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Leon listened to the ghoul talk about the reason as to why there were so many petition booths up with a careful ear, keeping in mind the name of that Gym instructor. He was surprised to hear that they had gym out here too, and he would be lying if he said it didn't pique his interest.

The Vampire rested on his haunches just to make sure he was able to look at the ghoul in the eye and not at the crown of her pink hair, was that color even natural here he wondered. "So, what's the gym like? do you all train? is there a workout room, or sparring? Is there boxing here?" he started to ramble out in a fast paced jumble of words, practically bouncing on his feet as his eyes light up in interest.

Your getting distracted Meathead, less gym, more floresce.

Leon let out a quiet cough as he turned his gaze away from the ghoul, feeling like an idiot for already breaking his character. "Sorry got excited, I guess you can say that things never work out the way you intended it to be. he replied back before giving the ghoul a pat on the shoulder with the long arms that came with his tall golem body.

"That's the spirit, keep that chin up and keep fighting." he said with a tone of encouragement, much like his old sensei used to tell him a lifetime ago. maybe wise advice could still cross borders. "Now, if only I could take some of my own advice" He muttered to himself before turning to face the furry next to him.

"Oh so we're in the same boat eh Cat?" he queried back, staring at the tail that came alive from behind the boil like a cobra. "Cept i'm not covered in sparkly junk." he joked back. "So, when are you going to get into this school?" he asked with the flick of his hand and flicking off a stray piece of glitter that landed on his shirt with disdain.

The new arrival of the other boil threw Leon for a loop as he jumped back onto his feet at full height. "Holy je-jack, where did you come from?" he asked maybe a little too hastily for his own tastes, almost forgetting that he was indeed, in enemy territory, no matter how friendly they were acting.

Faint crossed his arms over his chest, trying to cover himself at least somewhat. If everything he had available to him weren't covered in glitter, he'd certainly be wearing a shirt. "Thank you Lizzy," he smiled politely at her. "I'll be enrolled whenever they decide to enroll me," he shrugged slightly in response to the vampire's question. "It suppose it's only a matter of time. My brothers both went to Amityville and graduated."

He'd be third in line, so he was a little less concerned about his acceptance than he probably should have been. Honestly, he had no guarantees of getting in to the school at all, let alone getting in soon.

Everyone but the glitter boil had spoke to him, and he'd failed to respond. Upon this sound realization dread began to settle upon him, strike one. Social outcast was not something he'd want to write home about though he'd have to in any case if he succeed in becoming an outcast. Outcast was better then reject though. He had to comfort himself with that thought. He nodded before figuring out what he needed to say having soundly or rather mostly wrapped up his conversation with the demoness though it was sure to continue for he had no plan on stopping the chat.

The reaper ghoul had patted his back, and such had received a startled look for her informality. Relax she had said. Sadly this was a thing easier said then done. Socializing was never something that had been easy nor had it been something he found pleasurable. Even among his many siblings, Seth was the oddball single child and had in so kept to himself. He was in good company if the ghoul could be trusted and a small part of him said she could. "Thank you" He inclined his head to the ghoul Hel trying to relax as she had suggested but he'd only seemed to do so marginally

The vampire boil's reaction did aid Seth in relaxing though for he started him though he wasn't too pleased that between both other boils present that he was rather small. He frowned and then decided he'd respond to his question. "I am unsure what exactly you seek to discover from your very vague question, however I came from over there past that glitter house everyone feels the need to enter, I also came from my mother though I'd think by this time in your life you'd potentially know that. Though the mechanics of reapers are different from creatures that are created its mostly the same process." He nodded his head slightly pleased with his response to the boil, Leon, believing it made the point and answered his question covering at least two of the possible answers he could have been searching for.

He shook his head and listened to all that the demoness had to say. She was quite nice, and he decided he liked her. She would make pleasant company. Mac, Mot, and Shun. He'd have to take note of those names, they were reapers like he so he was sure he'd eventually stumble across them in the dormitory. "I'll be sure to try and find them then" He was pleased that he'd chosen this booth to start. The Demoness Lizzy was very helpful indeed. "So you've been here almost a year, so you know about the professors right? Who would you suggest be avoided?" Small talk good. That was a question you'd ask a fellow student right? I mean it would only make sense to ask... right? He shuffled his feet as doubt drifted through his thoughts making him feel even small then the other boils. He had no hope. He'd get tall sure but he'd yet to hit that growth spurt that would kick him up to his brothers height, and if his brothers were anything to go by he'd stay thin so he'd be a bean stalk.

A game though! He must focus on the game that the demoness had set out. Can's? They were to shot cans. It was odd though not something he'd ever done before so he could give it a chance.

8, 10, 10, 2, 8, 6, 8, 4, 8, 6, 8, 8, 4 = 13 Even Numbers

He stared in awe at what he'd done. Who would have thought he'd do so well, least he thought he'd done well it being his first time. 13 out of 20 cans. The Game had done the trick at least he wasn't so worried with doubt anymore.

Mini Pets :: Prof. Cadmus

"~Indeed it is rather exciting~" Pepin giggled insatiably in response to Lizzy's prior statement while her rigid body condensed before the booth. Honest, she felt exuberant to be at this place and already meeting a teacher of the Academy as well as prospective students. While she wasn't quite yet enrolled ((lies)) she had been accepted for the upcoming year.

"And so many of these booths.. they are all for students already attending? Are you a Hob??" Pepin curiously sauntered next to Lizzy and clasped her shadowy hands together. Noise-filled eyes batted sweetly to the ghoul and even if she weren't of senior status, though she was an upperclassman, Pepin would respect her either way. She knew how this student government thing ran.. sorta. Popularity contest. Only those who were of utmost importance at the school got voted in, or so she assumed. "A game??"

Now realizing she was late to the party, or otherwise right on time in this case, she bounced excitedly until the airguns were left on the table and when one was available to her reach she grabbed it with unnecessary carelessness and spun it slowly on a finger. "So we just-"

POP


POP POP

The ghoul was shooting arbitrarily into the group and yiped at each shot fired leaving her only 17 rounds in the gun. "Oh my!" Embarrassed, the ghost turned to the targets and attempted knocking them down, this time making an actual effort not to squeal and miss.

((minis: king inversitle))

Leon was a bit put off at the tiger furry's personality, it was akin to the animals that bear the same markings in the zoo. As long as he didn't try to pee on him or scratch his golem's eyes out, it was all good. "I see, so its a rite of passage in your family I assume?" he asked without missing a beat from Faint's passive aggressive statement.

It was a shame that he couldn't write down notes in this body to keep for later, well because soon enough after 24 hours, it was going to go Kaboom or something given from what Sensei Cael and the doctor were talking about. The information these students were giving out seemed like such a gold mine to the boxer.

He kinda tuned the other boil out once he started to get into that monotone voice that teachers used to lull their charges to sleep, only to slam a book down to wake them up and give them detention like they had often done to himself. Everything he said just went in one ear of the hunter in disguise, and out the other. "Uh, yeah." he said lamely to Seth, not wanting to snub the person off.

However Lizzy just had his eye as she started to tell little bits and pieces of the academy's physical training programs that had him so very interested, awaiting every syllable that she'd utter to him. It was almost a shame that they would die by his or his allies hands one day, but for now, he'd let them live their pitiful little lives before the dissections.

Maybe the faint creature could be used as his personal punching bag.

"Uh, I guess you can say I want to learn more about this place before deciding, babe." he said in response to her question, adding whatever charm he could to his vampiric form, in case they were catching on to his ruse. "That sounds pretty physical and interesting, any idea why their training so hard?" he asked again with a feint of confusion and a tilt of his chiseled jaw.

He took note of the game that lizzy was trying to promote for her booth, at least for the extra exposure. Not to mention the other booths that were running for various positions had their own gimmicks to lure people in.

"Its high school all over again." he muttered silently to himself before picking up one of the air guns with a frown.

Guns. It just HAD to be a firearm of sorts. Leon knew his score when it came to using them, the gun: 2 , himself: 0. And from the looks of it, its was going 3-nil.

He spent a bit of time looking over the gun and noticing the other ghoul that was next to liz, from behind the trigger of then gun, with her frail thumbs up. Well He did have a part to play, and vampire were indeed charismatic.

He took a look that the ghoul behind a quirked eyebrow before placing the gun he was holding out to her and taking her hand and placing it over the trigger. "Aw, no need to stay on the sidelines, why don't you try it as well?" he grinned behind a casual flick of his hand and smoothing out his hair with the sharp nails. "I'm Leoward." he said after a moment of silence, forgetting about the Fish yet again.

Tess seemed a tad bit stunned that the other vampire acknowledged her. The stunned expression quickly turned into a blush, or the undead equivalent thereof at his offer to have a go at the game. "I-I'm Maritess, but you can call me Tess if you like. A-and I'm fine, I'm not really very good at games," she shyly explained, recalling her disastrous performance at Karaoke. Still, she made it a point to emerge from behind the booth, hoping that her lack of legs would not be so off-putting to the vampire boil.

"B-but if you insist..." she picked up an airgun and hoped she didn't shoot anything but the targets with it. Unknown to her that that was a certain someone's specialty.

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When Before was helped to his feet, he just pretty much stood there, jaw gaping up at the <********> When the NEAT-O spoke and the pixel bits fell off like glitter, he couldn't help himself but try to reach out and see if he could touch them. What did they feel like? COULD he even touch them!? 8DDDDDD

"Dude, you are like, like, like, TOTES I DON'T HAVE THE WORDS!!!"

Careful, Before, don't sympathize with them. You heard your superior's warning. That was more than just concern for Before. It was jealousy on the weapon's part.

Unfortunately, Before was too wrapped up in his curiosity and propensity to fan-boy. Or was it fan-ghoul? "Can you move again? Just a bit? PLEEEEEEEAAAAAASE?" Before had no idea if Imps normally acted this way because right now he was too busy going 8DDDDDDDDD at the NEAT-O.

((ooc: spoke with Dragain, and she said it's okay, so Dante, please post your minipet username :3 ))

Maritess was startled with the results of her shooting. She... she did it! Oh my! She could hardly believe it and she wouldn't even have attempted it if Leoward hadn't invited her. She hoped Lizzy wouldn't mind if she gave the prize to him, would she? "I-I feel a bit bad for getting something when I wasn't even going to so, u-uh... would you want it?" she offered.

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Before's head bobbed rapidly, maybe a little too rapidly because he was suddenly dizzy. Must be a side-effect of being in the golem, he thought. Yes, Before, clearly it's a side-effect and not a result of you, oh, IDK, bobbing your head too fast? You think? He reached with his hands to still his noggin, still keeping his eyes trained on the NEAT-O, maybe he should ask what to call her?

"Yeah! Like that, Neat-O! Can I call you that? 'Cuz you're way Neat-O!" he chattered excitably. "How do you do that? Th-the fuzzy, flickery, static-y thing? Does all of you do that?" 8OOOOOO

He was just fascinated with her. It also didn't help that he missed television thanks to the severely limited amount of technology the Hunters possessed :<<<<<<<

((lol ok, S/N: Bloodlust))

Leon watched on in his little disguise feeling quite smug over being able to make horrible creatures blush. until she came out from behind the stand.

She had no legs.

No legs. Legsless, sans stockings.
Well if that wasn't interesting.

Stop gawking meathead. He managed to stop staring at the missing half of the ghoul and back to her face. It was no big deal, she couldn't wear pants, so what? he would half to act indifferent about it.

Even if it did indeed make him uncomfortable. "Why, I'd be honored." he said in reply, offering his hand out to her.

Your going to burn it when you get home if it stays with you huh?

He gave the spirit a slight nod of the head as his only sense of recognition to his words. "Now if only I could find out where to get those Floresces, my night would be complete."