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It was a fairly normal day in Classroom 13... Only not really. It did not change much from the previous Minipet Training class; a sandy path running down the middle of the class, with a bottomless pit on one side and a stretch of water on the other side. The only obvious differences would be the lack of fog, as well as a low fence along the sandy path.

"Ah, good to see that you decided to come," Professor Malcolm smiled as you entered the class, "Here, take two of these nets... To pass this simple exam, you have to catch a minipet. That is, if you catch the minipet I had released on the path, you pass. If not, you fail. Oh, if you get tossed into the water, you fail. If you get tossed into the pit, you fail too..."

... That did not sound reassuring at all.

OOC: Feel free to mingle; exam will start when everyone had posted. (:

Israfel had at first, thought the note was yet another notice to stop singing past seven. That or an ever dreaded detention slip, (not that he'd done anything to warrant one but he really, really did not want to ever get into detention again). Thankfully when he'd hesitantly pulled the slip free and found it was just an exam notification, the build up of stress left Israfel with a sigh.

Naturally it returned seconds later since oh candlejack this was an exam notice. He was going to be taking his exams. He'd never thought he'd be ready. But apparently the school thought he was. Experience had taught him one thing at Amityville. Do not question the school. Because questioning the school was like questioning the headmistress herself. You just didn't do it.

When he arrived at Classroom 13 he was surprised to see familiar faces. The boil and ghoul with the red tail he had seen in passing but- "Lucy!" Waving towards the slyph, the professor's voice rebounded in Israfel's ears, causing earwings to flatten. "Um, er-" taking the nets in hand it felt a tad silly to carry one in each hand, so he tucked the second onto his back. Fashion, form and function! "Okay, just got to catch a minipet. I can do this." Walking over to Lucien, he bumped into his friend and gave the group a smile. "You don't think he's going to send more of those nautilus at us will he?" Israfel shivered at the idea. "I don't mind tentacles, but those things hurt."

Current Stamina:150

"Hopefully having a friend with you will make it easier," He grinned, although again, he didn't make it sound too reassuring, "Or perhaps its time you make a new friend... Go on now." He ushered the group onto the sandy path, where the minipet was. Wait. The minipet. One. For the four of them...?

The Roadduster chick looks at you, blinks, and then darts away while chirping away; should you give chase? Or should you wait to see what it might be capable of?

If you wish to chase it down immediately to wear it down, roll 1d10. If not, just rp your character observing/etc. Bold your choice.

Edit: Observing does not cost 'a move'.

The nauticals. LW shivered as well remembering those things. She looked over at the...what was his name? He was familiar. Looking at his wings, she decided on calling him 'bird boil' for now. "I sure hope not."

Catch it? Just simply catch the minpet and there exam was complete? LW felt her tail flick in agitation behind her. That was too simple. Even the prospect of having to 'chase' the little thing seemed fishy. She just stared at it, glancing down at the net, then back up at the small bird creature. Violet eyes glanced at the boils. Did they feel the same way? This was Professor Malcolm after all. He had sort of a reputation for...leaving out important bits of information.

As they were ushered to the sandy path, her eyes locked warily on the bird thing. It darted away and the she-wolf decided to just stay put and observe it. They were all missing something here. "I think, we are missing something." LW said to the boils. "Something big."

((Figured I'd do something different just to see what happens >A> ))

Turning around, Gabrian noticed Lucien, whom he though he vaguely recalled from the Christmas trip. Though... then again, the nix wasn't entirely sure; after all, at the time, he'd been slightly preoccupied with his sister and Alessa. He blinked at the ghost's question but couldn't help but offer him a small smile, "The same thing you're doing here, I'd wager, eh? Exams," something about the boil seemed to voice he was flighty, laid back and happy, which was in all honesty good in Gabrian's book. Before he could elaborate though, he spotted a certain lithe she-wolf walking into the room, and the nix's smile widened, "I had no idea we'd been taking the same exam, puppy. But that's just fine; you're my good luck charm," he lifted an arm when the ghoul practically trotted over to him and then allowed it to land on her head, offering her a small pat, "Classroom bring any good memories?" a small chuckle followed his words, and then his hand lowered from the ghoul's head and back to his side.

Gabrian watched Israfel walk in, whom he distinctly recalled from music class, "I sure hope not; those things didn't seem to like my poor pet all that much," when the professor spoke again though, the demon turned and arched a brow; something in Professor Malcom's voice kept his words devoid any reassurance. Specially given the fact when he finally laid eyes on the minipet they were meant to catch it looked quite... harmless.

Which probably meant something wasn't quite right with the picture.

Despite everything though, and despite the fact his other team mates seemed content with watching the small bird-like minipet, Gabrian figured it was probably best to test it; as such he moved forward slightly, "I don't know guys... but where I come from, when they tell you to catch something, it's usually called a hunt. One prey for all of us to catch, which means we can work together," as he said this, he turned and smirked at LW, "Like a wolf pack; I hear they're quite successful at hunts because of that little tidbit, eh?"

LW offered Gabrian a grin. "Glad I am at least your lucky charm." Her smile and tail swish from side to side showed her appreciation for the pat on her head. The she-wolf snorted softly at him in response to if the classroom brought back any good memories. "Maaaaybe." She said teasingly.

Of course, at the current moment, she was thinking that no, this classroom was not providing good memories. Frustrating ones sounded better. And then she shot Gabrian 'the look'. "I dunno, you look like you're doing a fine job on your own. And we might be. Have to be able to work together with your 'pack'." She glanced at the other two boils, offering them both a smile. "Maybe, one of us should still hang back? Just to see what all this little bird can do?"

She watched it run circles around Gabe and had to laugh a little. The little thing was starting to remind her of her of their best friend. With another glance and a wink at the other two, LW chose to try her luck and chase the bird.


LW's HP: 20
Nets: 2