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Think ya might wanna see cricket, Bul?- She got a claw to the arm and instinctively thrashed back at the arm that swung at her, hissing at the hit. Oh Jack- eh... ya still alright fer this? She was second guessing the boil? No. Levi knew Bul wasn't usually like this. Something must've gotten to the half beast due to her poison; Bul wasn't talking right.

C'mon, boil! YA TELLIN' ME YA WANNA QUIT? She really hoped he'd say no. Ain't nothin' wrong with 'ya! Save for maybe a slight case of poisoning.

HP: 35/40
Damage: 2

Good. The boil was taking her bait; sure, it was painful to get hit, but if Bul wasn't going to give her his all-

He was back on his feet now, that was all that mattered. If Bul could land a hit on her she could land one back now without hesitation. She elbowed him in the gut.

HP: 31/40
Damage: 3

It was somewhat suspicious but- Bul... She hissed slightly at the free hand that swiped at her as she approached. He was still good to fight? It put her at ease again to witness his determination.

She did what seemed fitting; she gave him another provoking shot to the gut- this time it was in the form of kick from her heel. Would this result in a burst of a hit from him or.... was he really...

If ya really are sick, Bul... best tell me now. It wasn't going to be a proper fight if he wasn't at the top of his game.

HP: 30/40
Damage: 6

The white-haired ghoul had been having her fair share of coughing and hacking lately due to maturing poison glands. When Bul really and truly started to get going, she eased out of her battle stance; he wasn't kidding after all.

Alright, Bul. S'alright. I'm done. She wasn't put off by the extra slimy additions to Bul's complexion. What with wet willies and other pranks of the past... boils just got gross in different ways; wouldn't phase her that the half beast-

She chuckled at understanding his snot-snot joke while moving to pick up her snotball from the sidelines with her towel. Returning to Bul, she took a knee and offered the clean loth to him, placing a comforting hand on his back.

He'd already mentioned not wanting to see the nurse so it would have to do to just offered to help him. He kept going through with the battle despite his condition; admirable. Aye- we'll rematch when yer at yer'best. Fer now, lemme git ya up. 'Head back ta tha dorm? Wriggling an arm under at Bul's side, tail aligned against the floor for extra lift support, she offered to help him stand. It was handy that they both happened to be of monster dorm; she'd be able to get things easily from her room if need be.

She snickered right back, halfly just surprised at the offering of Bul's pin. The tatzel had never been given one of these before...

To Levi, this, along with the half beast boil's words was like Bul's acknowledging her being a superior fighter ... a boil ... considering her ... a superior fighter. For all that's grimy in Halloween... Had the day really come? The pins carried a certain amount of symbolic weight to them; she'd only ever given hers to Red. That was more out of respect for the professor as an elder who'd saved her rather than a recognition of equality.

If the boils back home could see this...

That would shut them up. Not really but-

Ya did good fer yerself, boil. She announced this wanting to give him just as much credit as he'd given her, carefully taking the pin with her free hand and turning it about in her fingers with a smile. I'd dun given you some hits, but ya know... takes just as much ta handle'a hit as givin' one. And seein' ya like... She observed the mucus on her once clean towel. ...well, sick like 'a hound n' all.

Placing the pin in the pocket of her shorts, she came back out of it only to delve her hand into her shirt. Out of there came this tiny pouch that gave off a stronger scent of candy corn than the tatzel ghoul herself. She always carried around a few kernels of candy corn in this pouch as a way of keeping home with her and this was precisely where she kept her own emblem.



Fiddling with one hand for a moment awkwardly, she concentrated her FEAR into her pin within the pouch. Replicating another pin from it, she nudged this new pin into the empty palm of Bul. The country ghoul gained even more respect ... and perhaps kinship with the half beast as a result of this one simple act. She quickly hid the pouch back where it came from and gave him a wide toothy grin.

Snickering as well, she replied with a low voice. Yew bet yer jackin' 'behind we're doin' this 'again. She flickered her white tail at his playfully while slowly helping to edge him out of the gym.