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Alwine had no idea about Roch's past: about the cruel ghosts who hid him in the darkness. Alwine also didn't really know about the relationship between reapers and ghosts. She was born in Halloween, she had no former life, and she had never been collected by any reaper's scythe.

She just saw an aspiring musician with bloody, chapped fingers. With a cold touch (though it's doubtful that it was colder than the atmosphere already was), Alwine started to wrap up his fingers.

"I'm sorry if it's uncomfortable, but it's best to stop the bleeding. Hopefully this will also protect your skin more," she said.

When she was thanked, Alwine shook her shoulders from side to side and said: "I only wish I could help everyone more."

"Thank you!" Tomoko beamed when Alwine gave her the shawl, wrapping it around her shoulders and nodding before she followed after the ghoul to check on Roch, frowning faintly at the boy's cold fingers and offering him a sympathetic look before she sat down on the rock next to him and pulled one of her tails across her lap.

"I have three! If anybody needs a quick-scarf, I don't mind sharing them." she offered up, probably inspired by how helpful the ghostly ghoul was being. Yeah, she wanted to help too! "I mean, they haven't gotten soaked or anything, so they're pretty warm.." she ruffled the fur on her tail for a moment, then curled her legs up underneath the tail with her.

If nothing else, Tomoko was very fluffy. And if nobody else wanted to borrow a tail, she could always take off her pin and lay on somebody's lap for helpfulness.

They'd all be alright, right?

"We should all just sit together to keep each other warm." she suggested brightly, smiling.

While Maladore wandered over to Arel to offer his assistance Sammy moved to help someone else out. Picking through the snow she squinted till she got proper sight of Peppin. The poor girl was staring at Mot with the saddest look on her face. "Hey now ghosty gal, don't be making faces like that." She reached over placing a hand on her shoulder. "C'mon now do you need some help?"

Tomoko moved another of her tails to curl it across Roch's lap with a smile. "There! Should keep ya nice and toasty! They work pretty well for me right now!" She beamed, before she looked over to - woahhh, big thing! O_O

The kitsune leaned back, staring up at the dragon that had formed in the snow with a certain amount of awe. Woah. "Wooowww! You're so pretty!" Tomoko chimed, pausing before tapping her chin. "Er..majestic? Shoot, what's the word for this?" She obviously was impressed.

"Let's move over. I'll move when you do." she said, looking to Roch and smiling. That way he could keep his hands warm with her tails! There was logic, really!

Maybe..

sort of.

The other students had begun to cluster around each other, and especially so when Jericho turned into his dragon form, practically inviting everyone else to cuddle up with him.

She'd never seen a real dragon before. It was just a bit more impressive than she'd imagined, and when Tomoko said Jericho was pretty... she was more than a little tempted to shift, as well.

After all, Vieve was a salamander! That made her prettier. And also hotter, though admittedly much less... cuddly. It seemed someone else might have caught on to her train of thought, though..

"I wasn't--!!" stealing a glance at Arel, Vieve skipped back a step, then reminded herself that she shouldn't be scared of anything, let alone an ice-demon shorter than her. Still, he seemed to be the key to them getting out of this awful snowy place, which meant it was probably wise to not agitate him further.

"You heard him," she said to Jericho sulkily.

meanwhile....


looks like someone was having quite a bit of fun here.

"You're no fun!" Tomoko pouted at Arel, but it seemed that at the moment it would just be..borrow tails and see what all happened. Because frankly, she'd rather get home sooner, rather than later as it were. She looked to Roch when he pipped up about a fan club, laughing.

"No! I don't need one. I'm fine the way I am without fanfare or any of that. Really, it's just a tail. I'll get more..." she paused, brushing the fur away from the tip of the one in her lap to show the beginning of the splitting. The tip divided at a fork in two different directions, ever so subtly. "See? They'll split down the middle and then I'll have ..uhh..at least one more. I don't know if either of the other two are doing it off the top of my head."

She'd always been scratching at the itch in the same tail, after all.

"I'm glad it's helping, though!"

The secretary paused for a second, considering things. A sort of lightbulb seemed to go through his head as he realized, for a full moment that Hellma was not around, and he could pretty much do anything he pleased. It was not a nice sort of thought.

"Actually no," He trailed, making a show of looking extremely dissatisfied - which wasn't hard since he always looked from anywhere ranging from moderately dissatisfied to greatly dissatisfied - "I demand that you make me... a snow castle."

Arel was serious too.