Douglas
*To say the dorms stunk would be an understatement. They reeked! A smell like burning hair and rubber sent waves of people out of their dorms and into the halls. Pythia, sadly, was one of those caught in the chaos. He stepped out of his dorm, holding a cloth over his mouth and nose with one hand and his walking stick in the other. There are enough people that as soon as he stepped out of his dorm and closed the door, he was swallowed by the darkness. A quiet panic began within his chest, quickly rising as he is moved by the crowd. Pythia is shorter than most, so he gets pushed around alot in the chaos of escape. He tries activating his ability, but the panic was getting worse and he couldnt focus. His hands started shaking as his breath caught in his throat. In a few minutes Pythia is completely lost. He tried to keep track of the turns, but with the rush to get out its too much. Suddenly, there is a jolt through the crowd and someone bumps into him, hard, causing him to yelp softly and drop his cane. He tries to drop to his knees immediately, feeling around on the floor for his one tool by which to navagate in this mess. He is visible in the crowd as a flash of white hair and skin beneath the mess of people.*
Joe
"Shit, sorry-" *Connor fumbled as well. Within a moment, the chain on his left shackle began to lift and move, and the cane rolled back to Pythia.* "I'm around people for five minutes and I knock someone over. Ffff-" *Connor sighed and placed a hand on Pythia's, intending to help them up once they felt comfortable doing so.*
Erika
*Almost retching from the horrid smell, Penelope wouldn't be able to endure this smell either along with the rest of the students, walking around like a LITERAL human air freshener for anybody that needs it with her vines holding sweet smelling flowers all around her, going down the halls and nearly knocking over Connor & Pytha completely, but thankfully she has more spacial awareness than normal right now* "Op- Jesus, my bad you two, did somebody collapse from the smell?"
Douglas
*Pythia cries out with relief as he wraps his fingers around his cane, quickly picking it up and clutching it tightly. Unknown hands help him stand, and then help pull him along with the crowd towards the exit. Pythia doesnt really mind who the hand belongs to, as long as they help ensure he doesnt lose his cane again. He smiles as a wave of plesent smells wash over him. He turns his head to look in the direction of Penelope, though he obviously cannot see her at all* "I... Im f... Fine just... T... Tripped" *Pythia stutters, his voice still shaking from the panic which still ran through him... Though the presence of a friend helped him keep it under control*
Joe
"We should get out of here." *Connor suggested - very obviously - and he grabbed Pythia's hand to help him out, pulling him slightly forward.* "I recommend not walking through the halls," *He turned to Penelope,* "Even if you are giving out sweet scent. It just means there's people going multiple different directions which is a recipe for a disaster."
Erika
"What do you mean? I'm helping people out, I'm basically a beacon for everybody to follow outside, with my nice scent~"
*I'd say proudly to myself, of course not getting how people would go in different directions other than out, or following me, just because I'm here trying to help*
"And it's nice to see you again, Pythia."
Douglas
*Pythia doesnt really focus on the conversation between those two, mostly trying to just focus on A. Not having a panic attack, and B. Getting out of this overly cramped hallway as quickly as possible.* "W... We should h... Head to the gardens..." *He suggests quietly, wanting to get to somewhere quiet and familiar as quickly as possible. The garden is small enough that hopefully no one else would have the idea of going there.*
Joe
"Stay if you want, I suppose." *Connor shrugged and began leading Pythia through people and toward the nearest exit out to the gardens.* "Sorry, again. I might have had a bit of a gravity field around me so people wouldn't get too close. Maybe a bit too strong. Also, hold on to your cane." *He suddenly pulled Pythia to a side quickly, attempting to weave through the crowd. He took another moment to look back to Penelope as he made sure the currently-blind student was alright.*
Erika
*Penelope would be following pretty close behind, trying to make sure she stays with her acquainted shy boy and trying to make sure that nothing else happens to him outside of her sight. Although Penelope was letting Connor lead Pythia, definitely not wanting it to be too chaotic for the two*
Douglas
*Pythia yelps softly as the unknown hands yank him in a new direction, weaving the pair of them through the crowd. Pythia's footwork is sloppy due to his blindness, and Connor's arms are the only thing keeping him from tripping and falling. He keeps his head pointed down, as if he was trying to see where he was going, but his eyes are unfocused. Thankfully, it is easy enough to break away from the main force and stride towards the gardens, where the three students finally find themselves alone.*

*Pythia sighs loudly in relief, gently taking his hand from Connor and stepping a few feet away from both of them. He has to shield his eyes as he steps into the sunlight, his panic finally subsiding as sight returns to him. He takes a few further steps away, finding a comfortable spot to sit down as he turns and looks back at the two spheres of darkness which represent Connor and Penelope. He looks in their direction, trying to see them through the cloud, though it is now obvious that he can see, it is also obvious that Pythia cannot see either of them as his gaze is consistently a few degrees off from the other students.*
Joe
*Connor likewise took a sigh of relief and closed his mouth completely afterward; up to this point, he had had a bubble of gravity pushing air away from his nose constantly so as to avoid the smell entirely, and thus had been breathing through his mouth until now. The newly-freed "Slot" For control of gravity was switched to lifting him off the ground a little bit, where he sat cross-legged, and he left the other "Slot" Free.*

"Hey, uh, Pythia? You were at that one party, right?" *He asked.* "Haven't seen you since."
Douglas
*Pythia tilts his head slightly as one of the bubbles goes... Up? It floats into the air a little bit, barely enough to be noticeable, but a change Pythia immediately spots. He looks up towards where he thinks Connor is... Though he actually looks about a foot to Connor's right and half a foot down.* "Um.. Yes. I... I was there, and I c... Could say likewise. How... H-have you been?" *He asks quietly, his aim in where to look slowly getting better the more Connor speaks.*
Joe
"A lot's been happening." *He put simply.* "What the hell is that smell? Somebody needs to do maintenance I guess." *He threw the idea of it being a building issue out, but Connor had no clue what the smell was and didn't even know where to start; to be fair, he hadn't smelled it much since he immediately negated his own sense of smell.*
Erika
"Hell if I know, all I know is that the dorms suddenly smelled like rubber and burning hair on top of garlic and I immediately threw up before I made myself a walking air freshener. Maybe something exotic died in the vents." *She suggests, sitting down in the garden with a little groan, stopping her good smell emissions and looking around at the garden*
Douglas
*Pythia just shrugs, mostly just glad to be outside of the stink. He could still smell it ever so slightly, but both the garden and Penelope helped block it out. In the meantime he sits back and closes his eyes, trying his best to relax. He had spent most of his time in his room recently, the only place where the shadows of others couldnt get to him. Unless he unlocked his door, there was no easy way to get inside, so even if someone pressed themselves up against the other wall, unless they had the capability to punch through it their shadows wouldnt appear on the other side. It would be the same if someone was trapped within a box, if they didnt have a way out then their future shadows couldnt extend beyond the box's confines... But back to the original point, he had spent too much time alone recently... Being with people was terrifying sometimes... But it also helped push away some of the darkness within his own mind.*
Joe
"Something exotic? You think someone lost their pet or something?" *Connor asked Penelope.* "Still doesn't explain the rubber, though. Unless the exotic thing is a tire shoved into the vents." *He joked, but for all he knew it* Could *Have been a tire lodged in the vents.*

"Whatever. How long do you think before it'll they get it all fixed? I don't wanna sleep out in the gardens for a week."
Erika
*She'd laugh a little at the pet comment, but that does raise a good point, what COULD let off all of those smells at the same time??*
"I mean probably, or it was an engineering project that went HORRIBLY wrong, we might never know until they figure it out. And knowing just who is here, i feel like it would be resolved within a day or two, if not today."
Douglas
*Pythia mostly stays quiet, not because they arent comfortable... Mostly because he doesnt really feel like he has anything to add to the conversation. In the rush to get out he didnt grab his twirling pen, but he did have a small coin. He passively rolled it along his fingers, tossing it and spinning it in the air to help pass the time. Even without directly interacting with the other two... It was nice to be around them.*
Joe
"Think they'll pay for us to get hotel rooms if it takes too long? Or are we just gonna have to deal with it?" *Connor asked.* "I might just end up making myself a little hole in the ground at this rate. But yeah, hopefully they fix it soon. Got my models and stuff in my dorm and I don't want them to pick up the smell."