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Mitsu had stuck close to Shun from the time they left the gym, keeping in the young reapers shadow. The crowd was so thick and she feared she would get separated. Subconsciously she reached out and lightly took hold of his sleeve so they wouldn't get slit up with all the people, her masked gaze taking in the different booths. A club was a must apparently, though she had to wonder what she could get into.

Mitsu only turned her attention to the reaper as he paused to look back to see that she was still there. "Lots of people..." She said simply, her ears falling back a little to indicate how she felt about it. Though, those ears perked back up a little at a new voice. It was the boy she had heard screaming earlier.

Tentatively the werewolf peeked around Shun to look at the booth. A fitness booth? Well, she did always enjoy track and swimming but lately hadn't had the opportunity to get into anything like that. Maybe she would with something like this? "H..hi." Mitsu added softly in reply to the dragon's greeting, still peeking around Shun's arm like she was trying to hide. She made no move to enter the raffle, at least not yet.

At the mention of shy, Jericho glanced more towards the wolf girl who seemed to be hiding behind the reaper who didn't look particularly happy. It seemed that she was following the guy around, so it was hard to tell if she had any interest in the club herself.

Glancing at the two who spoke up, Shun looked between them, to the paper that was laid out for the raffle that had been mentioned. He wasn't really interested in raffles, though, so he dismissed it.

When it seemed like he wasn't going to say anything at all, he asked, "What sort of activities exactly?"

Yes, he saw the pamphlets on the table as well, but those weren't going to help him all that much.

"All sorts of things. Hiking, boxing, wrestling, paintball... just to list a few things," the dragon grinned. It seemed like this one was a quiet type. At least he didn't have to worry too much about getting his ear chatted out like the Manticore did with Christof.

Damien wasn't sure If the ghoul came on her own interest or just tagging along, but it wouldn't have been far to just approach the boil and come to think of it, he shared a class with, with the both of them no less.

Picking up where jericho left off from his comment, Damien tried his best to keep the reaper and the dog eared ghoul interested. "We also have a state of the art facility in case people just wanted a place to lift weights or do cardio."

After giving the Duo a careful eye, it couldn't be a mistake, he saw them before. "Uh, We share a class together don't we? That "Math" class, right?" He asked the ghoul, stressing the strained concept of math and its teacher that's teaching them it.

Before Jericho could answer the question on paintball, Riley had gotten up somewhat abruptly. He raised a brow at her, but didn't object as she said she wanted to go for a walk and asked him to come along. Before moving along, he glanced to the two new students to say one more thing.

"Ah sorry, but Demi and Christof here will answer your questions," he nodded before walking off with the mindflayer.

Shun watched the two go off, then looked back at the remaining students manning the booth.

"Paintball is an activity where you go around shooting people with paint," he explained to Mitsu plainly before looking at the hellhound. At the mention of math, he narrowed his eyes and nodded, "Oh right, you were the one howling in class."

Damien Gave Riley and Jericho a nod and waved them goodbye, glad to see that the mindflayer felt comfortable leaving the stall in Christof and his hands. "Bring me back something sweet if you can!" he yelled out before turning back to the boil and Ghoul.

He flushed at the embarassment of being remembered for his howling in the class, even if it did manage to turn a few heads. "Hehe, yeah sorry about that, it was the only way i could think of for stopping the odd chatter, the little ghoul was speaking in a rather painful tone for my ears." he told them apologetically.

"However on the topic of paintball, its a type of team game, involving taking a flag from a enemy base and shooting the other members with a specialized gun that fires paint filled spheres." he said, rattling off the facts that he could think off the top of his head. "But don't worry, we have armor to take care of the vital areas." he blurted out reassuringly.

He almost missed the question from the quiet ghoul that warmed up slightly t him, happy to see her at ease anymore. "You like to hike? I rather enjoy being outdoors myself, sadly I tend to not take the scenic route much." he said after a pause "we do have a nice group of people that just might enjoy going outdoors as well, so there's a chance to have company on a hike too." he said to her before realizing how rude he's been to the both of them.

"Where are my manners, I haven't even introduced myself. I'm Damien, its nice to meet the both of you." he said with a little bow to the both of them. "Hey Christof, come say hello!" he called out to the boil shuffling around with the boxes, the hound didn't feel right leaving the patchwork out of the social aspect of the task, hoping that the Igor didn't feel awkward about the situation.

Glancing over at the patchwork briefly, Shun noticed the stitchings at his lips. He couldn't imagine the guy being able to answer many questions like that, but at least it meant he was going to be more on the quiet side. His attention shifted back to Damien as the hound admitted he was the one yapping his head off in class.

The reaper could only assume the one he referred to was Tomoko, as the kitsune girl was rather... squealy. He didn't have sensitive ears and that had grated at him a little personally as well.

While the two canines spoke of being outside, he kept his hands in his pockets while idly looking around. There wasn't anything particularly fancy with the fitness booth but that was fine. There likely wasn't any need to be all extravagant with it.

"I'm Shun," he said quietly as it seemed like people were introducing themselves. At least he had the courtesy to give that much. Outside of that, he was letting Mitsu carry more of the conversations in the mean time.

A little while ago, poke had heard someone shouted for them to go look at the fitness booth but decided to check it out later instead of right then. Now that she had been to the gym, she thought to give the booth a look to see what it was about. The word fitness made her think of people doing jumping jacks and the like but there were so many people there before, there must have been more to it.

Moving through the crowds proved to be no problem for her, unless she was turning around to get a good look at some sort of weird a** monster, or some interesting looking ghosts. She had never seen such a variety before so every time she saw something she just had to turn around, although she did her best not to gawk openly.

As she got closer to the booth, she saw that the two she had just seen in the gym were now there. This struck her as odd, as neither had seemed like they wanted to play ball. Maybe they were there cause no one else was there?

She noted that there was a patchwork guy standing there looking gleeful about something, and another dog looking guy was talking to the both. She didn't say anything just yet, standing in the background and just listening to the conversation.

Damien was actually surprised by how well he was being around unfamiliar people, maybe the elder was right about coming here rather than slowly getting worse in the village, It wasn't as tough as he thought, talking, listening and replying only to repeat the process as much as necessary, with no shifting yet. As much as he wanted to pat himself on the back for his realization, the hound decided to wait and continue with shun, seeing as how the patchwork couldn't.

Dem could understand wanting a moment away from the overexposure to chatter and shrieking voices, like shun was talking about. Alone time was scare and fleeting on this campus, and even harder to find indoors other than the solace of ones dorm. "Well its kinda hard to find that here, the population is staggering, but there's always a place you could find peace and quiet in somewhere, just gotta look around a bit."

He was going to ask more about the stoic boil but the steady thrum of vibrations that came from his board shorts startled him as he froze for a second, at least until the barking from his phone went off. He wasn't used to getting texts, seeing as most of his clan preferred just to call and say what it was they needed to say and it was safe to assume from the name, that it wasn't from home.

"Excuse me for a second while I take care of this.Please, help yourself to the activity pamplets in the meantime, i'll be right back." he said apologetically to the two of them before dashing to the side to give the message a skim through. "Hey Christof.' he called out with a slight edge in his voice, as he ran up to the Patchwork with his phone held out to him. "This sounds urgent." he told him quietly before pushing the phone in his hand to read it for himself.