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Thankfully before she was called up onto the stage, a very kind wisp came and helped Belladonna stand back up. She turned to him with a smile and a laugh, before explaining herself.
"Chuppi, actually." Here she grew very serious. "She's extremely strong. She may look tiny, but don't let that fool you! She squeezed my legs into submission!!" The witch wagged a finger to Daisuke before pulling him into a quick hug. "Thank you though! I have to go now, but um, hold my seeds for me... And my, um, coat too, please..." Handing her 774 seeds to Daisuke, Belladonna also paused to slip off her long coat to reveal an entirely too skimpy gold dress. Giving the boil one last smile she sashayed her way onstage, trying to play up her appeal. It was for charity!!!!

At least, that was what she was going to chant to herself while she waved from onstage.

Still hovering behind Sin, Christof peered around to Barth with an urgent look, brows furrowed as he gestured to her lovely undergarments and then gave a double thumbs up. The corners of his mouth tipped upward in a hopeful smile.

Bul had actually gone through the trouble of sprucing up for the auction before hand, should he have desired ANY sort of attention from the ladies bidding on him. Just hope it's a good one, just hope it's a good one he chanted repeatedly to himself to keep calm. Instead of wearing his typical scraggly clothes he was wearing he wore a non-wrinkled button up shirt that had a high-raised collar and what looked like a a shorter version of a peacoat along with some black jeans. His little spines were practically combed down and his hair looked washed and neatly brushed. He truly looked dapper for a monster with no shoes. Neatly tucked beside his foot rest his typically flailing tail. The boil cleaned up pretty damn good.

He watched the others as they were called up to the stage and proceeded to follow with his arms folded neatly behind his back. You know, dressing up for this was a great idea. Don't wanna come off as a drag- then nobody would bid. His inward conversation continued until the bidding would begin, doing anything he was prompted to do while there.

I'm raising my hands in the air! All the players know that I'm layin' down 200 on this hottie... or shawty, i'm not sure... ISRAFEL
Claire glanced around slowly, making sure nobody was looking. Then, with a quick yell, she made a bid.
Then she sat down.

She liked to sit down.

Claire stood up.
Claire frowned.
And she frowned.
And she frowned some more.

Silly boil, he had to ruin it.
Claire sat on the floor, and she frowned. She also glared. She also made a whining noise.

I didn't know if you could tell, but she was sad.
Very, very sad.

Maritess had briefly, very briefly, given Sarias a quick wave before she suddenly flew off without warning. It just suddenly occurred to her that she should have double-checked to see if she locked her dorm room. She didn't want Trixie escaping again. The last time that happened, she found the purple tentacle near the Ghost dorms. And it was a good thing that she did. Go and check that is, because she caught the headstrong minipet near the Demon dorms this time. No, it didn't occur to the winged undead to ponder on why Trixie was near the Demon dorms.

By the time she returned, a new batch of students were up for auction. She frantically tried to text Lizzy an apology:

Sorry!!!!!! DDDD8 Had to make sure Trixie wasn't getting in any trouble. Did you win the boil?

Speaking of boils, she heard the name of one particular boil with a very... talented tongue. Oh yes, Icky was up for auction, wasn't he? She checked her seeds, figuring if Lizzy hadn't won the boil, she'd try for another this round. Still, it couldn't hurt to make one bid, right?

I'm raising my hands in the air! All the players know that I'm layin' down 100 on this hottie Icky

Oh Jack, did she really just do that? Her parents will just about LIVE if they ever found out she bid on a boil. Well, not like she would actually win him, she supposed.

((Actually going to make two separate posts for my characters to keep my sanity in this round. Yeah.))

Morton had his eye on a ghoul alright. It just probably wasn't someone Coralie had stopped to consider, most likely. As the auction students were replaced with another batch (one that contained the reaper no less), the gargoyle came to the conclusion that this would have been so much easier if he'd just told her what had been on his mind since quite a long while back! In his defense though, he just honestly hadn't felt the need to do so; he had no problem with her flirting and he'd felt there had been nothing wrong with her kissing others in Truth or Dare.

But this. This felt a touch different, and not only was he vaguely concerned for her wellbeing, but he was-

Okay no. He was just going outright strike those excuses from his mind and admit, if only to himself, that he felt greedy. He very much doubted anyone winning her here today would have hurt her (specially not if he took the time to meet them face to face and growl at them to treat her nicely). That was not the thing... oh no. See, thing was, he really wanted to go to that party with her, for mostly selfish reasons. Which was why he was frantically counting his seeds, idly wondering how much was too much and how much was too little. He didn't want to make a bid that would offend her!

After a few beats, he finally raised his arm (and wing, actually) in the air and waved it, calling attention to himself.

I'm raising my hands in the air! All the players know that I'm layin' down 700 on this hottie Coralie

Oops. Was that too much? Er.. he was going to have to add 'not freaking out at auctions' to his 'work on it' list of things to do. As soon as he'd done that, he tried to sit down and look as inconspicuous as possible. He was sadly... doing a very bad job at it.

Tsetsiliya jumped a little when West turned his furious face towards her, before his expression switched to confusion to mirror her own. The suddenness with which it changed was surprising, and the boil mumbled to himself, still managing to look a little disgruntled as he avoided her eyes. Perhaps he had been pressured into the bid? Then why on her? The why was the most prevalent question in her mind, and it was 'why' that always made her leery when it came to others.

Was there some sort of elaborate prank waiting for her to buy into? That couldn't be the case. She had fought with West (if only for a short while) during the raid on Christmas Town and she had figured him of a reliable enough sort.. not really the tricky kind. Then again, one could never be sure of what others were really thinking.

Still, fair was fair, and he had purchased her services (oh Jack, how dirty that sounded). She might as well give the benefit of a doubt.

"O-oh, no no, it is alright!" the poludnica replied, looking from her chain belt to the avarice demon. "Y-you are winning me in the auction, and I-I am not at the dance with anyone else, so it is no trouble, really!" It really wasn't - it honestly saved her from ditching altogether or being the wallflower. She didn't know what made West bid on her, but the fact was that he had, so she was his for whatever amount of time. "U-unless you are not wanting to take me, it is very much your decision! I am not wanting you to be feeling like you have to because I am wanting to.." Her cheeks reddened as she continued to talk, making herself look even more like an idiot.