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West let out a yelp as Holly smacked his cast that quickly degenerated into laughter. "What? Thas'swhat she said! Horriiee," he taunted again, hopping back out of the fox ghoul's reach. Upon the entrance of Mei, who he recognized from that poker game he had gone to what seemed like eons ago, West sobered considerably. If he had been looking for someone who was hurt, the boil that entered next fit the bill. Damn. Maybe they should all see what was in the infirmary after all.

"No, 'm'not givin'er piggyback ridesat school," he muttered, even though the likelihood of that actually happening was fairly high. No matter how docile Savior seemed now, West still saw her as an unpredictable deadly force who it was better to keep content than die at the hands of. If piggyback rides kept her from killing him in his sleep, then piggyback rides Savior would get.

He looked at the map again. "We could splittup?" he suggested. "Which door y'think we're'at?" One of the ones on the outside made the most sense, probably the one at the bottom, but he would wait and see what the majority of the students gathered here said before he voiced his own opinion.

Bul smiled to Mei weakly and shrugged. "Not as bad as I was out there..." he said, glancing over at the Succubus that just entered and then to West, neither of whom he knew. Well, hopefully they'd all get to know each other soon anyways, since they were wandering around an 'empty' school together- there weren't TOO many places to go, right?

"Think we could find some bandages or something here?" he asked Mei though more to anyone in general. "I'll feel a bit better if I'm not grazing s**t with these.." he said looking down to some of his dagger scars. Well, it was better than getting his head sliced off by a scythe or axe cloak that was for sure- not that Bul knew that.

Her eye's wandered over to the wrath demon, while her mind struggled to connect his face with a name. "Errr.. W..es..t? Was it..?" Or something close to that. She remembered him from somewhere, though she couldn't recall---THE POKER GAME! "AH! You won my HP Doll!" Pointing towards the boil, she dropped her hand once more. "Your at least taking good care of it, right..?" She hoped so, they were family to her. Ah well..

Nodding, she couldn't agree more with Bul. Anything was better than outside. "I don't hear or see anything anymore.. Er--the hallucinations that is." Was it the fog that caused them? But then.. In the building before..? Whatever. It was something of the past now, it was time to move on.. or at least try too. Spotting the succubus passing by, she gave a small wave to Sin, in case she had looked her way. She hadn't seen her since before the whole shipwreck.. Thankfully, she looked to be fairing well.. better than they had anyways.

Looking over Bul's wounds, she reached for a piece of her dress, tearing large strips from it. "We can try, but these will have to do for now. I'm not sure how clean they are though, considering everything that's happened.." Wrapping them around the worst of his wounds, she stood back to examine her work once finished. "There!"

He heard voices that he wasn't aware of before, they didn't sound familiar, not at all. Damien did freeze up at bit as the other tones danced into the air, was it in front? No, it was behind them, he turned around and saw a few students wandering into the school, not much different than how the group he was traveling with did.

Except that there was a boil covered with wounds. He couldn't help but cringe at how bad the damaged looked from where he was. maybe if they were lucky, they could stumble across a medical supply closet in their search and stock up on the essentials "Is he going to be alright?" he spoke loudly to the group that was a little ways back, pushing himself away from the wall in case the boil wavered from his position.

Of course he was concerned, the teachers that traveled with them didn't seem to, considering they still haven't found a trace of them anywhere.
"Wait, you want to split up in here? He asked West with a confused tone. "Considering what happened not to long ago, it doesn't seem like a very safe idea." He told the grumpy red head as he checked his flashlight to see if it still operated by giving it a couple of taps on the wall.
Still Kicking, not bad.

Fortunately for Holly, Savior wasn't watching her little interaction with West and so the aggression went on passed. The Marrowstripe was far too interested in a rather small creature that had come through the doors, something rather skitterish, and so it was with great curiosity that she found herself having followed close to Jove and was watching him. She didn't exactly approach him, instead she made a rather hollow sort of whistling sound, and then her interest was gone. It soon passed to the others around her, all students dressed so funny and, most importantly, not smelling of Marrowstripe. If any of them had come into contact with a Marrowstripe, even just a slight touch, Savior would know. It was possible that one of them had been marked and she wasn't certain of it and that thought made the monster quite. . . paranoid. It was actually a little amusing to see that she was thinking at a level far higher than she should but it was all basic instinct actually taking over.

Should she find a student, any one at all (except maybe West, that dog-person-thing, and Holly) she was going to break their back and toss them outside as a warning sign. The smell of their dying bodies would likely attract the males, if only for a moment, for the second that the person died the group inside the schoolhouse would have a blocker to prevent the front entrance from being used. Of course then Savior also couldn't get out even if she tried, but she wasn't thinking that far ahead.

"Together. No. Groups. No." It was the first time Savior had said anything since she started doing her little circle around the students, each one having very much had her poke them at least once in the side. Even the most injured boy, who smelled of death, wasn't free from Savior's exam. Of course she had no idea what was going on so she was using what limited vocabulary she had to speak, knowing full and well that whomever wanted her with them should easily take her. "Marrowstipes, maybe. Hurt youse, protect."

In a roundabout way Savior was offering her protection to whomever wanted it. If she wasn't claimed, she'd simply go with West and/or Holly (or maybe even the dog-person thing whom she didn't remember their name). The monster wasn't sure how much use she'd be to anyone, they all didn't seem the type to just reach out and want something, but things had to happen. There weren't any whistles at the moment but Savior knew that they would be returning soon.

Marrowstripes never gave up on a hunt.

Junko was feeling much more comfortable, though she still worried about certain things. She was doing her best to ignore anything that would make her twitchy again. At least she wasn't hearing as many voices, and she felt less watched.

Bul didn't look so good, how did he get so bad anyway? Maybe Mei did it. Heh. No! Bad Junko! Bad thoughts! Stop that! She shook her head as if that would make any negative thoughts she may have go away, digging for her flashlight in her bag and pointing it toward the school. "Weird...'detention's a real killer' yeah...it is." She sighed a bit at those memories, reading over the rest of the graffiti. Kill the teacher before the teacher kills you? That didn't bode well.

Despite all that... "I want to go inside." Junko told the others, looking up at Seiji and then toward Bul and Mei. "Maybe it's not so foggy inside, and Bul could maybe use a place to rest, right?" It'd be safer inside! At least that's what Junko thought.

((Junko's HP: 25))