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Holly watched as more people took their seats. Quite an assortment of ghouls here. She fiddled with one of her paw gloves while others sat down.

It was then she felt someone's eyes on her. The purple girl, with tentacles (awesome), across the table and down some had looked at her. Holly gulped slightly, she'd seen the look from Riley. What was she looking at her like that for?

Charlie's statement caught her off guard. "What? I am no such thing. Never met you before, so how can I stalk you?" Anyway, she had noticed that all the names matched but the one he scribbled down. It was a good guess.

Alessa returned the smile to Ren, but had her attention drawn away as Livi answered her question. She seemed a little surprised, as shown in the blink of her eyes, but she wasn't offended or anything. Maybe it was because from what little she had seen of Livi she'd liked and therefore the more formalized "miss" wasn't something she felt to be taken as an insult. "Yes, that's true, since in most classes we can sit where we like."

She passed a glance around again at the students she didn't know and caught the ghoul on her left's (Siddie) eye. She offered a smile and since they were going to be sitting next to each other it was best to offer names too, right? "Hello, I'm Alessa. Nice to be sitting next to-oh, sorry, hold on. Charlie!"

When the familiar demon tried to bolt she got out of her chair, offering a rushed apology to the teacher as she went quickly and grabbed Charlie's wrist. He had almost made it out the door, too. Luckily he wasn't so heavy or anything that his panic had dragged her out the door as well. Once he was, well, stopped, she let out a breath and tried to smile comfortingly. "It's okay, Charlie. Just relax. Isn't your seat over here?" She tried to lead him to it, in hopes he'd settle down.

((PS, Chobi asked for the intervention : D ))

Nodding back to the patchwork next to him, Jericho finished filling out the form before stuffing the paper back into his pocket. Mission accomplished. Glancing up as Riley passed on by, his features cracked into a smile briefly, though he still wasn't very happy.

"Thanks," he said a little flatly before shifting to his usual tone, "And you look lovely as usual."

He soon realized he didn't really know the names of the one next to him or the one directly across even though he had seen them around. Before he could go on with any sort of introduction, he blinked as someone had shouted something about a stalker. Peeking down the table, he saw the culprit but he really didn't have much context to go off of, but apparently the foxgirl was a stalker. What fun.

Picking up Christof's name from the exchange going on beside him, he looked towards the sloth demon and nodded a greeting, "The name's Jericho."

When Riley stopped by to pat his head, Christof straightened up (partly), brows raised as she let the compliment float down on him. He was... baffled and amazed, really. He had never seen his Mistress looking so... so..... so.... anatomically pleasing. And then she complimented him! Complimented HIM on how he was looking! She seemed to know the boil beside him as well, which made him glance back to Jericho in a new light.

When Barth spoke up, the hunchback was outright amazed the boil was still awake this long into class. He nodded and pointed to him before shifting to point to Amrita down the way and then most pointedly to Riley a few people down on the other side of the table, looking to Jericho to guage a reaction. Well, look at him! Dressed fancy at a table making conversation! He was certainly proud of himself, and he had stopped blushing at least, glancing back and forth between his new friends happily. Mr. Jericho. Miss Little Werewolf. He repeated them over and over to himself, determined to remember, although his feet were still anxiously shifting.

New seating arrangements. Interesting.

Not particularly fussed over the ordeal, Gabrian silently moved out of seat in order to occupy his new one, taking note that the ghoul with the strange fox suit sat to his right. An undead ghoul sat to his left, and just beyond the ghoul was Livi, whom he recognized from the Christmas raid. It did not surprise him one bit to see the other demon here; the fact he'd taken an instant liking to the avarice demon was not without good reason, he figured. He had, in fact, noticed the way Hadiyya had turned to watch him for a moment, and had offered her a long, interested look before his gaze drifted around the room. It seemed Alessa was seated in front of him, slightly to the left, which allowed him to offer her a small smirk, "Whom ever says I didn't mean the compliment, my dear?" it wasn't a straight answer, by any means, but it was all she was getting, "Alas, not accepting a compliment is just as rude, you know."

His gaze turned to Holly as she looked at her skirt; something about the ghoul made him feel slightly sorry for her, "I'm sure you look just fine," he had no real idea why she had insisted on wearing that fox suit, but he figured she had a pressing reason to do so. In all honesty, barring a handful of student, some of them looked just as... er, jarring as Holly did, so he figured she wouldn't be picked on, personally, "If you look so distressed, you might attract attention to yourself, my dear," a pause, and then he tilted his head, "What might your name be? I figure seeing as how these are permanent seats, we might get introduced: my name is Gabrian."

He turned to watch Charlie be guided to his seat by Alessa. He did arch a brow at the boil's claim that he wanted the fox suit, and managed, just barely, to hide his amused smile behind a hand as he watched the interaction, "I don't think she'd appreciate you taking that suit. The fact she's wearing it now... makes me think it's terribly important to her," A pause and then, "My name is Gabrian, a pleasure to meet you, Charlie."

Holly glanced back at Charlie. "I'm Holly. I'd like to see you try to steal it. I'm a ghost, might be a tad difficult for you to get my PJs. I could help you, er, acquire some of your own." Would be interesting if he did manage to steal her fox PJs, seeing as she never left them. She was glad he settled down though. Interesting that the bunny looking girl got him to settle down. Glad the yelling was over.

Ah, the other one sitting next to her decided to take his seat finally. She raised an eyebrow slightly as Gabrian spoke to her. True, she'd leave her skirt at that for now and wouldn't bother much unless pressed to dress more appropriate next time. "You think so? I think it looks good enough then. Nice to meet you then Gabrian. I'm Holly."

She nodded. "Yeah, kind of need the suit." This wasn't like that Truth or Dare game from the other night.

Charlie gave Gabrian his best goofy smile. The little pink demon was about to boast how he would wait for her to take it off at some point (this in turn would have made HIM the stalker probably much to the demons surprise) but then Holly claimed she was a ghost and there for it would be pretty much impossible to wear her clothing.

The shock on the little pink haired demons face was raw and pure.

"Man I'm jeolous. When I die I plan to be wearing a pair of AWESOME pajamas too man. That way no one can steal them." He gave both Gabe and Holly a nod. "Bet thats how you died right? Investment. I say its bloody brilliant! Ingenious even!" The demon took a breath, all this excitement was really getting his heart beating fast. If Charlie was able to write he'd leave him self a note that if he was ever about to die that it would be pretty awesome if he was wearing animal pajamas. The fact that Holly may have not been wearing animal pajamas when she died never crossed the excited fallens mind.

"Its nice to meet you Gabrian as well. I presume you're also here to learn about.... thingssssss.." The s in things carried on for a good while. In all honesty Charlie had no idea what class he was in right now.

When it came to talking about the Christmas train ride, Calder was out of the loop. Aside from being on the train, he had gotten lost in the woods and wound up freezing to near death instead, missing out on everything come the time the gnomes finally found him. A lot of students had been talking about it days and even weeks since and he could only feel out of the loop about the entire thing. Instead, he lingered around, trying to spot someone he knew. Israfel. G. Tess. Anyone really, and yet he only spotted a few people he sorta knew from Truth or Dare. They were not friends, but they were at least people he recognized as people he'd seen once or twice before. Not great, but it was something. It was just what angle he should take to get in with someone's group. He hated being the odd man out, and he sank a little at the idea of being left out for the full portion of the class.

It was then that, to override what might have been him awkwardly figuring out where to sit, that seats were given. Great!!! He didn't want to take a seat and have people glare at him if they were saving it for a friend or just a better option to come around and sit.

With his new seat, he settled in, always finding seats a bit odd. They weren't exactly made for his legs, but he managed and set them on the ground. The polished wood in this place made him want to trot more, and he tapped his hooves for the fun of it. Fidgiting, he looked to his neighbors, and then across. None of them he knew exactly, but at least now he could say hello and work on a way to getting a friend for next class. He'd need someone to talk to.

Not one to just pick and choose, he smiled at both people beside him. First, he looked at Natalia and smiled. "Hi. I'm Calder." He also had a sense that he knew her from Truth or Dare too. Wasn't she the one that kept kissing? Right? Oh yeah, he couldn't forget the other girl.

He turned to Riley, repeating a "Hi. I'm Calder." As he had done before. She too looked familiar. Hmmm. Maybe he did know some people.

Then, deciding the people across the table might want to know who he was, he gave them a BIG WAVE. "Hi. I'm Calder." He felt he was only giving the best, friendliest appearance, but he might have come off more as a moron. Oh well. He continued to tap his hooves.