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The sleeve started to detach as Roch began cutting away at it, and she reached out, picking up the loose bit of cloth as it hung limp from her, and put it in her mouth. Then she nodded and held her arm out straight.

"Willf yehf cutf offs the wholef thingsf? I likesf thisf dressf." Take the cloth out of your mouth before talking, Freya..

LW stared into golden eyes that she very much loved. He was telling her to change back. Change back? The she-wolf blinked at him, a whine escaping. "Ren..." Why did she have to change back? She felt...felt safer in this form. Less vulnerable right now. And she'd been doing well fighting as her wolfy self (minus the slice on her back and a few other minor things).

"I...I'm sorry, Kitten. I can't." The she-wolf stepped closer just long enough to brush her cheek against his, then everyone was rushing out of the tent, back outside. LW stood there, frozen to the spot for a minute before going to follow. Except the she-wolf hadn't noticed the dress that had appeared. It sent her tumbling to the floor face first as her paws got tangled int the pink menace. She twisted trying to remove herself from the horrible pink and...and... LW sneezed. Several times. OhJacknotsparkles!

By the time the disgruntled she-wolf shredded the dress and broke free of it, padding outside cautiously...the battle was over. For now. LW huffed and walked over to sit next to Tybalt, who was the first person she spotted. Which yes, it meant she'd lost Ren. Jackdamnit!


HP: 16/40 (20 - 4 from bosses = 16)
[LW is in her natural form; basically a small red wolf running around]

Calder was standing, watching as mobs of pink students gathered. It almost looked as if they had all shopped at the same place or were here for a meeting or some great event. It still hurt his eyes. Regardless, Calder was holding the pendant and watching his friends, and was regarding his white gloves. He never wore gloves before. They were really...nice. Smiling, he touched his arms a moment and then held up his skirt, turning side to side and letting the skirts swish about his legs. He never wore a kilt this long which was why the dress was interesting to say the least. Sorta fun really.

When Barth told him about the chamber he was in, he was a tad distracted swinging his dress about. "...but I'm not a weapon." He told the demon, looking up. He was confused what Barth was going on about, but the expression on his ..friend's?? (What did he call Barth now?) face made him stop swinging about and pay attention.

"I almost what?"

Once the gorilla had been dealt with and Bul had run off towards Mei, Seiji was once more alone. He was okay with that for the time being, being that something as simple as talking hurt at the moment. The Irony of the matter was he was a ghost, pain didn't generally bother him a whole lot, or hell, even effect him. Now that it was quiet on the battlefield, all the boil could think about was how much pain he might be in if he were actually alive.





HP: 5/40
Battle Status: Near Death

[Sin Entering from Tent]
HP: 29 - 1 tent damage - 2 wizard damage = 26hp
Battle Status: Ripping Off Her Dress

Sin had been ready to charge out of the tent to join the fight outside when she found herself in the most hideous dress she had ever had the misfortune of laying eyes on. It was completely pink, not highlighted with hot pink, but totally pink. The dress clashed with her skin and made the streaks in her hair stand out badly, it could only have been worse had she been a redhead. She froze and took a moment to rip the dress off. She had specifically dressed to fight, and look good, and she wasn't going to be thwarted. Ugh...pink!

With that done she looked up to find a...blob, kind of like a marshmallow in wizards robes? What kind of haunted house was this? What was going on? Where were the fake reapers?!

So much had happened, Raziel had been dumbfounded and unable to move. Thankfully the Boo and the Gorilla were gone now. He looked to his side where Beatrix still was. She was wearing some sparkly pink gown. Then looking down, Raziel realized he was also wearing something of a similar fashion. "What the jack?!"

As the others around the place were taking their hideous dressed off, Raziel began to pull at the top bits, trying to get it off without leaving himself completely exposed.

HP: 25/30

Amidst all the generator exploding, tents blowing away, glitter falling in a sparkling rainstorm of horror, a little pup scampered around trying to avoid being stepped on by fighting students.

When the generator blew up and the cages opened, Jove had remained where he was, more than a little afraid to leave as he listened to the chaotic battle outside. He heard Ren shouting, and he thought he heard Seiji call his name, but he lost sight of them both, along with the other members of his group. Perhaps Gabrian should have helped him out of the cage. He had only just barely emerged on his own when the tent was blown away around him, and he found himself wearing a terrible pink dress...

Scared and confused, he quickly changed into his natural form to be rid of the foul pink ruffles... and promptly got lost on the battlefield. And to make matters worse, he was now covered with sparkles.

With the occasional pathetic little whine, the tiniest, fluffiest, sparkliest, little foxfire puppy wandered through the groups of students trying to find one of his friends.


HP: 36 (40 - assorted battle damages)
Battle Status: Lost and Confused