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Purple Tent

It should be noted here that Mandy was both high on pain killers and half asleep. So when Alwine, her missing for many months love, just walked up out of the blue she could be completely forgiven for her actions.



"W-Winnie?" she chocked out eventually. There was a pause as what was in front of her sunk in and her mind went through all the emotions angerreliefhappynessgriefconfusionbetrayalwhywhywhywhy.

And then she completely ignored all of Professor Malcolms instructions for rest and flung herself off the cot to grab the ghoul in a crushing hug to her. Her voice was filled with barley repressed sobs as she buried her voice into the ghouls shoulder.

"OhJackyourehereyoureheryourehere-" she paused in her frantic mantra as something occurred to her, "T-This isn't a dream right?"

GODDESS OF TENTS - PURPLE

"..... Alright, this might not be the most pleasant solution for you, boil." Cricket said, but it seemed she wasn't giving Bul a choice in the matter. The markings in her arms moved and the small glowing shapes actually moved out of her ectoplasm to cover some of the burns..... and from what it felt like, they were... eating. Not harshly so, but they were definitely devouring burnt flesh.

"Has Malodore given you any medicine or anything to drink? If so, let them finish up their task, and then I will bandage things up. This is the cleanest and least painful way for me to handle any burns." It wasn't an apology, but an explanation.

Cricket looked to Demi again when he asked about the Gym. "The Gym will not vanish without it's master. It is a shame to say it, but that is the case. As for classes.....how can I know more than you do?"

Hadn't Cricket only known about Red for shorter than both boils and been inside the purple tent for at least 98% of that time? "It has not been long enough for us to say, but I feel that no classes for at least a week given how everybody is faring will be..necessary."

Perhaps the only true change will be the meaning behind the photograph on my desk

Purple Tent

"Oh... g-great!" Bul sputtered when the nurse's fear began to move visibly and started to benevolently munch on him. Keeping his eyes off them he tried to pretend it wasn't happening. Which worked for a while until she needed an answer from him.

"Yes actually he gave me stuff earlier aaah-" nervously he looked back to where he could see the most of his injuries being 'removed'. "That- eeeeiuugh-" he shuddered, "doesn't seem unreasonable but-"

Getting over it finally he just sat there poker faced while the nurse did what she needed to merely looking like a sad dog waiting for the vet visit to be over. OH WAIT. THAT WAS DEMI.

"Don't you guys hear all about this stuff I mean you knew we were going to have this trip right? Given the results of the last one you'd think.. erm.." Bul was starting to realize that maybe this was NOT planned out to the fullest?

"You've only been gone for a night, boil. What more was I supposed to hear from the Boogiemen besides 'prepare for injuries'? Do you think I didn't plan for things to be disastrous upon your return?" she swept an arm up to show the entirety of the gym. "Do you think I set it up this way on a whim? It isn't a fluke your classmates are here assisting with injuries."

Cricket turned from Demi and leaned into Bul, her face angrier and possibly even more intense than the time she had devoured him.

"How am I supposed to prepare myself for students coming into this tent and telling me..." she paused, looking to the Boogieman who stood on watch for any slip-ups, seeming to growl at him, then dropping her voice to a bare whisper;

"Tell me how I'm supposed to be prepared for students coming back telling me that I will never see my best friend ever again? The ghoul who suffered through the boredom of classes with me and was a big influence on the kind of person I have turned out to be? Tell me how I was supposed to know that, boil?"

While she didn't cry, her voice turned from anger, to pain.

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While the Nurse gave the Half beast treatment, it gave the hound time to do something stupid, Wag his tongue and essentially bark at the moon. Waiting, waiting was just not his specialty as he kicked his legs back and forth on the table he was laying on.

"I'm going to agree with you on that Bul, the whole situation just seemed to pop up out of nowhere." he mused quietly in the tent. "Not to mention that one Boogeyman that decided to come back to campus ahead of the others, wonder if he made it OK?" It was just him barking at the dark considering how from his point of view, it just looked like Nurse Cricket was hunched over and focused on her work with Bul, Must have been more serious than he thought.

PURPLE TENT

My, wasn't that an a tricky question to answer. Frowning, Seiji lifted one foot to rub along the opposite shin with his heel as he thought of how best to explain things. "After we went through those doors, I ended up in this big white room, and then we got sent.. I think maybe it was back in time, I'm not really sure. But there was a battle. We had to fight against false reapers to get to a tent so we could free a bunch of students, Jove and Calder included." He was still a little foggy on the details. "I thought you were there too.. The false reapers left though, without warning just vanished." He didn't bother mentioning having been injured by the whip, she'd see the gashes later.

"After we freed everyone the house started spitting out these monsters, and they did.. things. Our clothing all changed. First to frilly pi-" he paused, coughing, and decided to skip that detail. "Well they ended up as cookies, and then I guess something attacked us with water." Again, he wasn't entirely sure, the last attack had killed him. "Anyways, a lot our clothing didn't make it."

Malcom's arrival was a welcome distraction, and he offered the professor a thankful smile. Not just for seeing to his ghoulfriend, but for effectively ending his explanation of things that had happened on his end. He took the make shift sack from the ghoul without question, then stepped a little to the side so he wouldn't be in the way.

Vaith wandered over to them, and was immediately met with a happy smile, but it faded as Seiji noticed the deadpan stare. "What?" He sounded slightly affronted, but realized a second later why the reaper was looking at him so funny. "Look, you don't want to know, and it wasn't as if I had a choice." Defensive much?

A bit of hair drifted up and curled around his arm, and he glanced down at Junko, dark brows creasing. "Sir," he prompted to Malcom, glowing eyes flicking up to him. "What'd you give her?" Was that really just from painkillers? Jack ******** Skellington. She was blitzed out of her mind.

With a sigh he settled on catching bits of hair as they neared the teacher's face so he could finish bandaging the ghoul on the cot. He did glance up though when addressed, and his eyes widened at the instructions he was given, then further as Junko commented, giggling. He wisely ignored it, and instead nodded, taking the bandages. "I can handle that."

"Vaith, you alright?" He only just noticed the poor boil's hand, attention drawn to it by Junko's loopy joking. He'd asked, and he did care, but his attention slid inadvertently towards Bul and Cricket nearby.

"We don't choose for these things to happen. You should ask Hellma about it sometime." Despite Hellma being one terrifying b***h, it was interesting to hear Cricket actually talk about anybody as though she actually didn't just plan the field trips to turn into hell. She patted the half-beast's hand when he put it on her shoulder, seeming to be somewhat unbothered by it. She just shook her head.

"Besides, if it is such a pattern, why do you go, knowing it will turn out badly? There has to be a reason for that, right?"

With that, she turned to look at the Hellhound.

"Has Malcolm seen you yet, or do you need a once over?" she inquired to him.