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Lizzy stared at the cephalato for a long time before even attempting to scoop one up; she was attracted to their colors, and although she was not a seafood person, she was an eyescream person... And all cephalato look like eyescream.

Taking a scooper and a bowl, she started the activity. However, it was trickier than she imagined, and the minipet simply propelled away from her, leaving her to scoop up nothing but water. To console herself, Lizzy took a Dried Kelp instead, giving Bea a wave as a gesture to inform her of it.

More canines? Tybalt was so there! Without wasting a moment, the black dog darted towards the movie club booth. He had heard about a minipet on the loose and figured he would try and help catch it. It was only a major plus for the black dog that it happened to be a canine minipet!

Draven was walking by, wondering which booth he might wander into next, when he happened upon an odd little scene. It seemed like a minpet, a cute little cluppy, was causing a bit of trouble. Draven decided he would jump in and help out.

In much the way he handled his own minipets, he tried walking straight for the dog. This was a tactic that rarely worked, but sometimes, sometimes they didn't run.

Pulling himself away from the draw of that fantastic fashion was a difficult thing to do, but it had to be done, and this wasn't the time to show weakness. But he didn't have to go far to find another minipet causing trouble, and this time, it was a puppy! He perked up and dropped down onto the ground, crouching into the pounce position.

It seemed like his intention strayed more to playing than helping catch the pet, but a distraction couldn't hurt, right?

Soren looked from the cluppy to the ghoul and nodded. Yes, even the upstarts could be trained. He snapped his fingers, a clear noise, and began walking, fully expecting the cluppy to follow after him. He was not disappointed.

sn: ramenli

"Thank you for your lovely compliment," Bea blushed, "I worked very hard to make my booth - well- mine! I was hoping the underwater look carried over from last year's election... If you have ever been to my booth last year. I was trying to run for PR last year too but lost to the very popular, Shehk. Have you met her? She's a very nice ghoul."

Bea had noticed Freya as been dropping a lot of Freya pearls into her bowl since the booth had opened. "You really want to win this portrait, don't you Freya?" she giggled at the Valkyrie. "I definitely learned your name just from this game alone! You and Frost."

The wolfos was back, red eyes a bit pleased and his tail swayed back and forth. He'd gotten his rage out, and was back to feeling a bit lucky. Granted, he was sure if he relied on it, it would leave him again. His luck was hot cold. A constant back and forth. Going over to the various things set up at Bea's booth, he wrote his name on the pearl and dropped it in. The next was the food. Head tilting, Frost gave it a sniff, pulling back. It smelled terrible. garlic. Poison. But.. she would not poison anyone would she? He doubted it. She'd get into trouble. Plus the ghoul hardly seemed the type. Gingerly, he toke a bite, a bit surprised by the taste. Sweet, yet that lace of salt to bring out the flavor. A unique texture but not the worst. Not bad really.

Finally, he went to the cephalato scoop. He was sure he'd not have much luck, but as he gave a scoop, he blinked. He'd got one. Tail went into a full on wag.