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There was a slight twitch to her features when she noticed the bugs, those usual visual ticks that others tried to hide. Perhaps she did not like them. Many did not like them but the Famine clansmen didn't let it bother him; he was used to it (he was used to so many things by now...)

"It is a reasonable assumption." He nodded, holding his hand up ever so slightly as a millipede crawled from bony finger to bony finger. How easily he could have been lost in simply watching it, but the female was speaking once again which brought his attention back from one of the inhabitants of his body.

At least he was going to be proven wrong where he would have liked to, she seemed willing to explore. (And maybe he could get her to do some heavy lifting or something). "Good." With that same hand, he gestured towards where the other groups had gone. "Would you like to lead the way?"

Arynek felt bad for making the nice mister apologized for nothing he did wrongly. He just wanted to help her, but she couldn't calm herself to explain properly. "You don't need to...." she whispered in a self-blaming tone. It was hard to tell him the cloak was part of her like the skin to selkie, albeit a shadow creature, not much creeple know about their species.

She was glad he asked another question she could answer, she just put her hand inside the jet black cloak and pulled out a white long cat scarf. It was long enough to wrap around the neck for twenty turns and still had its two end touching your chest. "My cat loves this, my scarf and I've brought some fear candies with me." She said lightly, the tendrils curled like two fingers fiddling nervously behind her.

[ HYMN LATE EXIT ]

Hymn followed the rest of the group silently.



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[ SAYA EXIT ]

Finding nothing of import or usefulness where she was at, Sayael huffed mostly to herself and treaded off to do her own thing. After all, she was the only one who could count on herself. Right?

Torsten blinked at the elder. This guy seemed to be not one for babysitting, that was alright. The small dragon nodded. "Fine by me. What are you exactly?" he would ask questions, but chances were that he was going to be short and to the point with them. He interlaced his fingers with Mellows, keeping what was his nearby. He looked back to the slightly taller male with a small tender smile.

He had carted a wyvern egg down a mountain, thwarted a sand whale while resisting the urge to interrogate one of his closest friends, and liberated a six-foot tall rock from a volcano. So why was it that he felt the flush of accomplishment so much more keenly than he had all those other times when he finally re-stumbled upon the remains of the bus crash? He had been searching for them ever since he and Ignatius had wandered off, and here they were!

Brenley approached the empty bus reverently, powderstone wagon trundling along behind him. He was about to lay a hand on its side when he noticed the ghoul nearby. A reaper with a feeling of the familiar about her. "Excuse me," he ventured, "but the bus is stranded. And if you try to move beyond this... very small area, you will most likely be recruited to do some sort of odd job for the villagers. They can be rather forceful, but maybe if we help them enough, they'll show us the way back to town? I'll admit I'm only helping because of the whole forceful thing." He cleared his throat. "I'm Brenley. Do you go to Amityville?" She seemed the right age to, but he didn't want to presume.

Part of Fia really wanted to pat her on the back, but she didn't really know the female well enough to do that. She touched her shaved horn and nodded. "There are definitely worse things..."

Her past was easily shaken off when she realized she hadn't introduced herself. She gave the female a bow. "My name is Fia of the Conquest Clan. We seem to be stuck in the same... predicament."

"I've heard others speak of a village nearby. Maybe that will be our best bet?"

Emerys had been rather peacefully sleeping. Originally, he'd been on his way to register for St.Vladimir's Finishing School for Vampires, so he assumed he'd boarded the correct bus to do so, and once on said bus had nodded off.

The miasmic surroundings didn't effect his vision, considering he didn't really have any, though sound waves traveled oddly here, and he had to c**k his head this way and that to get a read on the area once he popped his head out of the stopped bus window.

"Huh.....wonder if the air tastes funny to anyone else, or maybe I'm just overthinking it. I wish it were burning leaf smoke. Leaf smoke tastes the best..." he pondered to himself, the only acknowledgement that he knew something was off about this new place, or as close to a realization as he'd likely get for some time.

He could make out a few students nearby, but since he hadn't really enrolled anywhere yet, wasn't familiar with anyone. Vampire bats were always a friendly, welcoming sort though, especially to other bats even if you happened to be a different type, so he figured he couldn't go TOO wrong interacting with some of these strange new bats with odd sound shapes.

Flicking a very large ear, he vaguely wondered if all bats at the school were so strangely shaped as the denizens around him, though he supposed he shouldn't judge having lived most of his life around his very small cave dwelling community variety of vampire.

Unfortunately for him, some rocks in the other direction sorta looked like people, so he wandered the opposite direction. Echolocation was not a perfect science after all.

[EXIT]

"I-I also been doing f-fine, myself. I-I had met many other c-creeple and made a few friends as well." He replied back to the undead ghoul with a shy smile come across his lips. It has been so long since he saw this cute undead ghoul. However, he was happy that she'd remember his name.

"Andrew?" Shayne asked as a bewildered expression washed over his face. Is Andrew one of her friends? Was he friendly like AJ and Mellow? However, one of his question was answered as the ghoul pointed her finger towards the fire demon boil. Undead and fire doesn't mix well! Shayne was pretty shock about Olivia was willing to follow this fire demon boil. However, it wasn't much unusual than a Dormouse being a friend with an Undead Wight

"I-I believe that I-I'm going to pass you up on this request. I-I'm so sorry Lady Olivia." To be honest, Andrew being a fire demon was a bit too scary for the timidly undead boil. Also, he doesn't want to get burned by any fire. "However, maybe we c-could catch up another time? Y-You don't want to keep your friend waiting." The Undead boil added as he shook the fear away and the shy smile return to his lips.