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Christof tensed with excitement at the pat to the leg, his little wing fluttering again, and... and... and if anyone DOES get horribly maimed by accident, I will be there in an instant with my wheelbarrow, Mistress! He declared proudly.

The grass was lush, thick, and flowers sweet and welcoming for someone with that particular appetite for them. The Student Council sure knew how to lay out a spread.

A white mare was now grazing on their pretty lawn.

There was nothing notable about the freckled farm boy who wandered onto the scene except for the dog-sized tarantula lashed to his wrist and leading him along. Billy had made an effort to not wear the same flannel shirt he'd worn last time but he looked much the same in dingy baggy denim and a floppy hat pulled down to obscure his eyes.

"Oh Billy lookit the hole." Estelle stopped on the edge, many eyes taking in the milling students, and she reared excitedly when a few enthusiastic people leapt in.

"M'not jus' jumpin in a hole, Stelle." The boil leaned back, the web leash getting taught to indicate he wouldn't just be dragged down into the darkness. Not alone anyway.

Well well, there was actually live grass here. somewhat raggedy looking, but what did he care, he was a goat. In fact, he was really curious about those little flowers scattered in the grass. Billy stopped short noticing someone grazing on the grass. Well, it must not taste too bad, right? He licked his lips before asking.
"Hey, ah, the flowers taste any good?" he didn't want to try it if they were nasty. He was distracted by someone calling his name. After glancing back towards the dingy rabbit it was apparent someone was unhappy with their familiar. Billy watched the tarantula try to tug it's master down the hole. Really, why not enjoy what was up here a bit first? He decided to take pity and try to distract the spider, maybe.
"M'name's Billy...."
Oh wow, that was weak.

Well the distraction had worked, and not worked at the same time. Billy watched the other boil unwrap himself while giving a polite smile to the spider. He wondered what the boil thought of him, it was rare to get a bit more of a relaxed reaction out of any non demon meeting a new demon for the first time.
Then again this kid did seem fresh off the farm, which meant goats most likely, which meant his goat-appearance was doing what it was originally meant to, lul one into a sense of security.
His smile broadened at the others question.
"It's good to make your acquaintance as well. I'm Billy Goat." he didn't think the last name elaboration was odd at all. Otherwise Billy and Billy may get confusing. In any case it wasn't like he was giving out his true name or any of that.

Now this was a strange place. It seemed the area had been transformed almost. Kiwi stepped around the strange, grim bushes, staring closely at the bloody flowers. Some seemed almost familiar, perhaps taken from the Famine gardens?? ... But this was unlike anything he had seen. Could Conquest have had a hand in decorating this?? ...

Billy stuck his tongue out of the side of his mouth as he attempted to write on his slip of paper. "Billy... Goat.." He glanced up. "Goat? F'real? Heh. Cool." The reaper laughed a moment. "Sorry m'doin a scavenger hunt thing."

Estelle, who had a knack for being quiet while he boil talked, had been lurking around the edge of the rabbit hole. She took tentative reaching steps but never did more without Billy's okay. The tarantula skittered back to them. Her sweet feminine voice and rambling, friendly chatter belayed the general oddity and fright of her large size. "Are you a student here, Billy? We're trying to get enrolled. This is our second time visiting. Sooooo exciting."