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It was like a buzzing in her ear. One tentacle flickered, as if anxious to bat it away. The ghoul who was keeping Christof occupied sure did talk quite a lot. She'd left Christof to his own devices, but it was time to set him free.

It is lovely meeting you all. Stick around, or come back after checking out the other booths - we will be setting up a game to play soon. I am confident you will all enjoy it.

She wrapped one arm around Christof's shoulders, and pulled him away a bit. Come, Christof. Let's get everything set up.

(There will be a game tomorrow, for a Patchwork Lepus!)

Though he had been about to answer, Riley had stepped in to do just that. Jericho figured it had something to do with Danny's question regarding if she was feeling well and whatnot. The illithid was never one to want to seem weak around others. Since she had taken care of that, he glanced around at the other prospectives that had come up to the booth.

Christof seemed to be getting quite the earful from Cady. While it was kind of amusing in a way, he almost felt bad for the patchwork. Almost.

His attention switched on over to Krovi, who seemed a bit nervous with being here.

Roch was texting and walking at the same time, his sucker sticking out of his mouth at an angle. Oddly, though, even though his attention was apparently fully on the screen of his eyephone, he never even bumped another person as he made it to the Fitness Booth. He pushed the send button and pocketed the phone, looking around curiously. Danny had said she'd be here, right? He could handle talking to Danny, right?

Maybe. At least he hoped so.

"Actually I was looking for a friend... I guess you could say," Roch said around his sucker, but his attention fell on the stack of papers, since he didn't see any sweets or other candy sorts of bribes.

"But I might as well look at this, right? Hey, what all do you do in Fitness club?" he asked as he flipped through the pictures, raising an eyebrow at the towel one and flipping the page a bit faster. "Other than hang around in towels?"

((Bya hates sleeping, she misses so much))

Tari had been preoccupied looking a few passing boils to notice much that had gone on but she was happy to look up and see the Manticore ghoul again. She seemed to be helping a stitched up boil. She chuckled, she would definately have to hangout more with her dear cousin. She watched as the girl skipped off.

"Ah my dear cousin, it will be quite interesting if we stay at this school together," she giggled as she spoke mostly to herself.

She nodded as the mindflayer spoke of a game and disappeared with the stitched up boil. Thats when she saw the reaper from the cafetera. She grinned, fangs glistening in the light. He had been fun to tease. She siddled up to him. "What's wrong with hanging around in towels?"

Very casually, Roch moved so that the goreyball had a clear path to the dragon. He didn't even seem to realize what he was doing, he was so busy cursing inwardly over his luck. Great. One of the girls from the cafeteria. He sighed, feeling his shoulders tense slightly before flipping another page of pictures.

"I'm hopin' they aren't out to find out what else is pierced, too," he muttered, staring blankly at a picture where girls were holding red jockstraps. Well... that was interesting.

Demi didn't realize that he and the dragon were being watched until he felt the eyes on him. oh all times to go without his typical clothing, walking around in mere sandals and board shorts did leave him feeling self conscious. and the massive urge to hide behind Jericho, he wouldn't do so for now at least.

"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't see you two there!" he greeted them warmly, trying his best to not think about his lack of a proper shirt. Thank Jack for lenient dress codes! "You two enjoying the festivities?" he wanted to peek over at the book that was on the table that caught the other boil's attention but it was out of his line of sight. Probably had heroic pictures of the members of the team during the recent paintball war with N.A.P.

Unstabul steered very clear of any swim talk. He was lucky enough that the fitness room didn't have a pool or else he figured Riley may push him in attempting to teach him how to swim. All in good time, of course. ((thisshouldhappenactually))

Meanwhile the beast shifted through one of the photo albums idly and blinked at some of his own photos. "Jacking Skellington am I really that un photogenic?" he nearly snarled then shrugged some. Not that it was terribly inconvenient being a monster and all. In fact if he made any improvements and looked nastier in each picture then Amityville was doing its job.

His eyes peered above the pages and locked on to Roch and Demi and grinned as he eavesdropped.

Sauna sauna sauna sauna..