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West rounded the corner into some sort of standoff. He sighed. Being the sort of wrath demon he was, he was all for violence, but somehow it was less than satisfying when it was mindless. He held out his hands. "Savior, uh, canya not rippis arms off, please? He'snotta Marrowstripe." West sort of wished he knew what she had seen and heard in the fog so he could counteract it somehow but he really had no idea. Hell, maybe male Marrowstripes smelled like bacon. How was he supposed to stop her from smelling a fake smell? He refrained from trying to ask her what she thought Damien smelled like.

Squinting his eyes, West attempted to peer around Savior to see who was standing behind her. It was someone he recognized from the last mandatory class trip, but for the life of him, West couldn't remember the boil's name.

(( muahahahaaa i have edited the doll stuff to include 98% less movement peasmaster <3<3 ))

Where were they all running off to now? She didn't really need the infirmary. Sure she was hurt but could the ghost even die again? "Na I'll come too, West, don't want Savior killing any other students right?" Holly made off to the west wing as well.

She came up behind and saw all the commotion in the hallway. The other new student with them looked new. He was on the same boat that she was perhaps? Holly came up next to Savior as well. "It's all alright. We'll tell ya if anyone is bad, ok?" Maybe that way she wouldn't just attack everyone?

"Mmm hmm," the demon replied. It was unclear whether he was acknowledging Damien's thanks or agreeing with his wish to investigate, but knowing West, it was likely the latter. Either way, there was no time like the present to keep moving, especially when the alternative was standing in the hallway of an abandoned school watching old paint flake off of the walls.

He took a couple of steps forward and tugged open the door to room 102, noticing Holly for the first time since she'd arrived and giving her a nod. "I'll be'in'ere," he said. He held the door propped open with one shoeless foot while he looked around just inside for something to keep it from closing all the way.

Aurian hesitated when Bul asked where they should go. Either direction was equally valid, most likely. They wouldn't have a clue what rooms might contain information or useful tools without looking.

One of the students took off first. It wasn't someone Aurian knew, so while she worried about the boy going off alone - what a terrible idea! - it wasn't enough to send her chasing after him.

Apparently it was enough to send Saviour after him, though, which meant first West and then Damien chased after Saviour. Holly gave chase. "Wha-?" Aurian gaped after the fleeing portion of their group. "Honestly, boys." Because despite the fact that Saviour and Holly had also left, it was a boy who'd started the problem.

Aurian made a vexed noise and then chased after Holly. She quickly caught up to the others, who had stopped the boy - Raziel, he said his name was - and were now exploring.

"A paper?" she asked, catching the end of Raziel's conversation. "Yes, I'd like to see that. Anyone else?"

She entered the room that Raziel had spoken off, noting a faded '101' on the door.


[Aurian chooses West Wing. ]

It was quiet.. The only sounds that could be heard, was the sound of their own foot steps and the distant sounds of other students spreading out to search the school. She was so used to amityville booming with life, and constant chatter. This place was eerily quiet.. It was almost nerve wracking..

Pausing in her steps, she turned on her heel to face Bul. "Probably.. But the infirmary is in the east wing, and if you need new bandages.." Looking over his wounds once again, she shortly returned her attention back to his face. "I'm not sure.. Do you think we should go to west wing? Or.. Should we stop by the infirmary first, and then follow after the others then?" Whatever he decided, she would go along with. It wasn't even to be said if they would find anything of use to treat his wounds. From what she had seen on the map, they weren't too far off from arriving at the infirmary, but.. If something happened to the others, they might not make it to them in time.. It was tough decision to make.

Jove heard the soft footsteps echoing in the silent corridors, and familiar voices, but it wasn't until Seiji mentioned "pillow fight" that he popped his head out from his hiding place, perked ears and everything. He had safely stowed himself and the others behind several stacks of dusty, school-standard chairs, complete with a broken fold-up table leaning against the front of them. Trotting over to meet up with Seiji, Junko, and the two newcomers, he seemed quite proud of himself. Nobody had gone crazy or died on his watch!

But no sooner were they reunited than Tomoko decided to look around somewhere else. Jove would have felt more comfortable with the older students around, but there was no way he could let Tomoko wander off on her own. But they wouldn't be long, would they? He could make sure they caught up to Seiji and the rest soon, right?

The pup whined ever so slightly... And decided he had better stay with the young kitsune and explore the lockers, regardless of what the others did. However, he desperately hoped one of the older and more capable students decided to hang back with them.

The walk with Raziel had been awkward and silent, even up until they entered the school. It was confusing, but he no longer was covered in Joy. No tinsel, no candy canes -- just regular old Raziel. Sarias too. She was no longer pink, glittery, and snuggling a rainbow colored unicorn.. but Colette still didn't trust her. What had happened?

Upon entering, a piece of paper on the floor distracted Colette. Lately, scraps that looked useless had actually contained information. After reading it, she decided it wasn't actually useful and was just some old notebook paper. However, when she looked up, she was alone! There was no Raziel in sight. She was on her own now.

Maybe... maybe if I wait, Raziel will come back, Colette thought. Yeah -- he would come back, right? Waiting, Colette hummed to herself and watched several students leave on their own. The more that went by, the less confident she felt in her friend returning. Well.. it couldn't hurt to look through the lockers for supplies while I waited.

Supplies were her entire reason for choosing the town, and she was pretty hungry -- maybe there was something to eat. The Reaper started exploring the lockers at random, hoping for something useful. Though, the levels of damage the lockers had made her feel less than hopeful. Plus, how long had the place been abandoned? But.. if there was something that looked even edible..

((Colette's HP: 25))

The ghost was, understandably, torn. The youngest of their group wanted to stay and poke around in the lockers, while his best and Mei needed medical supplies, and if they were to be found anywhere, it was the east wing. Claws playing lightly over the back of Junko's hand, Seiji internal debated with himself on the best course of action. Finally, with a resolved sort of sigh, the jikininki rounded his shoulders, reaching out so he could catch a hold of the little whisp's scarf to reel him in. "Hey, Bul and Mei are injured and need my help, so I need you to player leader again for Momo, alright? Both of you keep your ears peeled, if you hear anything other then us, I want you to hide."

He stared down at the other ghost, expression serious, even concerned. He hoped to Jack he was making the correct choice here. "We'll be in the East wing, if you need us, call, use the safe word. I'll come running, okay?" They would be okay, they had to be okay. Everyone did. They were going to explore this damn school, find whatever clues there was to be found, and they were going to get off this jack forsaken rock and go home. "Be safe." His tone left little room for argument as he released the boil.

Momo herself was pulled into a quick little hug, reassuring himself as well as her. "Stay with Jove, okay? Keep each other safe. I'm counting on you. We'll meet up again soon." Oh, he did not like the idea of splitting up. Well, it had it's pros, for sure, he would have felt better if they stuck together. Still, how much trouble could they get into nosing about lockers?

Cautionary advice given, the ghost straightened, hooking his hand back around Junko's waist to pull him close again, falling into step beside the half-beast and doll. "Ready to go?

And then he saw it. A bright point of blue against all the drab surroundings. Brows arching curiously, he craned his neck to get a better look down the hall and couldn't help but grin when he saw the banshee. "Sarias!" He was, of course, completely clueless to the bad blood between his fellow ghost and the futakuchi-onna held safely at his side.