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Xavier had slunk in without actually knowing why he was there and wondering whether or not he could sneak right back out without anyone noticing. Plucking stray feathers from a plain black suit and a draping black cloak that dipped all the way to the floor, he slouched his way over to the nearest wall and promptly cowered against it.

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Llyr, in the meantime, had drifted in aimlessly and was now wandering happily around the room in an outfit that clearly indicated he had no idea what he was doing there either. Unlike the dark and gloomy counterpart across the room, however, it was blatantly obvious that Llyr was quite happy to be at the gathering.

"Mayaaaaaaaaaaa!" The ghoul was greeted in kind and Trisha picked her up into a bear hug.

"I haven't seen you in a while either, oh your feathers are pretty today just like at Chirstmas. I came alone, but I knew I'd find friends. what are your plans for the day?"

Helmut had planned on attending Scarentines way before the event was even announced. Hel had made it abundantly clear that every social gathering had to be attended, or she would be emotionally scarred for life.

She made sure she did it right too, by dressing up as nicely as she could. Her torn shirts and jersey were traded for a nice and simple dark purple dress, her poof of unruly hair combed and pulled into a puff of a ponytail, and she had left her skull helmet at home. Aside from the bandages, bandaids and bruises she looked like a proper little lady. It was such a shame the illusion never held.

Xavier would feel a tiny tug on his cloak and hear a small voice whisper as if afraid of being overheard. "Did the brokers get you?"

Mayaa only giggled as her friend picked her up, and clung back to the ghoul, happy to see her friend in high spirits also.
"Eee! Thank you, aren't they?"
She gave a little flap to show them off, but with her red frilly skirt and top, she looked more like a misplaced Christmas ornament.
"Oh, you'll never be alone, you can make friends anywhereeeee, but yes! I'm glad I found you! And..."
Her gaze trailed off to their surrounding, giving the lead singer a little wave as he directed some strange eye movement and finger pointing her way, and then clapped her hands together.
"Oh! I think there's a petting zoo here, with minipets!"
She stared at Trisha with big wide eyes, almost pleading.
"Minipets."

Although Jove had attended a few dances during his time at the academy, this was the first time he arrived with company. The pup was dressed in his best and newest clothes, looking quite the gentleman even in his child-like form. In spite of his short stature, not even meeting five feet even with his ears included, he carried himself with good posture as though the prospect of winding his way through the crowds of older students didn't phase him in the slightest.

In his arms his company rested happily, a vibrantly coloured fruit foxfire whose nose wiggled a mile a minute as it tried to take in all the scents in the room. It's healthy and well-groomed fluff was almost overflowing, nearly hiding it's wiggly little paws and making it seem like a little nonsensical ball of fluff in Jove's arms.

It took Jove a minute or so to locate the petting zoo, where he set Fruitloup down to play. The foxfire was off wandering the moment it's feet touched the ground. It circled the edges of the small enclosure with it's nose to the ground, and then happily bounced over to the other minipet for some greetings and hindquarter sniffing.

The little ghost had no doubt Fruitloup would be fine on it's own for a bit, but he lingered for an extra few minutes. Just in case.



Dropping off a minipet!
Pet Name: Fruitloup
Pet specie: Fruit Foxfire
Pet Personality: Fruiltoup is a wiggly, happy-go-lucky airhead that enjoys pets and doggie kisses. Also enjoys aiming those doggie kisses at talking mouthes, and exposed nostrils within reach.
Owner: Jove
OOC Minipets sn: Grey

For the third time, Mathias found himself entering a student council run event that was much, much too loud, and crowded with students who were all a lot taller then he was, even with his rabbit ears and three inch thick soled boots.

Dressed to the nines, because the wolpertinger didn't really know any other way to dress, he weaved his way through the crowd, clutching something black and red and all eyes and teeth in his arms, grumbling, swearing, and elbowing his way along until he reached a slightly more vacant corner of the room.

Walking over to the petting zoo, he dropped the monstrosity into the minipet pen with absolutely no gentleness at all. "Stay!" He growled at it, baring more then just his long, protruding fangs, his ears twitching irritably .

He was keeping his gaze completely averted from everyone he possibly could, so a certain ghost boil with a crazy brother went unnoticed for the moment.



Dropping off a minipet!
Pet Name: Hommy or something who cares it's gross
Pet specie: Homunculous Foxfire
Pet Personality: Disgusting
Owner: Ren, but Mathias is looking after it.
OOC Minipets sn: Seussi

Xavier just stared at the ghoul, probably for longer than was socially acceptable.

Finally, in a very confused sort of voice, a few feathers drifting lazily away from his hair and twirling merrily to the floor, he said, "Um. M-moon language? What, um, do you mean by that, exactly? The moon talks?"