Welcome to Gaia! ::

Riley had received several responses whenever she held out her hand in greeting. More often than not, a student might ignore it altogether, and she would retract it without much thought. Shaking it, in all manner of strength or speed, would also be returned in kind. Riley had no preferences when it came to touch, or personal space. She simply gave the party in question whatever it is that they wanted of her.

In this case, it seemed Whisper didn't know exactly what she wanted, and Riley was left a little confused. Her eyes tilted just slightly in amusement at the hesitant hand, and she moved the rest of the way in to wrap her long fingers around Whisper's digits. A gentle, graceful shake was given, before she released the hand.

Thank you. I am fond of it, myself. Though, for different reasons. It is simple, and easy to pronounce. It is also easy to spell, which leads to less mistakes when others may find need to write it. All in all, it's adequate.

She tapped a finger against her cheek, as her face took on a pondering expression. Whisper. Your name is rather lovely as well, as it brings to mind a sense of softness, and hushed tones. How clever of your caretakers to name you after such a thing.

"You look like a buffoon," Morrigan interjected, deciding to be honest to the demon with the ribbons in his hair. Wasn't his name Barf? No, that wasn't it, but it was close. It was really damn close. It was right on the tip of her tongue when a ghoul beat her to the punch, saying it out loud. Barth, that was it! "You look like a cat dragged you through a fairy field and back again for good measure before stopping to drown you in the spring of eternal happiness."

The patchwork kid seemed to act differently around this Barth guy as well. Did they have a history together? Exes perhaps? Crushes? She certainly questioned Barth's sexuality. Boils that were into ghouls didn't prance around with ribbons in their hair trying to look all pretty. He had some balls though, she had to give him that. Really big balls to come out looking like that.

Sin crossed her arms and watched with half amusement half mortification at the happenings around the sign up sheet. She was half tempted to cross her name off the list when Morrigan gave her opinion but left it anyway. Morri was a prankster and a devious imp...and Sin adored her even when she was frustrated by her ghoulfriends inability to behave herself like a proper demoness. Sin's mother of course would have probably been shocked by some of the things that came out of Morrigan's mouth. Then again her mother probably would have been shocked that sin had signed up for club B.I.T.C.H, but she made up for it with her other extracurricular activities.

Sin looked over at Chuppi and slowly smirked, well at least the little VP was going to give them all a VERY unique scarentines.
"Well...things are going to be..." She paused and watched as Icky signed in snot and tried not to make a face. "interesting."

Humming his way along Bul drew near the group of ghouls and boils gathered around a pink paper and a little chupacabra ghoul. Recognizing a certain patchwork from music class he shook his head. It was then that he caught sight of Morrigan and tried not to flash too wide of a smile in her direction. Quick quick act cool- he thought and tried to slide into the group beside the boggart he had recognized from groanspring.

"Good to see you've made it to the school all in one piece," he joked. "You remember me from Groanspring?" he asked crossing his arms. "I take it the move in went well," it seemed the tall monster tolerated the fragrant creature. "So what is all this about anyway?" he asked arbitrarily while looking over the poster and seeing all the names. "Why's it so... pink?" With that he shifted gaze to Morrigan quickly but should they make eye contact he'd look away.

To Unstabl's sudden appearance, Icky whirled his head in the boil's direction and barked a rather loud "Hrm?!" as he scrutinized the other monster. It took a few moments, but his coloration sank in and then the mention of Groanspring brought everything to light.

"Ah, Bullyboil," he joked, giving a short flick of his wooden wrist in greeting. When they first spoke had been when he was still setting up camp in his dorm, hadn't it? Well, truth be told, not much had changed from then; the room was utterly packed with the most useless of garbage, it was almost as if he had taken trash cans off the street and emptied them in his room. One step inside and your ankles would be lost, sometimes it even sat up to your shins on the shorter folks, but that was just his own assumption as it wasn't as though he actually had anyone else in his dorm.

Especially not a ghoul, which was rather devastating. No one would be hearing of that, one way or the other, until he had managed to get a ghoul in there. Honestly, he didn't care who or under what circumstances if it meant he could gloat.

Looking at the decorations as the other monster asked what was up with them, Icky shrugged. "Went fine, I s'ppose," and then waving a hand limply toward all of the Scarentine things - the table, Chuppi, the banners and the sign up sheet - he cackled "Some holiday, eh? Pink, er... Alls I can figure is, since it's 'eart related'n all, s'prolly got to do with veins 'r skin?" Very astute, Icky. "Anyhow, there's an auction thinger'n ye can sign yerself up'r some other people. I'unno what it's fer but the auctionin' off - heh - the ghouls'll be all o'er us," he nudged Bul, obviously attempting to goad him into signing his name as well.

The thought then crossed his mind that maybe Sarias would bid on him. Or, alternatively, maybe she would sign up. ...No, that would be bad! His eyes immediately locked onto the sheet once more and he scanned it for her name. It wasn't there, definitely wasn't there. Good. Well, until all ten ghoul's spots were taken up, he would have to make sure no one put her name down. If he was in the auction himself, then he wouldn't be able to bid on her!

What was he thinking, though? He didn't have a dime to his name. Bidding was out of the question for him whether he had signed up or not, the stupid git.

This day seemed to be going rather well for Whisper so far, especially as far as her name was concerned. Bet her parents never imagined it would grant her so much attention! Well, perhaps her mother, but she was an incredibly strange demon to say the least. The kind who would act like the sweetest and most caring thing you'd ever meet, then rip your organs out with a smile. Perhaps that's what was so dangerous about her, and also what she hoped to pass on to Whisper with her name.

Whisper almost fell completely to the train of thought that concerned her mother, as she was always an interesting subject to think about, but caught herself before going to far. She was in conversation with someone, and it was rude to just disappear into thought at such a time. "Thank you so much Riley! I'm glad you like it; it seems like a lot of people do. It makes me happy."

She decided at that moment that it was best to change the subject. After all, you can only talk so much about a name before it got stale. "So, are you going to be in the auction...? Or perhaps planning to be a bidder? I didn't see your name on the list, but I might have missed you signing it afterwards."

Out of the corner of her eye she saw Natalia. Oh how she wanted to run over to her, to hold her hand and to show everyone their bond. She imagined how jealous some would get, how they would say how lucky Whisper was. In all reality most didn't care, but she liked to believe they did.

Riley shook her head, looking up at the growing group at the table. I didn't sign up, I signed a friend up. I felt he would appreciate a bit of companionship. Of course..if said bidding companion is unsatisfactory, I will likely just end up buying him myself to save him from a terrible fate. She could just imagine Aksaja cockily bidding on Jericho, and rolled her eyes. That was certainly not the outcome she was hoping for.

Movement caught her eye, and she watched Icky and Bul chatting for a moment. She knew neither of them, and that was disheartening - it seemed for every ghoul or boil she met, two more would crop up that she hadn't. This would not bode well for her plans at all..

I'm surprised at the turnout. It seems like a very popular auction, don't you think? She murmured distractedly to Whisper. One hopes the event itself will have a similar turnout.

Coralie had been walking across the campus, off to spent some time flying, when she saw...well, quite a spectacle. There was a group of other students, plus the lovely little Chupi in gaudy pink. She raised her eyebrows. What was going on here, hmm? She wandered over, curious, because at the very least it looked interesting. She read over the information and shrugged. An auction hu? Why not?

"Ya must be as mad as a possum on blue berries!" Squawked Wilfred as she signed her name on the sheet. She gave him a tap meant to shut him up and smiled at Chupi. "Nice idea. It'll be interesting."