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Finally! She'd been starting to think they'd never get the game going with all the problems. Hmmm.... What to pick?

"I pick D10." any square was good at this point, it was hard to guess when you where first

((Supah belated, but, I would like to sink your battleship!))

Nevena was not amused.

From the students that were all but draping themselves over those two boys, to the lights unexpectedly plunging them in the dark, and now some sort of game... well, the Gorgon sister had already comprised an essay in her head of things she could be spending her time on instead.

She had primly taken a seat to herself, and was idly attempting to soothe her agitated hair. The snakes weren't so fond of the dark as she was, and were hissing and snapping at each other with mounting ferocity. At least that half-wit professor had suddenly shown up, and Nevena hadn't been very impressed with him either.

With a sigh, she gave Merope an appraising, approving glance as he made himself useful, and her snakes let out nervous, hissing sighs as well before they gradually settled down once more. She wasn't about to say anything to anyone, not just yet--but she could certainly watch and size up her competition. It pleased her that a fellow monster was in charge of things--and the girls that continued to flock to those demons were enough to nearly make her eyes roll out of her head.

If only she had some Splodey goo with her... They'd see how many girls flocked to them after that!

Well, there went the professor who could turn into fascinating shades of green. How did he do that? The boil was envious as he watched him go, taking with him that source of light. Oh well -- better a professor to check out the things that go bump in the night than him!

As Rain called his name, Merope looked up and nodded to the ghoul. "Sure thing! Let me just come over there somehow." He stood up and carefully picked his way through the students, squeezing between some until he was next to the ghoul. He sat down next to the game and held his tail over it before curling it around the game, trying to find the best way to illuminate it.

"I don't think you, err, well there wasn't any danger. Ultimately. No one died." Barth said.

The haunt sitting down again was fine by him. Not that he was moving, necessarily.

"A-1," he volunteered. It was easy to tell he'd put a lot of thought into his battleship placement selection.

"A1 is a MISS!" So far, so good! "Next up is Colette!" If she was lucky, maybe none of her ships would be hit this round.

((Skipping Jack for now since Nerp posted that she wouldn't be back until midnight.))

Alwine went to the seats behind Bartholomew and Belladonna before climbing over rather unelegantly and sitting down in the window seat.

"There! I hope you don't mind, I just... it maybe be bold of me, but I'd like to consider the two of you and some of the others on this car as...well, friends."

Alwine fidgeted and smoothed out her skirt before waving to Alessa.

"Okay, I think I will! ... Ah, sorry for being so much trouble..."

She looked back at the two sitting next to her.

"I'm sorry if that's too forward... especially after what I did to Belladonna..."

Which she was still trying to figure out. She must've done something horrible if it prompted the witch to go into a panic attack!

She tilted her shoulders and looked at Bartholomew. "Do you have a strategy with this game? Is that the best way to find ships...?"