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At least Shehk kind of managed to pull Jericho away after Aymet fell apart completely. He stared at the others, not sure what the hell had just happened. It was making him really nervous though. Had the Dracolich been attacked? Was there danger around?

"Did.. Did anyone see Aymet with any strangers?" he asked quickly, "Or if he ate or drank anything?"

The dragon was trying to think of reason why this happened and his conclusions were all not so great. Though, at the request to go fetch Malodore, he nodded and quickly rushed off to find the plague doctor.

Thankfully, he didn't have to go far. In fact, it was already here.

Christof watched the Prom Court announcement from the rafters, making sure the chandelier- or what d left of it, had someone painted some of the bulbs rainbows?? when he spotted the collapse. What was going on down there?

By th etime he had managed to climb back down to the auditorium floor, there was a crowd gathering around a scattered series of bones. He limped his way to Amrita and Malodore's sides with an anxious grunt. Was everyone alright? Was that.. had that been a student?? Seeing the others gathering the pieces, he hurried to help, casting his friends a nervous look. A REAL death at Prom would certainly put a damper on things. "What-did-you-do?" He signed to Amrita as he scrambled to collect the bones.

And all of the scattered Parts were far too decayed to be of any worth to him, so he completely failed to pocket any.

If Malodore needed him, he kept himself handy close by.

"Thank you, Mitsu. I hope so!" Amrita replied to Mitsu's question, trying to keep a cheerful face about it. Her attention quickly turned to Malodore as the Doctor knelt at her side, gazing down to the phylactery as it was pointed out. Aymet was...this thing? If it were possible, Amrita looked even more troubled.

"But, Mal..." She shifted her hand a little bit, letting the open break show clear for a moment. "It's broken! Is he...gonna be okay?" Jericho's question had her turning to face him, still trying to keep herself together too. She was about to answer his question when Christof came bumbling over, signing to her. This time she could understand what he was saying, and that probably wasn't a good thing.

"I didn't do anything!" Her response was a little more heated, trying to come to her own defense. This wasn't her fault! "I found his tail, he came to get it, we talked a bit, he sat down, his voice got all weird and then he just collapsed!" Not her fault! "He seemed like himself! A little more tired I guess, but..." She trailed off again, frowning down at the phylactery. It really wasn't her fault...was it?

"Thanks for helping get his pieces..." She cast a belated glance - and a thin smile - to those who were helping pick up her friend. His body may have been inanimate now, but it was his body! If her patchy self was in pieces, she'd probably want to be collected too, even if she wasn't in it. Do onto others and whatnot.

Shun frowned while thinking about all of this. Though as he stared at the cracked phylactery, along with what Jericho was saying, something did come to mind.

"He hasn't been attacked today... no," he murmured while thinking back to a day or so ago in the Haunted House, "The blow from the hunter must have been harder than it seemed."

Then hearing Lizzy, he paused as he heard the music that was currently playing.

...

Yeah. He just kept picking up the scattered bones.

Salbei had been distracted. Very distracted. There were two ghouls over there doing a ridiculously adorable dance to a ridiculously annoying adorable song. It looked simple enough, just a few moves repeated over and over...

He wanted to try it.

"Let's dance!" The tall, very-robed horseman grabbed Taima's wrist, dragging her over to the ghouls; unless she protested, in which case he'd let her go and, well, her loss! It wasn't only Taima though, as he passed by some scarelings he tapped them on the shoulder too, red eyes shining with mirth as he urged them to come dance with him and their peers.

"Come, come! You are young, enjoy the times you can be silly!" He urged cheerfully to the especially grumpy looking star Dragon, poking, prodding and gently guiding others into the growing dance circle. To the lovely horsewoman he tapped, he added. "When in Halloween, yes?"








Needle's attention was also distracted by the ghouls who were dancing. Prom was all about dancing, and while Muka was a very good partner, she didn't imagine they had danced nearly enough for this. So when it seemed that more were gathering to join in, Needle was on it.

"Ulmuka!" She whispered, the stoic voice piquing in the smallest excitement, pointing in the general direction of the ghouls. Silly dance! The owl wasn't really given much of a choice as she tugged insistently on his sleeve, already walking towards the tiny forming group. "Kiwi, come with us!" She invited, smiling softly.

...! Oh, look, her sister! And Petro! She couldn't quite see what they were up to but as she passed, an ink stained hand curled around her sister's wrist, pulling her gently forward. "Come, come! They are doing a silly dance! Let us also do a silly dance!" The invitation was open to both Lattice and Petro, but it seemed of the two of them it was Lattice with the least say in the matter.

Muka wouldn't argue! He'd been watching above Kiwi's shoulder as a dragon looking boil fell to pieces but suddenly dancing was on the agenda and he clacked his teeth happily.

"More dancing!" There was a giggled of excitement as he was led to the dance floor. He wasn't familiar with this particular dance so he simply fell in line with all the ghouls and tried to dupicate it.


Apparently he really only did ONE dance.

Shaheen had just finished finding out what her prize was and was debating looking for the two students she had shanghai'd into helping her, still wondering where in the world her date had disappeared to now that the prospect of winning shiny new things had worn off. She was just starting to cross the dance floor, heading back to where she had left the overly sensitive ghoul-like demon and the purple haired Reaper when a tap on her shoulder had her whirling around, the feathers in her wings ruffling up, and her dress swishing on her hips.

When in Halloween what? She wanted to ask, but the horseman was already off, heading towards a group of students who were dancing(?) in a very odd way. It was like nothing she'd ever seen before, and she suddenly realized her mouth was gaping open, probably because initially she had been ready to protest but the sight of all the dancing had struck her into muteness.

Oddly enough, she found that she actually sort of wanted to join in, because it did just look rather fun and silly and when did she ever get to do things like that? When had she ever, in her entire life, just cut loose and relaxed and enjoyed things other then battle? So it was that Shaheen, the chieftain of war, found herself drawn towards the crowd, studying their movements. She gave the horseman an apprehensive look, one that said "are you sure?"

And then she joined in the dance, a slow smirk spreading across her face that eventually turned into a grin.