mention he's really bad at it? His mother wants him to wear elbow and knee pads when they go to the wedding, so he won't ruin his suit. Pffft. He's got this. Just watch.

He smugly placed his finger on the horseshoe, regretting it a few seconds later when he found himself on the hard ground. "Gah." Dec mumbled to himself as he shook his head to clear the feeling of his eyeballs rolling around in his skull.

When the world became focused, he looked down to see he had scraped his knees. Sigh. Few minutes in and he's already slightly injured. Looks like he'll be coming home at the end of the trip with a looooot of battle scars.

WOAAAAAAAAAH! Stuck the landing! Ten points for Moretti for not falling over on her bottom!

That had not been Cat's first trip via portkey. Every summer when she went back and forth to visit Aunt Delilah and Uncle Robbie in Egypt, she used a portkey, but generally it was just her and her mama or Aunt Delilah, no one else. So even still, this had been a new adventure! Fun already. It took her a moment to gather her bearings again and she almost just wanted to fall over and stare at everything. Cat was super glad that she'd been able to come. In fact, the almost-seventeen-year-old had to throw her arms around herself and hug tight to keep from tackling the Professors with hugs of excitement.

No hugging Professors, Caterina. Or Headmistresses.

Just like she remembered it. The feeling of being snatched away and tossed into nothingness still accompanied travelling via portkey. But luckily she managed to land on her feet, though wobbly she still stayed on two feet sans knees or hands. A bit of flailing happened until she got her balance but that wasn't an issue. No one could remain balanced and totally still upon using a portkey. Nope. No one. And she was looking around to see if anyone cheated and managed to somehow appear balanced.

Eyes on everyone.

And while she eyed all the people around her, her hands patted down her pockets and checked her wand. Good all there. Her bag was on her back as well. Would have been a disaster if she'd missed it. EVERYTHING was in the bag. Merlin forbid she had to go through this trip without her sunscreen or the rest of the tops she'd brought. Not gonna remain in one style, are we? Pfft. As if it needed to be clarified.

WOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Airey landed firmly on his two feet and quickly looked around the immediate area to make sure no one that had been with his portkey had gone missing. "Everyone still got all their limbs?" he called before adjusting the collar on his shirt a little. "Didn't lose anyone yet, did we?" More importantly....was anyone wearing a red shirt? He had forgotten to check properly while they were still back at the Leaky Cauldron, so Merlin forbid something bad had already happened.

And thank Merlin for being in the southern hemisphere this time of year. Made for a pleasant temperature, but still a little on the warm side for his personal taste. Pulling his backpack off his one shoulder, Airey quickly unzipped it and began searching for his bug repellent. Once it was found, he began applying ample amounts of the spray to himself and students nearby. "Can't have you lot getting bitten by something and suddenly come down with some fatal illness now," he explained. See? Always a method to his madness.

Bay did not want to do that ever again. He did not like to travel by Portkey, he wished that they could go on an airplane instead. Shaking himself off he got up off the ground because yup he didn't land on his feet like most people did he landed on his bottom.

Looking around he smiled. This place was very beautiful but there was a lot of bugs. He turned around and spotted that Professor Flamsteed had the right idea, bug spray… he didn't think his parents packed him any. Moving towards him he asked "Sir, do you think you can spray me too?" he didn't want to be eaten alive by these huge bugs.

Okay. The Flaming Horseshoes had landed. Or at least this one had.

Schuyler's feet set to the ground and her thumbs hooked the straps of her backpack as she looked around. Surveying. Taking it in. All that. This was one of those first times in a new place and that required a lot of looking, right from the start.

Although distraction came soon enough in the form of some sort of.. mist? She turned only to see Professor Flamsteed spritzing those surrounding him. Aah. Bug spray. Okay, good call.

Now, moving on.......

Oooooonnnnne.

The last syllable of 'one' was still caught in her throat when they landed. Ahem.EHM. Clear the throat! Instinctively, she held her arm out to balance those next to her in case they lost their footing, like she almost did. That was a nice medium sized rock she somewhat landed on. How nice. "Is everyone.......alright..."

What was Airey spraying on himself? And the students? She'd missed the explanation. More importantly...

Was this the right place they were to land? The amazon jungle of Peru? DID ANYONE SEE THEM ARRIVE?!

The portkey trip had pretty much been as Lily had expected. Awkward, mostly, with everyone trying to keep hold on the ping pong paddle and keep their little personal bubbles intact. She was fairly sure that she’d gotten an elbow or something to her stomach at some point, or at least she hoped that was why there was an aching pain in the center of her abdomen as they’d landed. Either that or she’d gotten a Mo to her midsection, as he’d flailed upon landing and she’d been forced to sort of use the arm Professor Romanos had held out in order to not completely fall over. She’d had her balance, surprisingly, but the momentum from landing had thrown her off slightly.

Luckily, she’d regained her bearings after another moment, just looking around as she wondered if everyone else had arrived. “I’m okay, Professor Romanos,” she answered, as the question had been asked. Both arms, both legs, her backpack was still on her back. Obviously Professor Flamsteed’s group had arrived, as she watched him go all sort of OCD on his group with the bug spray. It kind of looked like he wanted to take a bath in it, which had caused a grin to creep onto her face. Plus, his need to explain had been amusing. Bug spray was good, but she had her own in her backpack. And she’d already put some on before she’d left. No mysterious bug diseases for her.

EARMUFFS HAVE LANDED!!

Orsino really stuck the Landing too...His feet practically jammed themselves into the Ground. "WOO! I love that Feeling!!" The Knot in his stomach was painful, but no pain no gain right? "Anyone need something to calm their gut?" Swinging his backpack around to his front he unlatched the top and dug his bulky arm in deep. Until he pulled out small juice box sized milk cartons. "I've got...Milk...just milk. I should probably chill the inside of my Bag." He placed the Milk boxes back in his bag and quickly removed his wand pointing it into his bag, a second later a small puff of chilled air came out. Gotta keep his Breakfast stuff good for the trip, might as well refridgerate his bag. Even if it meant everything else within his bag will be cold to the touch.

Don't break anything. Don't break anything. Don't break anything.

Lex chanted this over and over as she felt herself being spun and thrown and basically manhandled by a piece of charmed muggle object. Portkeying was never something she could admire, not since her first experience where she snapped her wrist trying to keep her kneazle safe back in her first year. Made her glad she hadn't taken him with her, all the better for taking care of HERSELF.

The Gryffindor didn't know just when they landed but she was seeing trees and ground somewhere around the place. Her feet touching ground happened a couple seconds before she thought they would causing her to stumble a bit before Professor Romanos helped her keep her balance.

MADE IT! You know how inconvenient a broken anything would be right now??? Feeling all sorts of dizzy and more awake than she'd been when she arrived at the Leaky Cauldron, Lex leaned onto Cassia, taking in everything. Wow. Peru. Adventure now?

You know what Huxley likes about travelling by portkey?

Absolutely nothing.

She didnt like getting whipped round and round then dumped on the ground like someone's laundry. It was chaotic, chronologically inconvenient and gastronomically upsetting. And above all it ruins her neat hair.

So she picked to travel with the Groundskeeper as a kind of a bulwark, anything to keep her lovely face from the muck of whatever they land on. And indeed that worked. But he was no plushie and slamming against him as his feet planted firmly on landing felt painful nonetheless.

She let go of the earmuff and wobbled on her feet, trying to sort herself out. First thing she thought of was her hair, and she struggled to straighten the dark curtain that covered her face. And then several things hit her at once-- it felt like her insides wanted to turn themselves inside out while her skin felt like they were going to burst and melt "Eearuugh..." the brunette grunted as her hands flew to cover her mouth but also wanted to strip off everything she had on. "Bloody.... where is this place-- hell?" she mumbled against her fingers. She's a long way from the cool England yup.

And then Kirby went to offer milk. Hands clamp harder across her mouth. Keep it down... keep it down....

Oh, portkeys. Annie would take apparition any day over portkey travel. She would even take floo powder over portkeys. But for this destination, with this group.... Romanos had done well. So far.

The redhead landed expertly on her feet and swished her hair over one shoulder. "Right, protection charms and groups first thing?" She looked at the DADA professor as though running this decision by her. "Muggle repellent charms are a must as well, yes?" Not stinky BUG repellent.. ugh!

She gave a small COUGH HEM HEM COUGH with an EYE in the direction of the Astronomy professor. Way to contaminate a new environment with your processed spray, professor! Ugh. AND that SUIT.

They needed to start hiking so she didn't say something regrettable frowned upon to him.

"Certainly, Mr. Bay," Airey saluting as he more-than-willingly began spraying the boy from head to toe as more of their group began to arrive. It was a little hard to see given the darkness of the early morning, but thankfully the astronomer's eyes were easily well adjusted to such conditions. "Ah, Headmistress, you need some to protect that complexion of yours?" he asked upon hearing her coughing. CLEARLY this meant she was clearing her through to get his attention, yes? The usual human behavioral patterns suggested as much. "Hate to see you get something red and disgusting on the tip of your nose."

Actually. That was sort of a lie. It would be HILARIOUS.

He grinned at the woman and wiggled the bottle in the air towards her before turning his attention to Medea. They weren't just going to set up camp here, right? TIME TO GO EXPLORING AND ADVENTURING, YES?! "If we head east from here," he grinned. He was pretty sure that was the direction they needed to head in anyway. "We should be able to find a cliff and catch the one stellar sunrise." Seemed like a fitting way to start things off. "Sunrise is in about.......two hours from now."

Oh dear, careful Miss Andrews! 'Course...the Headmistress was perfectly fine. In her brilliant fashion. 'Course. Though with the second full three-sixty observation of their surroundings, Medea smiled and placing her hands on her hips, taking as much as she could see in before staring back at the Headmistress. This. This was nice. "I think ve can vait on the charms. Just for a little vhile. Don't you think?" They didn't need to be hasty with the magic already, did they? "Groups though..."

Oh? Squinting at her watch, she raised an eyebrow and grinned.

"Thank you, Airey." For that little reminder that she needed to change the time on her watch. "Everyone, for now, please stay in the groups you traveled here in until ve get a bit more morning light upon us to see better. It's only four AM here at the moment and like Professor Flamsteed stated, sunrise isn't for another two hours. For now, ve're going to head east for a short vhile, gather our footing and see vhere ve've landed, alright?" And by perchance have a spectacular view of that sunrise.

Adjusting her bag, she slowly moved towards the most clear opening eastward, waiting for the others. "Gather yourselves and remember...stay alert."

Wha-What the-?! Declan suddenly found himself in a mist cloud of bug spray. Warn a brother, wouldja?? Although, the professor had a point... Better safe than never, he thought, holding out his arms and legs to catch the spray.

Oh, no. That one girl looked she was ready to hurl. He couldn't say much though, he's surprised he wasn't in the same situation. Just the thought of it...OH MERLIN, NO. He took a few steps away the girl, just in case. If he caught a sight of that, he would follow right after.

4 A.M?! He groaned. See the sunrise? Corny, but hey, he could use a nice sunrise right now. Dec took a step to test out whether his balance had returned. Yes. Okay. Sticking a hand into his pocket to keep a hold on his wand, he followed after his group.

A stellar sunrise sounded excellent right about now, since Mo was currently trying to take a very up-close-and-personal picture of a leaf. In the dark. Anything to keep himself busy while the professors decided next steps. It was nice that Romanos was in charge, because she always seemed on task and ready to move forward.

Mo bounced to his feet and shook out his backpack before putting it back on. No use carrying extra bugs with him when he was SURE he'd find more than enough along the way. He wasn't really interested in being sprayed by Professor Flamsteed at the moment, although he might ask for assistance later, depending on how itchy he grew. Maybe he wasn't tasty to Peru bugs, 'cause he wasn't tasty to Cumbrian ones.

Now then... which was had she said? Mo stuck close to the DADA professor and Headmistress for the moment. They were his GROUP, after all... and the most likely adults to suddenly break into a fist fight.

So she had left a bright morning area to tumble into complete darkness? Had they gone back in time? Her navel still seemed to throb as she stood there the darkness though was still there – stars though now were visible. Had they gone back or ahead in time? She wondered with her mouth open as a spray of foul tasting liquid coated her tongue.

“Blech-ruuugh” she grumbled as all she wanted to do was get rid of the flavor. “It tastes like death…chemicals and death” she complained as she sent Professor Flamsteed a quick look. It was almost a dare for him to try and spray her again that night. She was legal she could stop him.

“Milk?” She muttered before shifting forward almost into her brunette friend. “Why does he want milk?” she asked her eyebrow arching just slightly up her forehead. So they were in Peru, it was dark, and she knew what mosquito felt like. Someone needed to liberate them…seriously. They didn't deserve this foul tasting thing sprayed on their food source...especially when her skin was their food source's body bag.

People were APPEARING all around her. And it was really fun to watch. Although, most of them showed up at the same time and Cassia wasn't paying attention to it at first since she was pretty much busy checking that ALL of her had gotten safely to Peru. YUP! Four limbs and two lips and all the other parts. WOOT!

And here was Lex. Cassia grinned at her and folded her arms across her chest dramatically as the Gryffindor leaned on her. Someone take a picture now as they gazed off into the horizon. But then the spell was broken and Cassia inched closer to Professor Flamsteed who was spraying that thing. She was mostly worried about bugs and her skin's smoothness. So yes, she appreciated whatever that was. Surely their professor knew what he was doing.

It seemed that they had arrived two hours before sunrise. She at first thought that they were going to set up a camp or something waiting for the sun to rise like normal people would do. But nope, they were going to walk. Okay, she wasn't really tired so she nudged Alexa and started walking. Moving time!

"So, do we know where our first destination is?" She asked directing the question to pretty much anyone of the professor who had an answer. UNLESS, it was a surprise. She was curious, you know. Or they could just start a conversation as they walked ahead. They didn't have to stay quiet, did they? Hopefully not.

One minute Jasmine was in the Leaky Cauldron courtyard. The next minute seemed a lot longer she was in Peru. Her landing was not particularly graceful as she landed on her feet, but stumbled forward. Trying to maintain her balance, Jasmine reached out and grabbed the nearest body to steady herself. "Oh, sorry", she said to the student that she did not know. Traveling by portkey was not something that Jasmine enjoyed and it took her several moments to stop feeling like she had been on the Cup and Saucer ride at Disneyland.

Once she had sort of recovered, Jasmine took a moment to absorb her surroundings. Well, she took in as much as she could because it was totally dark. Students were milling around. One of the Professors was spraying........bug spray? on the students. Jasmine guessed it was better to be safe than sorry. Hearing mention of the impending sunrise, she was excited. Jasmine loved sunrises and sunsets even more. She couldn't wait to see what Peru looked like in the light of day.

First Cris was standing in the Courtyard at Diagon Alley holding onto the portkey, and the next thing he knew, he was standing in Peru...well at least he thought it was Peru. It has been awhile since he was last there.

'Madre Mios,' Cris thought to himself as he caught himself from falling flat on his butt, when they landed. He barely had a chance to steady himself when someone...a girl...reached out and held on to him, using him to help catch her balance.

"No worries. Are you okay?" he asked enquiringly even as he smiled at her. "Is this your first time here? Isn't this place awesome? I can't wait to explore it," Cris told the girl before belatedly realizing he hadn't introduced himself.

Sticking out his hand to shake the girl's, Cris grinned. "I'm Cris by the way. 6th year transfer from Durmstrang. Please excuse my accent. I'm trying not to sound like Arnold Schwartzennegar."

Bay smiled when Professor Flamsteed agree'd to spray him too. "thank you" he said while twirling in the spray. No bugs getting him, nope. walking out of the cloud he felt a lot better. His bottom was fine, he was covered in spray and he just saw Cris!

walking over to him because he was team earmuffs, he smiled. "dude, I don't like Portkey travel" he said while leaning on him, it was so different not having Sander around but his little brother instead, even though they were both in the same year, Bay some how felt older. He leaned on his friend. "pretty cool place though right?" he could go for sitting down right now, he was tired.

Cris grinned over at Bay. He only knew him through his visits at their home during the Christmas and Summer holidays, and even though he was technically Sander's friend, Cris still considered Bay his friend...plus he preferred to ignore technicalities anyway. He considered technicalities party poopers.

"It really isn't that bad, after you've done it a couple of times. I know I felt a little bit queazy the first time I did it. But I think that could be because of the cucumber sandwich I ate just before I did the jump. Word to the wise, never eat anything you know will make you nauseous," Cris revealed his secret even as he continued to grin.

He remembered Sander telling him that Bay didn't like eating cucumber sandwiches. Neither did he. Just from their common dislike, Cris knew Bay and he would be good friends.

Turning to look at the view, he smiled and nodded. "Yes it is. I can't wait to explore this place."