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He wobbled, apparently there was art things going on? But that was not his mission. He wobbled sideways a few steps before regaining his sense of balance and lurched off with a few bags of goodies to bring with him for Mistress.

((ooc: You don't have to doodle up festival-battle damage christof XD but 'regular' chris is fantastic! Thanks! He's a little out of sorts so he's on his way off again.))

It was hard to stay focused at her own booth when everyone around her was running back and forth from games to campaigns and other things and more. It wouldn't hurt too much if she slipped away from her own booth, just a few moments, to explore the other candidates. It came to a bit of a surprise to Aislin as she walked by the colorful sea-themed booth, the teal colors catching her eye. Looking around she gave a little sound of delight at the colorful little jelly night-lights, taking up one of the yellowy-orange ones.

A collection of nearby pins confirmed what Ash had begun to wonder. The new ghostling, Bea! She was running! The banshee turned around, glancing about a few moments as she looked for the new ghoul. There... over near a ... huge ... inflatable... thing. Aislin trotted over, hair wafting about her face as she looked up at the course and then to the new ghoul.

"Hey! You're running! That's so excellent!" She reached out and took the ghost's hands in her's, giving them a squeeze. "It's pretty exciting, isn't it?"

"Congrats!" Israfel grinned, "The teachers here are all really nice....well for the most part anyway. But I think some kind of.'.well they might try to kill you on field trips honestly." Israfel was a mixed bag with his opinion of the last field trip. "But don't worry! They do provide pumpkin pills and bandages!" He figured that scaring a new student wasn't a very good idea really. "As for tips...Always do you homework, pay attention in class, Don't get drunk or drink the punch, and always be on the lookout for ninja pumpkins. Or carry around protection charms. One sec-" In looking in his pockets, Yaya approached and he nodded at her, a smile getting a bit wider. "Hi Yaya. I've been okay. Survived my exam with Lucy, Little Wolf and Gabrian." He blushed. "Er, I mean Lucien."

Finally finding what he'd been looking for, he pulled it out. Er, seemed Bea had gon off. "Er, yes, I garbbed a blue one. Blue is the best, always is. One sec." Going to Bea, the siren grinned, offering the gift. It was a still sealed- "Protection charm. Emily gives them out and so does Professor Cricket I think. I carry one one me just in case." The clicking in his pocket got louder. "Augh, fine." Pulling out a tiny crab minipet, it dropped onto the ground and scuttled over to Bea, it's tiny arms, poking her and inspecting.

Israfel sighed. "Er..sorry. they kind of like to hide in my jackets sometimes." The minipet made another click. "You don't want it do you?"

Heading back to her booth to continue her conversation with Yaya and Israfel, but it seemed Israfel had found her instead. He had handed her a some sort of charm. Not sure what it protects the carrier from, but Bea was happy to see someone was being kind to her. "Oh! Thank you so much!" Bea smiled back at the boil. "That's very kind of you!" She inspected the charm for a bit before she had been interrupted by small clicks and tapping at her ankles. Bea let out a giggle at the little crab who was actually inspecting her. "Adorable little thing! It even has wings?" She crouched down beside it, scooping it up in her cupped hands, "Hello there..." She said quietly at the crab.

"I would love to keep it if you don't want him! It would fit in great with my pets at home," looking back up at Israfel, "my dorm room is actually an aquarium, so this little crab would fit in wonderfully. It also provides crevices for it to house in." Bea's smile couldn't grow any wider.

The booth began to get a bit busier when another boil had came up to the booth and seemed to be enjoying the food from the table. He had rich red locks and lovely wings. When he was done, he asked very politely for a drawing. His accent was kind of thick and a bit hard to understand. Bea looked at him for a while and began to pick up a pen. "Sure!, that shouldn't be a problem," she smiled at the boil.

The ducking was alright, he was good about lowering his center of gravity. The crawling forward on his hands and knees less. He was unable to get that close to the ground without...well, going all the way down. And shutting his eyes for just a bit, unable to see Christof any way with the colorful, closed-off surroundings and the overwhelming smell of rubber in the clutches of a purple octopus....

That last thought snapped him awake.

He oozed forward, leaving a grimy smear on the floor of the course.

The red, draconic mouth he found, frankly, ominous.

But it was only plastic and air, and he made it through minus some of the intestines that had been stuck to his vest and pants.

He heard Bea's distant shouting, wash, was it a water course? But his mother was a slime demon, and fish slime bothered him about as much as other types of slime, which is to say, he found it endearing.

As Bea watch Barth go through the course, she was agonizing at the sight of him leaving all that slime all over the courses floor. Not only did he make it completely gross, but HARDER to go through. Plastic with wet and slimy surfaces could only mean total failure...Not to mention he ran it BACKWARDS...

Bea walks up and hands Barth a small hand cloth. "Here..." she said with horrifyingly large eyes. "this might help... your uhhh... vest..." Her eyes slowly looked down from his eyes to his chest. And just as slow as her speech, she slowly tried to wipe off the crap on his vest.

And there goes the boil who made a mess of her ride. Still unsure of what in Halloween was he covered in, but it smelled putrid... which also had gotten on her hands. She was in silence. Bea stiffly walked back to her booth, leaving the course a mess, wiping the gunk off her hands, and plopped down in her chair to draw the caricatures she owed while waiting for more students to arrive.