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...Okay, this deja-vu was getting really, really weird. Frowning in confusion, she did get back up, did get back in line, and did it all over again. Though, this time, she looked completely baffled the next time she sat down in front of the ghoul.

It seemed highly coincidental to Bul that there were so many people attempting yet freak accidents kept them all from winning. He observed Jericho until the dragon had finally won and then proceeded to converse with Levi. Turning his head he smiled. It was good to see that he hadn't taken the chair falling in as any sort of malice. Bul was certain that the first time his tail wasn't the culprit. Every which incident after that was a complete mystery. It could've even been a minipet squirming about the feet of the other students waiting in line.

After Jericho came Petro, another fitness club attendee. Unfortunately he too had bad luck with the stool only Bul could see as the horse boil charged away that he had been picked on by gnomes. Even the Vetala ghoul was having trouble.

"Sheesh Levi, are you just summoning all this bad luck or...?" he shook his head. Maybe he really just beat all the gnomes by being first in line? Bul considered trying again just to see but waited around the line to see who else was up for the challenge.

((I might have him roll again next post but not for prizes or anything just IC))

Damien was quietly watching everyone steeping up to test their mettle against the over exhuberant ghoul. Frankly he was more interested in the bowl on candy that was near all the wrestling, sneaking another finger into the bowl to grab a hold of a morsel to nibble on.

His eyes caught the sight of a couple of students he never really noticed before, Petro whom he saw here and there in random areas, but the ghoul, the ghoul he never saw before. Her legs were the more interesting part of her figure considering that the hellhound couldn't even bend his own limbs in such a manner. He did pause to wonder if he could ask her more about herself and her limbs, but there was always the chance she was sensitive about the subject. It could wait for another day.

Right now it was strength and candy....... and pies from the look at it. He did look around to see where the assailant could be, probably a mischievous gnome, be that as it may, it was unforgivable. He paid close attention to the ghoul who had such excellent manners, like the ghouls he knew from home. "Yep friendly, 'cept for the odd stool and pies flying at people." he said before grabbing another piece to nibble on, holding out another piece in front of Jove. "Here, try one Jove. Oh, me LW? ah, it's not my kinda thing." he said simply, trying to not get goaded into trying it fom everyone, he could feel Levi's stare, waiting for him to sit down for a go.

Damien was still sure she had her trusty frying pan underneath there. The frying pan was surely behind all the odd things happening, it must have been possessed he mused to himself. "Oh I'm a hellhound LW, and you?" he asked with a tilt of his head and a ear twitch. There were so many canine student's here, he wanted to meet them all, might as well take the chance that came here.

She couldn't keep from giggling at him. "Odd stool and flying pies?" The she-wolf glanced around to see if there was something she was completely missing. But no, it seemed what the boil said was true. Odd was definitely the right word to use. She also eyed the candy he kept grabbing up pieces of. It looked good and she was never one to pass up something sweet and sugary! LW followed his lead and snagged a couple pieces, sniffing it before plopping one in her mouth. It was sweet and slightly chewy, but oh so good!

"Ah, a shame. Guess I'll just have to give it a go instead." The she-wolf caught the look on the pup's face and laughed. "What? I can't ask if you want to try it too?" Her tail swished and her smile was teasing. "Fine! Both of you. I'll go give it a shot for the three of us then. Not my fault if I lose." LW really didn't care if she won or lost. It looked like fun and she wanted to meet this new ghoul.

Before jumping into the line, she paused and smiled at Demi. "Ah, a hellhound. Definitely a pleasure indeed to meet a fellow canine. And me?" Her tail flicked. "I'm a werewolf." With another ruffled pat to Jove's head, LW jumped into the line to take a shot at this arm wrestling. When she was finally up, she smiled at the ghoul. "Hi there, nice to meet you!"

There was something about the ghoul's good-natured goading that struck little Jove in a way that neither of the other canines' jests could. For such a tiny pup he had a huge and rather delicate pride, and the suggestion that LW was going to fight his battles for him just rubbed him the wrong way. Not that he was offended by Levi, it just meant he now had something to prove.

He frowned, and stuck out his little chest in a way that said "I don't need anyone to stand up for me," and the moment the line had cleared he sat down at the stool. Jove was going to try this arm wrestling thing, and maybe win, and feel less like a little runty weakling. And then he realized that stool was too short.

He scowled over the counter, thwarted by his own diminutive stature.

All the oversized grumpiness left Jove's demeanor as he watched Levi's expression. It seemed she was pleased, but... not going to fight just yet?

His good ear perked, his bad ear twitched forward slightly, and he watched as Levi pulled something out from behind the stall. He began to have second thoughts about this whole thing, if she could haul a box that heavy out... He doubted he could even lift it. But he was still going to give it a try.

Giving up now would be even worse than having not stepping up in the first place!

With a frown that was a little more forced and a little less determined, Jove clambered up onto the 'fixed' stool and gave the game his best shot.

Yer more than welcome, LW. Dorm door's always open! Its amazin' ta know I'm not tha only rough ghoul 'round. Ma town ain't got rough ghouls save fer me. She nodded to show this was truth. Yer welcome ta have a'nother go too. She waved back when LW moved aside and went on with adjusting the stool and such.

The match with Jove was a win to the underdog. Levi grinned widely at the puppy boil and got up to lean over the counter, giving his hair a tussle. See? Yer stronger than ya know! Ya'll should be proud ya got that sorta drive fer improvement. One day, I can see ya roughin' up boils twice yer size with that sorta strength. She leaned back to her space behind the stand N' don't let any other folk tell ya otherwise! With a stern brow, she waved a finger as she said this. The boil obviously fought his shyness to attempt fighting for himself. That was winning for Levi in and of itself; then came the power to boot! She couldn't help but wonder if small hands had some sort of advantage in this game...

Jove seemed shocked at first as he wiggled out of LW's hug, he didn't think it would have been possible. He wasn't that strong! The surprise was followed closely by suspicion. It was easier for him to believe Levi had let him win. She could have taken it easy on him because he was smaller than the others, but her enthusiasm about his win seemed genuine, and he may not have liked the hair ruffling but it and her words made him feel a little... proud.

She even thought he could eventually stand up to boils twice his size? The pup looked around at the three of them congratulating him, and his tail gave a hesitant, shy wag. Maybe he could believe he actually won fair and square, at least for a little bit. It was a surprisingly good feeling.