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All kinds of exciting things were happening. Trisha had gotten a really good look at the snow earlier and decided that warmer gear was necessary in her ventures outside, including an oversized warm coat and booties that ended just above her hooves.

But some smells lured her down the hall and to this particular class. where they baking? The teacher was... was she a cookie? Mmmm... Normally she was not one to eat anything that looked too animated, though a good many of her species enjoyed raw minis, but in this case, she was seeing the allure. Gaint cookie.

But it seemed that she was part of the exchange. Who knew, she could be poisonous. (Besides, it would be bad manners to eat the teacher, no matter how tempting.) It seemed that they would be baking.

Trisha signed up and roamed in. She didn't see anybody she knew yet, so she just found a good place in the middle and looked around at all the other students with a small smile on her face. Maybe she could make friends with them over baking, not that she was very experienced.

If the Lotus Eater wasn't so used to neutrality, she may have actually looked annoyed by all this festivity. However, baking was one of her absolute favourite activities, and she had no idea how to make gingerbread spookies as far as she knew. Well, she could probably learn, but why not have someone teach her?

Besides, she needed the classes thing, and she should probably stop focusing every waking moment on Aegis.

Bells ringing, not an ounce of Christmas cheer anywhere on her person, she walked slowly towards someone she recognized: Piper, who she'd seen on occasion. "Would you say you are a predator, or prey?" Amarus asked her, quietly, tilting her head. She clasped her hands together. Without blinking her mirror-silver eyes, she realized she had accidentally quoted a very disturbing moment from her past memory. Sort-of-memory. "What I meant by that is: are you here because you enjoy baking, or perhaps because you enjoy eating baking?" she asked Piper, gesturing vaguely towards the space where she thought she'd glimpsed Muka as she said eating baking.

"Not before they showed up." she turned to the voice speaking to her and then stopped face turning slightly more red for just a second. A very nice looking bull... no stallion happened to be in the next seat.

"They are interesting though." she took a flower from one of the wreathes on her horns and started to nibble on it. Was this entire school full of good looking bulls? She certainly hoped so.

"Have you?" it seemed like he might have been one of the older students. Was this cultural exchange comon?

Her feathers ruffled a little and she let out a sound that was a cross between a mew and a chirp. Clearing her throat, she smoothed her hair and was part way through a smile when the ghoul was introducing herself. The smile fell and she blinked as more than one name was given. A brow was raised and her head tilted to the side. Uh.. She gave a little shrug - it would be rude to question it.

"I'll take your word for it.. MegMeg," she replied with a smirk. Perhaps the girl's odd personality would be fun, after all. At the return of Alecto, she smiled. "Can you cook?" Having a friend who could cook would certainly be handy.

Every year? Well that made sense as Amity was where Jack lived, but not joyful? She was a bit disappointed to say the least. She was curious about this joy thing, and the other world where they has snow and apparently living cookies.

Still, she would make the best of it. "I'm Trisha." she took his hand in a firm shake. "I'm just a first year. What year are you in? What kind of other joy things have you seen?" She pried just a little. Quiet honestly she was hoping that this joy thing didn't turn into any of the wild stories her friend had told her about the school, but she knew he was fairly unreliable. What's the worst the land of joy could do?

Ah, so the ghoul was a first year. That explained things to the tikbalang. His lips pulled into a small smile at the firm handshake, nodding in approval at her enthusiasm and confidence. The smile widened a bit as one of his square-root brows quirked in amusement from the flurry of questions.

"Good to meet y' Trisha. 'M in third year," he answered first, then proceeded to address the rest, "First Joy-time was a train visit to the land of Joy. We... fought trees 'n eggnog-drunk elves 'n jerk-inna-boxes," he still shuddered at the memory, "'N then there was last year with Joy-creatures invading the school. Pudding tried to eat us." Then he laughed softly, "Some'v us tried to eat it back." He gave her an encouraging pat on the shoulder, "Y' don't gotta worry, the older students 'n faculty'v got y' first years' backs."

A spine tingling sensation crept up Tavi's back and caused the kitsune to shudder, turning slightly in his seat he glanced around for the source of his discomfort but turned up empty-handed. Strange it felt like someone was-, a dark red ear twitched at the sound of approaching of feet and broke him from his paranoid thoughts. Smiling up to the balrog that entered the room Tavi's was just about to say hello to him but his attention was limited due to hearing San speak about being a guest, which meant he didn't bother to curl in his swaying tails.

"HE- OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUCH!" Tavi was near tears as he began a reply only to break off in a loud cry when the demon next to him stamped on his tails. "OFF OFF GET OFF!" Whining like a wounded puppy he turned and promptly tugged his wounded tails free. Stroking them tenderly he glared watery daggers at the boil next to him, expecting an apology.

Petro's face radiated nothing but sincerity, but if the ghoul wouldn't believe him, she'll find out for herself soon enough. "'M not so big on pudding, unless 's blood pudding. Dinuguan as we call it back home." When she mentioned apasu, the tikbalang titled his head and said "'M a tikbalang," thinking it only fair she knew what he was. Not that he knew what an apasu was to being with.

But his smile brightened and he nodded in agreement. "Safety in numbers, 's smart. And y've always got company."