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While most ghouls would whine and cry about being flipped onto the freakin' ground, Danny just smiled and started laughing. It was fun to actually have ghouls to rough-house with. Back at home, most of the demon ghouls would've just been interested in painting their nails or talking gossip about boils. This was far more interesting.

Laughing, Danny picked herself up and dusted herself off lightly. Her wings hurt a little bit from being smooshed so quickly, and her back was a little funky feeling, but for the most part she was fine. Nothing was broken, so she was good to go. To Hel she said,"Whoops. I'll announce it next time!"

She really would announce it. Loudly.

Turning to her co-captains, she said, "So what're we doing today el capeetawns?" She gestured to the field as she spoke, eager to start beating things up playing bruteball.

The furrows of the monster horse's brows smoothed out as he listened to Seiji and Calder explain the kelpie's outrage. Ah, so it wasn't because the boil was being likened to a horse that upset him but the principle of his kind being mislabeled. Tro supposed he might feel just as angry if someone insisted he was a pony. "Ah, I think I get what y' mean," he nodded to his fellow monster.

Jove got a friendly smile from Tro, though he couldn't help but side-eye Damien when the canine boil arrived. They hadn't quite worked out what had happened during tryouts but Tro wasn't going to do anything that might compromise practice. For now, he was just going to keep a watchful eye on the canine boil.

The incubus looked up, quirking an eyebrow at Bul as he approached. "Mornin to you too, spiney-a**," Altair returned easily, grinning back. "Lucky you didn't show up late." But for some, no matter what time they showed up, the demon couldn't make much of them. He eyed Calder.

"Methinks the lady doth protest too much," the incubus smirked, unimpressed by the kelpie's outburst and boasting. "I'm sure we can find a place for you on the team if you can keep up today." The challenge in his tone was unmistakable, folding his arms across his chest.

Greeting the team members that approached he and Nuk, the incubus glanced around as Danny asked what was going on today. The delight in his tone was almost palpable as he turned towards her, putting a foot up on the edge of the bruteball crate.

"I'm glad you asked that, my dear ghoul," he smiled almost charmingly but for the bared fangs, bending to get a bruteball out of the sturdy crate, holding it gingerly. "Today everyone is going to learn how to throw and catch a bruteball without getting eaten." Altair dropped the ball and punted the snarling, gnashing beastie towards Danny, commenting upon it even as it spun through the air towards the ghoul. "You'll notice the massive teeth. Those are pretty nasty. I suggest that everyone pick a bruteball and someone to hurl it at, or I'm going to start hurling bruteballs at you."

Hel gave Danny another hearty pat on the shoulder before letting her be, laughing once more. “Sounds like a plan, friend!”

The valkyrie’s head whipped around to pay attention to Nuk though as he whistled, and upon being given the orders, she marched over and laid her hands on one of the precious, snarling little beauties. The reaper grinned widely as she stared at the brute ball she happened to pick up, watching it mash its teeth angrily as she kept her hands safely out of its biting range for now.

Hel then turned, facing Petro as she called out to him. “Say there, Petro! Would you do me the honor of being my partner?

Jove noticed he had caught one of the two horse boils attention, and offered an even more enthusiastic tail wag. Unlike Demi, the pup's tail curled right up and over itself, touching his lower back in a true spitz fashion as it flopped back and forth. It would definitely become a weakness if he wasn't careful with all that fluff to grab at.

The wisp gave Seiji an equally enthusiastic nod, and hastily crammed the rest of the mushrooms into his mouth. It sometimes took all night to find the best mushrooms! Suddenly an ear-piercing whistle rang across the field, causing the little pup's ears to flatten down. He paused in mid-chew as Nuk began shouting out directions, but it didn't take Jove long to gulp down his mouthful and follow Seiji's suggestion.

He trotted over to the crate of angry bruteballs, rubbing one ear uncomfortably, and then snatched one out rather haphazardly. If the pup had any other good points other than his running, it had to be his lack of fear regarding the bruteballs themselves. He had been bitten by foxfires who had nastier teeth, although none with such grumpy dispositions!

The ball in his hand managed to grab a bite before Jove could get a good grip on it, but he just growled, and whacked it into a stunned submission against the crate. It only gave up it's grip on the ghost's pale flesh long enough for Jove to get himself free, and was once again full of rage by the time he threw it in Demi's direction.

((Jove has 2 in throw, so he'll need higher than 23 for success. =3))

The ghost boiled as Jove ran off to grab a ball, hurling it at Demi without so much as a whistle of warning. He hoped the other pup was paying attention, or he was going to be in for a rather painful surprise.

Speaking of paying attention. Bul called out to him and the hungry ghost turned back automatically. Ranning a couple of steps with arms out and ready for the ball, only to slow to stop as the thing landed well short. Dark brows hiking upward as he glanced back up at Bul, snickering softly. He didn't dare laugh out loud though, he knew better. His aim was well known for failing miserably whenever it was meant to count for anything.

Trotting forward he reached down to scoop up the ball, winding it back so he could launch it back towards his beast friend. Only to yell out a rather startled curse. Flinging the offending ball from the tips of his now bloody fingers. Hissing as the ball's sharp teeth shredded his skin as it left his hand. Mother ********! Back blood was dripping from his hand as he held it up for inspection. "Son of a b***h." It could have been worst, but damn. He was lucky his heart didn't often pump much, or he would have had a bit of a problem on his hands.

((MISS! xD))

Likewise, Seiji held no grand delusions that he was any good at throwing a ball. He sucked in snotball when he and Bul played, he'd suck here too. He had plenty of strength to hurl things, that was never the issue, but his aim under pressure was just .. not there.

A snort followed his friend's suggestions, followed by a small chuckle. "The bite wasn't so bad, but it startled me." Seiji didn't mind pain, most pain anyways. The bite had hurt, but not terribly bad, he just hadn't been expecting it. Which was stupid, they'd been warned. "You're gunna need to tolerance more then I am, though. So you best start getting used to it."

He grabbed the ball and cocked his arm back, not even bothering to back up back to his original place. The closer he was to Bul, the better his chances of getting it to the other boil, right? Wrong. He let the thing fly and instead of falling in a gentle arch into the boil's arms it flew right over his head. "Oops."

The ear piercing yell was both expected and surprising as Damien pinned his ears down to lessen the ringing in his ears from being so close to its source. He gave the quarterback a little glower at the sudden ear rape before giving him a elbow to Nuk's ribs. Mostly in jest but partly for the yell. "Aye aye co-capt!" he yelled back with equal fervor and a salute to boot before wandering off to get one of the rabid balls.

Damien was still trying to to go through his warmups, the cold chilly morning air was still felt in his veins and his furry ear was still ringing from the yell as he furiously tried to pat the cartilage to sooth the pain. there wasn't much of a warning yip or yell to let the hound know something was sailing towards him until the whistling sound in the air reached his ears and he shot out his arms to grab the stunned piece of piggleskin.

"Oi, good toss, give a little bit of warning next time!" he called out with a wave to the canine boil. he gave pause to the state of cleanliness to the little foxfire, his clothes without a doubt looked like it went through some kind of trial, but it didn't give him no reason to worry. If Jove's tail is still wagging then all is well.

"ok its my turn!" he barked back and gave the dazed bruteball a careful hold away from its mouth and sent it in the air towards the smaller student.

(2 in throw, needs 23 or higher)