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Mori had not seen the flyers, or not before today. He was up early regardless, but had only just noticed the posters. Being the spontaneous sort, he figured it couldn't hurt to stick around for this orientation tour thing. If there were any good spots on campus the boil didn't know about yet, he could scope them out, and it would be a nice relaxing cool-down walk. Or, you know, float.

He finished his jog by the gates and glanced around to see who all was around. Floating slowly up from the grass to hover an inch or two above it, Mori drifted towards the pink-haired ghoul who was presumably the one mentioned in the flyer.

"Hey, I'm not too early, am I?" he asked while catching his breath, huffing a few hazy tendrils of ectoplasm.

(I haven't got his art yet, but I can still rp, yes? )

Zephyros' brows furrow. He looks around carefully at the campus, and then at the flyer in his hand. His father saw it, and then insisted that Zephyros go and get acquainted with the students. But his mouth slowly moves up into a large frown. It almost seems like he looks like a frog-- A reeally... wide eyed frog...

He plays around with the pin on his outfit before kicking the ground softly. He'd be more relaxed in his normal form, but unfortunately he was more violent that way. So he tries to keep away from those thoughts and approaches the pink haired girl slowly.

Someone gets there before him though, and he just steps back to watch curiously, eyes narrowed. His teeth have already begun to puncture his lips and give him a more annoyed look. But he's not annoyed yet-- too nervous.

[YUP! As long as your character had been approved, you're fine! ouob]

When someone else came over, Lizzy couldn't help but feel relieved; once her batch of students graduate, it'll be up to these freshmen to look after the school... For that, they'll need to at least know each other.

"Hey there!" She first waved at the boil who looked a little grumpy, gesturing for him to come closer, before her attention went to a reaper ghoul with a rather intimidating looking... Familiar? It was too big to be a minipet, after all, "I'm Lizzy! It's nice to meet the both of you... And you too!" She glanced at the canine-on-fire with a smile, wondering if this was a speaking familiar.

(Awesome thanks Dragain õuõb)

He wasn't exactly paying much attention to anything in particular, his eyes looking around at more of the architecture surrounding them than at the girl walking in, it's his first day after all and he wasn't exactly familiar with anything. But he makes notice to the strange fiery dog that walks with her and his brows slowly furrow in further. Why is it staring at him, he wonders?

His legs shift in slight agitation, teeth biting down on his lip further. the only response he gives towards the hostess is a grunt and he takes one step forward. But the dog thing was more unnerving that the school itself. He keeps his eyes trained on it. Even as another girl comes forward, he doesn't budge at all. But his feathery ears do twitch at the sound and he shifts a little more closer to the small group. If anything, so there's a witness if the dog comes at him.

He had continued to stare at that dog like thing. His stare has become more of a glare. Which then turned into something more competitive. And his biting becomes more furious from anxiousness.. which then turns into something that's more challenging. Maybe that thing wanted a fight? He had begun shifting slightly closer. Or maybe it wanted to say something and could only talk through the way of dance-- Wait that's stupid.

Not everything speaks in the interpretive dance form. Hell, he doesn't even do that. That doesn't even happen in his family. Slowly he tries to forget that idiotic thought while trying to figure out just what it wanted.

His head jolts up at hearing the girl talk, and then noticing that the thing looked away from him. with a slow blink he realizes that they must be some sort of pairing. He would reply, except his voice is stuck in his throat. Unfortunately the least he can do is let out an awkward grunt and just take a few steps closer to the group.

Now he's just many inches away from them, officially part of the welcoming group. Even if he didn't look like he wanted to be, he was getting less nervous. Thanks to the slight interaction with the girl and the dog. Zephyros looks down at the pin and then clears his throat.

His voice is low, milky with a strange foreign accents. He seems to accentuate the sharp consonants and glides over the vowels like they are honey. "It's... fine. It did challenge me? Yes? To a staring challenge?" At the end of his statements they sound like questions, it was all due to the unfortunate nervousness that slides it's way back into his throat.

Her hand strokes from snout to the smooth skull of the canine residing at her side, who now sits right against her, back straight, and ears alert when they're not pushed back. Verusha's attention diverts to the boil who was slowly inching his way closer to the group, her easy-going grin remaining intact regardless of his hesitance. This sort of reaction wasn't uncommon for her with her trusty pal Cannon. He wasn't too fond of her meeting others... a bit like an over protective sibling or even parent! But with the soft affection bestowed, he seemed less on edge.

The reaper's interest is further piqued as the boil finally speaks up, his accent grabbing her attention right away. After all, she herself had one too, but it was a bit diluted due to practice of keeping it at least understandable. Her parents, on the other hand... their accents were heavy and thick like mud. Either way, hearing the gent speak made a smile grow on her face, and for her to turn towards him, Cannon turning his head to watch the interaction. "Hmm... I suppose you could say that." she replied in a mused fashion, "He's like this with everyone. A bit overprotective." a chuckle rose from her again, giving a pat to the top of the dog's head, "Would you like to pet him?" there was a playful gleam in her eyes, but certainly not one of mischief, more so of just teasing to see how the boil would react when he clearly wasn't too fond of the pooch as of yet.

Danny sneezed for about the thousandth time this week. She didn't want to be here, not at all. Though the fire demon normally sported bikinis and hot pants, today she was out here with three sweaters on. She still had her shorts on though. What could you do, she was a dumbass.

Late as always, she slid over to Lizzy's side and pulled down the scarf that had been wrapped over her nose. "H-How long we gonna be out here?" she asked. A little puddle was forming around her anyways, snow melting from the warmth of her heat aura. She frowned and tried to avoid the water by moving to the left, but that only made a puddle out of the snow to her left. They were quickly beginning to stand in a puddle.

She looked at the general group and gave a weary wave. "Err, hi guys."