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Woah! Exploding plush! Mot smirked, giving a once over of the ghoul who managed to shoot the flying target. Nice shooting indeed!

He watched the arguing between the others and Danny, getting an idea of what happened from bits and pieces of what was said. She was in the wrong, yes, but nothing to warrant an attempt on her safety, in his eyes.

"Calm yourselves." Mot uttered softly, waving his hands in a motion to simmer down. Danny certainly seemed spoiled... "No disrespect, miss, but what seems a trivial amount to you, means a lot more to others. Take care in the possession of that which is not yours next time." He smiled calmly. "Just be sure to reimburse the club as soon as you can. It would be greatly appreciated"

He spoke big, but the adorable plush sitting on his hat did not do his speech justice.

Mac's brow started to twitch as the jackdamned demon did not get it. Luckily his hat hid this, but his own rage levels were on the rise.

"No, how about you jacking work for it yourself. Earn it instead of running to Mummy and Daddy like the spoiled little--" There seemed to be more, but it died on his lips as Lizzy dragged him off for a chat or something.

Willow paused, oh wait the game must be over, oh well that was okay. It would've been nice to be able to try to practice another shot, perhaps without her eyes closed. Willow sat the paint ball gun back where she'd gotten it. Looking over the other stuff in the booth curiously, eying the plush toys.

They were all cute, there were also spookies and ice cream. The Byakko ghost seemed intrigued, as she looked at all the goodies. She needed to study up more on the whole student counsel thing but at least it seemed interesting enough.

She found the buttons and started reading them curiously.

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Willow paused from the corner of her eye she noticed a ghoul that seemed to shrink back a bit from something, not sure if it was words being said or if there was another reason. There was a small smile, as she moved slowly towards Saddie, "Hi?" She offered curiously. Hoping the other wouldn't shrink back from her.

Things couldn't be fixed with cash? Pure poppycock. Now he was going on about consequences and how you had to face up to your actionsss. This was all beginning to sound like one of Rosalie's famous can-do-attitude speeches.

With a huff, she said, "Don't act all high and mighty. You're not so great yourself Roch!"

Now some cowboy reaper was doing it too! And Mac! And ... even Lizzy?? Of course, what they were saying was absolutely correct, but Danny was far too stubborn to accept it. "You guys are all starting to sound like Rosalie. I get it, I'll call my dad and ask him for a new one. Sooo sorry for interrupting your wonderful little festival!" It was hard to keep the hesitation out of her voice. She was rather irritated and it was starting to show.

Of course, she wasn't very intimidating when she was letting out a cough and a sneeze ever other word. Little spurts of flame were going absolutely everywhere. Seems like sneaking out of her sick bed to come to the campaign booths was a stupid idea. So far all that had happened was she continued to feel worse about her cold, and people were yelling at her for breaking a worthless scrap of metal.

With a final huff, Danny stomped off.

Lizzy had at least said one thing that made sense. Before leaving all together, Danny stopped in front of Ridley and said, "I'm sorry about the gun. I'll send a replacement gun or money to the fitness club. Your choice. Just leave me a note at my dorm or something?" She looked down and felt a scrap of remorse, but her frustrations came back and swallowed it off. Finished with her business, she sneezed again and stalked her way back to her dorm. Danny's wild adventure at the floresctival was done.

Christof scrambled on the ground, hiding behind the cannon as he waited for the fire in the sky to end, and was just relaxing as the sky went dark again when SOMETHING fell out, directly into his device.

In a panic, he pulled the ignition switch.

Ah. It was just a gnome. Nothing to worry about, then.

BOOM.

Malodore blinked. Gnomes raining from the sky?

... Served them right. Stupid little creatures. "Remember the gnome who tricked you so vilely a few months ago?" it whispered to Riley. "Imagine that as your vengeance."

Mot's unseen brow twitched within the shadow of his hat's brim. He could understand why Jericho had gotten so mad at this ghoul. It was difficult to bite back his tongue. He barely noticed Mac and Lizzy leaving.

Once the firey ghoul was gone, Mot sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose. He finally noticed then. His friends were once again gone.

...Kind of sad. At least he had his plushie rider on his hat!

The strange sound from the canon caught the reaper's attention, his hidden eyes falling on the weapon lazily. Christof fired it off, shooting a gnome into the sky.

...did he know that gnome? Nah, just his imagination.

Mot decided to take his Riley!Plush for a walk.

"That was my first time using a paintball gun." Willow admitted as she watched the gnome. "Honestly, I was just enrolled right after open house."

She frowned, "I think it was... I might be silly but I sorta hope it didn't hurt him." She chuckled and shrugged, "They're tough though right?" This was the sort of stuff she was here to learn.

"I'm Willow by the way."