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Feeling someone behind her Mitsu turned to see Shun there. Her eyes were full of panic. What were they going to do? If the school closed and they all had to leave she might never get to see him again. The upset was easy to see on her face.

"S..Shun, they can't do this right?" It didn't seem fair. First they wanted to hide the event that had happened and now they just wanted to get rid of the school completely. Was it just one large cover up?

"Because they're Jackdammned bloody morons who don't give a s**t about our students." Cricket answered, continuing to glare daggers, though hers were obviously aimed at the Boogiemen, along with the venom in her answer to the young witch.

However, she didn't cause as big of a physical ruckus as Arel was causing right then either, her lips simply pulled tight.



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Shehk looked to Merope and shook her head. "No. It sounds like they're meaning to close down the school entirely" she said, frowning and motioning for the undead boil to come over. He'd..missed a lot, from what she could tell.

Glancing down at Mitsu, Shun saw the look upon her face. Between that and her question, he hesitated in his response. The boogeys had a lot of resources. Doing something like this.. was within their power he believed, as much as he hated the very thought. Though, he didn't trust that they had a legitimate reason to go through this.

If anything this was likely an attempt to break apart and silence the student population so they didn't keep up with the whole Hunter deal.

"..Unfortunately. Yes," he said lowly while staring hard at the two in the area. He wasn't about to lie to her and give false hope.

Though he couldn't help but wonder if there was something they could do to reverse this.

"Entirely?" Merope focused his attention on Shehk, moving closer as she beckoned to him. "You're... You're joking, right? I mean, I just got back!" Even his protest felt hollow in his ears. It was an excuse, a small protest to squeak out in dismay.

Merope ran a hand through his hair, flailing momentarily as he accidentally knocked his hat off. He caught it before it hit the ground, shaking his head as he put it back on. "What exactly happened?"

He glanced as a reaper chimed in, his attention focusing to Sparrow. "Seriously? If they're closing the school... Couldn't they at least rent out the dorms, you think?"

Well this was not good. Not good at all. In the slightest. Not an ounce of good. This was the opposite of good. This was bad. Terrible even. Israfel had a few more words to help describe the situation but he figured they were not going to come to him the longer he stared at the sign now hanging over the school. School was being shut down? That was- yeah. Yeahhhhhh. Sure he could go home to the island and get some more traditional training but as for anything new? Well, he was most certainly going to fall short.

The school provided skills he otherwise might not know. He might as well have been stuck on the island if this was how the school was going to turn out. So far he’d learned how to fly here with the help of the dragon boil Jericho. He’d begun to get better at singing, (he drowned a minipet even!) to the point no one was trying to beat him up they just gave him weird looks and funny faces. The school had helped him even if it had almost killed him several times.

Was that why they were shutting the school down? Because students had been subjected to near death and so much mental trauma they had nightmares of their own? That seemed possible, if not likely. Cocking his head to his side, ear wings went flat to the siren’s skull as wing shuffled uneasily. This was not how he wanted to end his school time. He wanted to graduate legit! Be a real working monster that scared humans. But if the school closed- yeah he’d be sent back to the island. His flock had only sent him to the school in desperation, if the school shut down he doubted that they would just let him go to a different school.

Nope, it was island time for him. Israfel hated the thought. Both since he would have to return to his sisters, aunts, cousins… yeah he wanted to keep away from them, (besides, he was half male, he’d be chased off anyway). The end of the school also meant the end of his friendships. It was hard to stay friends when you live halfway across all of Halloween. To summarize Israfel’s thoughts on the School’s closure?

THIS WAS STUPID

Pouting and puffing up his feathers in protest, (silent protest that is), the monster huffed at the sign. So outrageous. Ah well, not much he could do. Boogymen were not exactly to be trifled with, and if students had been a part of the reason the school was shutting down- It was possible that they were all being punished for the actions of others. Which sucked. Was it because of the horsemen? Their rally in the bathroom and then them going with the hunters? The siren wouldn’t dismiss it. As Israfel heard Jericho’s yell, he fluttered over to the dragon’s side.

“It’s probably because of that rally thing in the bathroom.” He whispered. “And you know…how we…fought those guys.” Though it was a stupid reason, it one of the only ones aside from field trips of death that he could see being a reason as to why they were shutting down the school. “I mean…after Red died and you guys did that whole cloak thing…I think we made them mad.” Them being the boogymen. “You don’t fight boogymen.”

Shehk drew Merope close in and whispered quietly to him; "I'll tell you somewhere where there aren't....prying ears.." she shot a look to the Boogiemen again, her eyes narrowing. Her? A public menace? Just maybe very much so.

Never the less, she seemed serious, her fur prickled up and she actually had to physically take her tail and smooth it down with her hands to keep from looking entirely aggravated by the news. Not that she'd draw more attention than the tantruming Arel.

"Basically they're out to get us because they're Jackdammned liars and don't appreciate a group of people who know the truth all being assembled in one place..."

Zar glanced around him as various other students showed up to discuss with shared outrage their dissaproval of this turn of events, asking questions in what seemed to him, an unfocused fashion. He wanted to know under what jurisdiction and authority they could do this, the regulations, the legal restrictions. He wanted to know why prospective students hadn't been informed of this incoming issue. He wished he could have a word with whoever it was who ran the offices of this place, find out what was going on.

He had no idea he was looking at them in Arel.

Still with his claws firmly sunk into the cover of his clipboard, he all but stalked to stand nearer the boogiemen, giving them a very measured look. "How high up does this order come from and why was no one informed prior to action? Will there be a reinstatement of facilities without the ..volatile element?"

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