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Neil of course noticed Amarus the moment she sat down. Okay, maybe this wasn't going to completely suck after all. Amarus was some one he actually really liked at this school. The gimblewolf gave Amarus a nod of acknowledgement.

While Sura was delicate with the furniture, TG was nothing close as he took his card, followed over to a appropriate table, and then pushed the legs to allow him some space. After vanishing in smoke, he puffed in the seat ,and then sat.

Which didn't help him when his eyes were level with the top of the table. Sighing, he hit the side of the chair, that then sprang up it's legs a little more to give him the extra height he needed. As for size, well, even the slender chair looked a bit too big. That didn't phase him as he tossed his card on the table. What he saw was a very buff ghoul. "Who and what are you?"

Amarus shifted and sat up straight for long enough to wave at Neil, with one of her rare genuine smiles. Whenever Neil was around, it seemed to be adventure time promptly after, so even though the student she was actually supposed to talk to wasn't around yet, she felt the excitement of a potential punch approaching rapidly. She had gotten one from Danny, after all!

Amarus held back from rubbing her stomach instinctively. It was kind of a trade-off, because although Amarus had punched Danny in the face, Danny had also kicked her in the stomach.

She picked up the paper that had come with the last table, too, and still did not bother to read it, but rather folded it into some kind of paper bird and launched it at Neil. She promptly went back to sitting cross-legged on the chair and thinking about how she really... would just like a nap.
"If this student doesn't show up soon I'm going to fall asleep..."

Neil did not react in a timely manner to the paper bird. It hit his forehead and actually caused his thick black rimmed hipster glasses to fall off. He picked the paper bird up and set it on the table and then bent down to fetch his glasses and place them back on his face. Neil did not need glasses but he wore them any ways some times.

"I don't think you'll miss much if you fall asleep," His tone was matter of fact, "I haven't seen anything worth while any ways." He mirrored her yawn. Most of him wanted to bail on Muka. But it was Amarus that kept him in his seat. This wasn't going to be -so- bad after all.

Neil couldn't help but give a smile to Amarus and motion toward the table with the very small imp and very large monster. He mouthed the word 'lawls'. Laughs would be had after all.

"TG. Imp." He said flatly, looking up at her horns, which would have suggested demon to him at first, then at her more animalish traits, which threw her in the category of monster. The only perk to her being here was that she was a ghoul wearing a dress that she looked ready to rip off. He was all for the attempt, and set his claws on the table, reached over, and took her own card to stamp. That done, he tossed it back, and plopped back down. "Far, far away from here as well. Much warmer territory." More brimstone, volcano, and the neighboring tropics. A lot more clubs and fine dining than this po-dunk town.

His eyes flickered across to another table that was glancing at them, and his tail twitched in agitation. He kept his eyes on the pair, watching them make some sort of crude craft out of napkins. They certainly looked THRILLING.

Rolling his eyes, he snapped them back to her. "Don't like the dress? You could always tear off a bit more to make it more comfortable." Might as well be helpful.

Jack yeah! He was getting a show. Smiling, he watched as she stood up and started tearing off her clothes. Sadly, she left the good parts in tact, and her exposed stomach was full of many eyes. That, he wasn't expecting, and he watched her midsection before it vanished under the table when she sat. A ghoul with many eyes was not a good thing. It made it harder to get away with things, and he had to feel bad for whatever poor sap got hooked with her.

"Clothes talk before you get a chance to introduce yourself. It says a lot without having to open your mouth, and leaves a lasting impression for a first meeting. I happen to take my attire very seriously." As did his parents, who enforced those principles in him at an early age. "...but I'm sure, for you, not wearing anything is more cost efficient." He adjusted himself in his seat, tapping the chair a bit as it started to slouch and straighten to make him a little taller once more. "I've had little trouble adjusting. It might be cold and not very much to do, but hardly challenging."

Intertwining his claws, he smiled back at the ghoul. "Now where you live.....they all walk around without clothes?" Large ghouls being native sounded like a nice vacation spot. "Did being out in those big areas make you lonely?" He was here for you, Sura. At least for these few minutes. Come and rest your barely clothes body near him. He would help.

Sura seemed to understand what he meant by the clothing as a pre-introduction thing, and it made her 'culture' where a lack of clothing was perfectly suitable make even more sense. "It was warmer at my home as well, but...I have a coat of fur to keep me warm." she rubbed the fine layer of fur on her stomach. Nothing too noticeable in this humanoid body, but...barely fuzzy. Barely.

"I will say that I would have to assume that the other fifteen did not wear clothing either. I would not know. I have never met the others. Home was big, and we were all separated by large amounts of space and rocky expanses that are not as easy for us to travel through." Fifteen siblings that Sura had never met.

It hadn't really bothered her until TG had asked if it had made her lonely, the blue glow in all of her eyes shifted to yellow. She was like a Mary Sue with magical color-changing eyes that stared into oblivion. Kind of.

"So perhaps lonely would be a proper way to describe that feeling." she confirmed, fussing with one of the straps of the dress around her shoulder-plating, shredding it off before moving on to the other one. "Was your home more of a social gathering, then? More face to face meetings, I mean. It seems that my..home structure is unusual sometimes, so I am curious."

"Pleasure to meet you, Amarus!" Genora said as she felt less nervous since it was a rather cute ghoul she was going to be having a conversation with. She giggled lightly at being called muffin, but didn't mind it what so ever. She took a seat in the empty chair at their table. She blinked when asked what she was. "I'm pretty much an undead ghoul or zombie is the better word for it." She said as she set her stamp card onto the table, closer to the middle if anything. "How about yourself, Amarus? What are you?" She asked as she used the palm of her hand to hold up her head as she waited to hear what this ghoul had to say.