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Now that they had revealed themselves, Pepin had very little trouble recognizing Cat and Aislin. The glitch ghost never forgot a face and these two had been chatting her up on groanspring just a few weeks prior to the Open House.

"Are you two related? Have you known each other very long? I don't think I've seen you around Halloween Town," Pepin huffed as she approached the pair.

They were ghosts like her and she felt it very necessary to involve herself in their web of relationships. Otherwise she'd find herself having a really hard time fitting in. (Or so she assumes) From the corner of her noise-filled eyes Pepin spotted a very interesting boil creeping around the entrance and shot him a devilish smile. "Well join us, peeper~" she teased.

So many ghosts! If his grin could have grown larger it would have. If not for the visitor's passes he'd have wanted to throw himself into the middle of the ghosty goodness and spin around. It was a secret wish of his to have ghosts pass through him. For what reason? None other than experience.

A rather petite patchwork girl bumped into him and he barely moved from his spot besides another ruffle of his wings. He'd been filing the names away in his head. Aislin. Cat. He blinked his large golden eyes simultaneously down on the girl. "They are very cute.." His words came out like hiss almost, mixed with a grated laugh. His tone was rather creepy, as was his manner, but there was nothing aggressive or negative about his behaviour. This was the premium place for creepy after all!

"I don't know them. No. Who are you?" His hands folded over each other in front of him as if he were thinking and then he offered one, very politely as he was taught, to the petite girl.

"I am Ulmuka Knobwalker." His tilted head seemed to bobble back into a normal position. "And hello to you ladies as well!" His unnerving stillness disappeared in a flash when he circled through the ghouls around him and he daintily lifted their hands. Each received a bowed head and a dangerous clack of the teeth above their flesh (and maybe a sniffing sound? was he smelling them?) but he was not so presumptuous to kiss their hands.

He even reached out to the strange boy with many tails who walked past, talking to himself. "Hello.. hello.." He peered at the boy with his currently unblinking eyes. "Who are you?"

So many books....!

Kallos found himself staring as he walked into the library, his eyes following the bookcases into the darkness. So many books, and they were all, well almost all (due to the fact that some were flying high above reach and others looked a bit on the unstable and snapping sides), at the student's fingertips. Closing his dark eyes for a moment, the slight Haunt breathed in the scent of the old bound books, ink and paper... It was a familiar smell, and it made him feel at home.

At this point, Kallos would just want to attend the school for this amazing library. Even now, in his mind he was, for lack of a better comparison, squealing like a schoolgirl over how many books there were available.

Gripping his notebook tightly to his chest, the little ghost finally noticed there was many others standing around and talking. Surprisingly, there actually was a few ghosts too. In any case, maybe he could just slip by them and get to those marvelous books. After all, he'd have to take as many notes on what the Academy could offer before he left. Trying not to make much noise or get attention pulled to himself, he began inching his way toward the bookshelves.

A little bird had told him a certain banshee was haunting the library, and Seiji was keen to get there before her flighty interests carried her elsewhere. It was only a matter of time with this ghoul. It was exciting being able to see her again after such a long time, though at the same time there was a sliver of apprehension. They'd wandered together for quite a long time before she'd up and vanished on him with nary a word of warning. Just gone, out of the blue. He'd searched, of course, but there had been no sign nor hint of where the ghoul had gone. So recently departed, and knowing no one, the jikininki had not been happy about it.

It wasn't long after he met his "parents". A nice older couple of stationary spokes that took him and treated him as a son. They'd made a great life for, but had always wondered about the sharp toothed banshee and where she'd gotten off to.

Wandering into the library, the ghost paused to listen, picking up on the most varied collection of voices, and headed that way. If she was anything like he remembered then she'd likely be with a group, the center of attention perhaps.

And there she was. Blonde hair, pale skin, and very little covering it. He paused on the edge of the group, glancing in turn to each of the ghosts around her, then turned back to Aislin. "Ash."

A dangerously high pitched giggled tittered from Aislin as Ulmuka took her hand and snapped at it, not a bit bothered by the light sniffle she'd received afterwords. Her shoulders hunched slightly and she brought her free hand up to cover her toothy grin coyly. "Ulmuka, that's a cute name. What are you, though?" Unabashedly she circled around the boil, trailing a hand across his shoulder. With both of them she stroked along the curve of his wings. "What lovely plummage you have, Ul-Mu-Ka~"

As she said each syllable of his name she petted over his feathers. Ducking back around in front of him she leaned... a little too far. With a little yelp she stumbled and reached out to grasp at the front of his shirt. Jack this STUPID visitors pass! Reaching up she was just about to yank it off or crumple it up or something when.

"Ash."

"Seiji!" An ear splitting squeal followed as Aislin bounded over towards the second familiar face she'd seen that day. Throwing her arms around the boil's neck she hugged him tightly, feet kicking up off the ground to hang off of him. "I missed you! I was hoping I'd see you here today! They're still working on my stupid papers before I can stay here. It's horrible not being able to do anything!"

Muka started to giggle himself as Aislin circled him and even more so when she sort of fell into him. Of course she was a ghost and barely weighed a thing.

"I'm a strix." He puffed his wings out just a bit with pride, of course not too much! He didn't want to knock anyone over. His head once more tilted as the ghost girl flung herself onto another boil. He had no feelings about it whatsoever except that it was awfully nice that she already had so many friends!

Then he smelled it. Even if his preference was for FEAR there was no denying his primal owl urges. His head turned, facing almost all the way behind him. His nose twitched and his teeth clacked again.. and again. Oh he was excited.

His body turned to fit the orientation of his head and the owl-like teen eased his way over to Sybaline and the other boy. He put a lanky arm around Syb's shoulder, liking the way she tasted in the air but also because she seemed like she wouldn't mind. He didn't know her at all but to him, this seemed okay.

"I smell mice." His eyes stared at Joachim and his teeth clacked once more. He looked like he would devour the boy any minute. "Hello." His smile grew again. "I'm Ulmuka, you can call me Muka if you like. I don't want to interrupt.. but I also like your clothes... and I smell mice on you." A giggle slipped between his teeth.