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When Patchy went down, Gargantuan did his best to make sure he stayed down--and, of course, immediately set about to awkwardly grooming the poor boy's head. That involved his big, blunt tongue idly pushing itself through the undead's hair, at least until he felt as though he'd 'calmed' Patchy down some. Thankfully, at least for Christof's sake, the swamp beast paused in surprise as he felt arms around him, and did his best to peer over one shoulder until he caught sight of someone decidedly purple.

Wait for it. Waaaait for it.

"Riiiiiiiiileeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!" The swamp beast forgot all about poor Christof and wormed with delight, trying to twist about so he could better cuddle his good friend. Of course, his ear fins twitched sharply at the sound of his name, and he paused once to wave happily at Junko (thank goodness for short-term memory), and then blinked at Amrita.

"Patchy was gonna hit someone." He said worriedly, but then brightened when he realized just who the tiny girl was. "Ammmriiiitaaaa. Hi." He cautiously shifted a little to let Patchy up, but gave him a stern nudge with his nose before he did. "No hittin' people with rocks. G knows it hard. G wants to eat people sometimes, but that's bad. No bad things, kay?"

Kay.

Israfel thought whoever had the idea was a genius. Pure genius. Grabbing a bottle, (or two) of siper cider, the siren was on his marry way to the location of the Truth or Dare. When he arrived...it wasn't what he'd been expecting. It looked more like a brawl was going to happen. Pretty chaotic. Then the siren realized a very important fact.
It was just his classmates. They were always kind of like that. Wild and crazy. Israfel smiled, enjoying the way something didn't change, even after the whole snow filled trauma. Still with bottles in his arms and under his coat, he was unsure of what to do. Timidly he called out, "Um, I brought booze?"

Riley didn't seem necessarily unhappy when G twisted around to gather her up in his arms. It was difficult to be awkward around someone like G - especially after his tendencies towards physical affection from their last meeting.

She heard Christof's thoughts from underneath G, and peeked under G's arm to get a good look at the patchwork. Save you? Are you hurt? She didn't quite get what was wrong with having a giant sea monster on top of you. She did, however, worry that perhaps the weight might have hurt some of the more delicate stitchings on Christof. G, he won't be hitting anyone. I promise. He's a good boy.

Her eyes lifted when she heard Israfel's voice, but her brow furrowed at the booze in his hands. Oh, so it was going to be that kind of party. Maybe she shouldn't stay after all..

Two more students arrived, a pair of ghouls; the small one she had seen many times though she'd never really had a chance to actually meet her yet. What was her name? She'd heard Cricket say it when announcing pairings for Sex Ed. Amelia? Rena? Am...rita? Amrita? Right! Amrita! She waved to the ghoul as she arrived, blinking and pausing a moment to just stare at a glimpse of...something glowing behind her. What was that? "What's that? Ah...do you know you're being followed, Miss?" Junko asked the undead ghoul with a slight frown of concern, looking from the creature to Amrita and back again. It...was..was that a dragon? She'd never seen anything like it! She wave from G caught her eye and tore her attention away from the little dragon to the giant green monster, smiling and waving back to him. He seemed happy again! That was good, very good. Oh, wait. He wasn't happy anymore. Patchy? Who was he...going to hit?

Junko frowned with worry and glanced toward Christof who was being released by G, catching someone else in the corner of her eye. Hmmm? Who was this? She turned her head fully to see who was approaching them now, gasping with delight and clapping her hands. "Your pajamas are adorable!" Junko cried, her eyes wide and a huge smile on her face. How cuuuuute! Did it even have a hood for a head? That'd be perfect! Just perfect! Cuuuuuuute!

At least she hadn't been the only one coming with the thought of 'booze' on the mind. It would definitely have been a plus to this night. She had nodded her agreement on 'calling someone's bluff'.

... ...

And it would definitely help smooth her current predicament over. Whoops! "Candlejack! Sorry! I was just trying to avoid getting hit with his tail." She gestured towards the big green one. "I didn't hurt you, did I?" Suddenly this became important and not the fact she was sitting in some boys lap. A boy she had just met, jackdamnit! Usually it was at least polite to wait and get to know them first, right? Although she could at least admit to herself he was cute...

"Er...umm...nice to meet you, Ren." She got out in a sheepish voice. Those violet eyes glanced back at him once before widening and following the source of a new voice that had just announced they had brought booze. Oh skulls that would be great right now!

"Er," said Ren, looking up at LW, vaguely. "You were trying to get away from who's tail?"

He glanced around her, attempting to figure out who exactly she was talking about, and caught sight of something large and green - a student? - before LW shifted and red hair smacked him in the face.

"Not an unusual reaction," he said, pushing the scarlet strands from his eyes. "And no, you didn't hurt me. I'm just fine, thank you for asking. Do you make a habit of sitting in people's laps when you're trying to get away from things? Not that I particularly mind; I mean, you're pretty light so you're not squashing me or anything. And it's not like you were trying to be awkward by leaping into my lap. Unless you were, and if that's the case, then you're a very odd person indeed."

The word booze floated over to them, and Ren turned his head, his attention drawn to the blue haired boy who had just arrived. "Hey!" he called out to Israfel. "Feel up to sharing the wealth there?"


[[ Ren you talk too much ]]

Junko smiled and scoot over a bit, patting beside her to give the ghoul an invitation to sit. Ooh! So it did have a hood! That was just darling! The seamstress's attention was caught and wouldn't be letting go anytime soon. "That's adorable, I love it! Did you make it yourself?" She wanted to know. Was this another student for her to sew with? She would love that! When the ghoul asked what was going on Junko shrugged a bit.

"I guess Cora and Morton," Junko pointed to them as she named them for the ghoul's benefit in case she didn't know who they were. "Got bored. So they set up this game of truth or dare and set up posters around the school to let us know. Uhhh...she brought snacks and drinks.." She pointed to female avarice demon. "And...Israfel...brought booze." Junko didn't sound surprised that Isra had brought it; what she wanted to know was how he got it.

There seemed to be a small stream of students making it to the gathering. Behind them was Nyyrikki, his hood pulled loosely over his head and a piece of paper gripped in his marked hand. He looked over the gathering with raised brows. He knew none of the boils and ghouls. Not that that would stop him. He'd heard enough on his way down to know that this was Truth or Dare, and he was far to interested to be chased away by a little stranger danger.

He held up the paper, which could now no longer be read due to it's crumpled nature, but was obviously one of Cora's. "Mind if I join?"