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Current Stamina: 140 - 23 = 117

The bird stuck out its tongue at the students before flapping its wings and trying to escape being surrounded, the sand from its flapping flying into the students' eyes, causing them discomfort. However, it was difficult to escape and it looked like some of the students might have gained a slight advantage... The bird looked at Lucien, who had suggested the 'surround the bird' tactic, and pouted. As best as one with a beak could pout anyway.

Moves left:
Israfel: 5 | Lucien: 4 | LW: 4 | Gabrian: 3

Damage to:
Israfel: 0 | Lucien: 6 | LW: 7 | Gabrian: 6

[Keep track of your own HP!

Lucien, LW, Gabrian: Roll 2d20 instead for this round!
Israfel: No change; 2d10.

You may choose to make 2 moves this round instead of 1, to speed things up.]

She just stuck her tongue out at Gabrian and grinned at him. "Fine, do it your way then. But even in a pack, a few will hang back while the others wear the prey down." LW giggled at the nix. "I wouldn't say it has a nasty attitude....in fact, doesn't it remind you have someone?" The she-wolf spoke as innocently as possible while she had moved to try and help...do something. Like corner the thing? Which wasn't going well, clearly.

LW grinned as the ghost boil joined in and attempted to help catch this Roadduster. Maybe three against....yeah no. She was not even going to think like that. Nothing was ever that simple where Professor Malcolm was concerned. "Guess us three will try and wear it out?" She glanced at the third boil that had held back. "And then he can try and catch it?" It sounded reasonable in her mind. Her tail swished at that thought.

The look the Roadduster got - Jack, it really could pout! - made her eyes narrow. She didn't trust it. Even if its pouting was making her feel sort of bad for chasing it. But then all she had to do was remember who it reminded her of and LW went straight back to not trusting it. So she continued to move after it.


LW's HP: 13

Israfel Made a horrified face at the Roadsweeper as it kicked up sand at his fellow students. That was- well that wasn't proper flying manners! You didn't want to kick up dust and dirt everywhere! That was just- It was so-
"How rude!" Israfel gave the minipet a pointed look. "Even if we are trying to catch you you don't kick sand up in people's faces! That just gives the rest of us fliers a bad name!" Cheeks puffed up and out and Israfel moved closer, his own wings not kicking up any sort of dust. But then Israfel realized something. "Er wait, You're a minipet...." He cocked his head at the nets. "And you belong to professor Malcolm." He blinked. "Does catching you mean we're trying to steal you?"

A horrified look crossed his face. "OH JACK WE'RE NOT GOING TO BECOME MINIPET THIEVES ARE WE?" The connections the siren made were...scattered at best. He looked at the other boil and the ghoul "We might get detention for that." Then towards Lucien. "Lucy, I don't want to go back to the other bathroom."

((Rolling again!

Edit: I believe our collective scores are 120 so it's catching attempt times after this? Maybe? Gabrian, please don't faint.))

Smirking at the werewolf, Gabrian took his gaze off the tiny bird to motion at Israfel, "I was quite sure that's what our feathered friend up there was doing, puppy," a wink followed his words, and then he turned to look back at the minipet, hoping against all hope he hadn't just made a big mistake by taking his attention off of it. He knew better than that, after all; while the small critter didn't look particularly harmful... it had proved to be a bit of menace, "Yes well, it's not pecked you, now has it?" he paused when the shewolf spoke further, opened his mouth, and closed it. That down, he frowned down at the small bird, "I don't know, Puppy... I think this one's more menacing than our Bird-brained friend," he almost pointed out the gryphon purred, which he doubted the minipet did, but stopped himself just in time.

Israfel's horrified screech caused the nix to turn his head again, "I... don't think we're stealing; We'll give it right back, don't worry," he wasn't entirely sure if the bird boil was being serious, but given the fact he sounded quite afflicted by the notion, the demon figured it was best to put his fears to rest, "Besides, it's not stealing it the Professor tells us to catch it for him, now is it?" That said he moved forward again, net at the ready.

Gabrian's HP: 7

Israfel watched at the minipet slowed down he...Well he wanted to pass. They all did. But what could they do? Pulling out his net, the siren took a deep breath before looking at the other students. "I...." He had a chance to try and catch it. Looking at Lucien, then at the other two students, the water demon and the wolf...They all needed to pass.

They all wanted to become knobs. They had worked all year for this. He felt sick. glancing over at Professor Malcolm, Israfel frowned. He wasn't a mean teacher. A bit odd but not mean. Just- Israfel was confused. Biting his lip,.he reached up with his net-

And felt his arms fall limp. "I can't." The siren shook his head. "I can't catch it and know it'll mean I'll be leaving them behind." He looked at them, eyes lingering on Lucien most of all. "What's the point of passing if I don't get to be with my friends?"