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Moure knew he was late. Actually, he was rather extremely late, all things considered. (At least he had an excuse. Two of his minipets had decided to cause a wild goose chase around campus eariler, and it had taken the Runner some time to catch both of them.)

Why was he even coming again? He didn't play an instrument...But then again both Roch and Danny had suggested he come and join, and they were the President and Vice President of the club, after all. Plus, any club could use an Errand Runner, right?

The patchwork finally found the classroom specified, and hesitantly poked his head in. The first thing he noticed was the huge amount of papers everywhere. This had to be Danny and Roch's handiwork, then. Moure saw Danny to one side, as he was quickly glancing at those in the room. He knew a few of them, actually. The Runner gave the Fire Demoness a wave, noticing a form to be filled in. Since he wasn't there to audition for a instrument position, Moure figured the forms must be for people like him, who were attending the club for different reasons then playing music.

He made his way over to the applications and picked up a pen, filling in the spaces provided rather quickly. The 'Name' section was filled in with "Moure Koure" and the "Stuff You Do:" section was filled with the general Runner's answer of "Errand Running, which can be but is not limited to: Food Runs, Deliveries, Transportation, Message or Letter Carrying, following Orders, Chauffeuring, Serving, or anything else that someone could need an Errand Runner to do." Under the crossed-out juggling question, Moure actually had to pause before writing, "I could learn, if it was really necessary." Filled out application now in hand, Moure moved over to near where Danny was. He gave her a nod and said, "Sorry I'm late. Gibralter decided to take my new poof out for a run around campus..." He gave a head shake, remembering the whole ordeal. Looking back to her, he said, "So, do I hand this to you or Roch...?" He asked, offering out his application form.

There was a strange expression on Roch's face as he watched the patchwork boil head forward. It looked somewhat like stare but he didn't say anything. Idly one hand came up, and FEAR started to swirl, forming and solidifying into his guitar. It looked for a second as if he was going to kill the other boil, until he stood and stepped over the desk, walking right past him to stand where everyone else had been (save the drummer) to audition.

"Looks like we're done for this audition," he said. "Except, hell, I probably should prove that I'm a good president, after all, right? So I'm going to showboat for a bit--" He pulled the guitar strap over his shoulder, tuning it quickly.

Was he doing this just to NOT have to talk to Moure? Hell, probably.

"This is one of the first songs I was taught," he said as he started to play this song.

Damien wished he hit the snack bar sooner because the stuff they had was great. He was all for squirrel carpachio and little hour doves, but there was nothing like a little bit of junk food to a growing teen. He wasn't shoveling the food into his face as if he was a hoover like a certain boil that was banging out the tunes.

Which by the by, got his foot tapping, he'd have to give Roch a brofist for the good show after he was done.

But, he was taking a second helping from the table. he didn't feel at all bad about it, he worked up quite an appetite from his own performance. But Roch's music was really good! He went searching through his pockets for an old lighter of his that he wasn't sure still worked, but found nothing in its depths. But there was a rabbit leg on his plate.

It would have to do. Damien started to wave his rabbit leg in the air like he just didn't care, at least until Danny asked him for a morsel, in which case he threw the rabbit leg at her. "Catch Danny!" he said as quietly as he could as he flung it across the room.

He never took it into consideration that she might not like rabbit, or that it was possible for anyone not to like it.

Ah, so it seemed like most of the students who had auditions played their instruments for a long time. Xiu was no different--she grew up learning the tradition-styled flute that she had played today.

She glanced at Danny, smiling slightly at the other ghoul's insistence. "I...I think he's just here to watch," The Baku spoke up, her voice quiet, "I, um, I was just teasing him when I said he should play." As someone who was a nervous mess when it came to playing in front of a crowd, the last thing Xiu wanted to do was to force someone into playing in front of people when they didn't want to.

...That, and she was genuinely terrified of what would happen if people kept insisting and Shun got mad. Could he get mad, though? So far, the most she had really seen from him through his poker-faced mask was...irritation.

She fell silent when someone else--a patchwork boil--arrived, before her attention was drawn away and towards Roch's playing, which she watched and listened to with great interest, beaming at her friend. He had chosen a pretty catchy song, too! "Good job, Roch!" She clapped enthusiastically when he was finished, and then she froze suddenly. Clearing her throat, she slowed her clapping to a more moderate pace, looking a little embarrassed. "I-it was very nice."

At Danny's announcement, Xiu let out a loud sigh of relief. It was over! "Are you guys going back to your dorms, then?" She asked, turning to Mitsu and Shun.

Moure nodded to Danny with a slight grin. "I see...Second main event? I'll guess the first was you, then?" That sounded about right, if Moure understood Danny-Logic at all.

Moure heard someone call out Danny's name, and then saw a...rabbit(?) leg tossed in her direction. As she hit it with a fireball, Moure cringed back a bit, instinctively backing away from the flames. But then Danny caught it in her mouth and threw a sporting look over at him. Moure gave her a half-grin and motioned as if he was going to clap. "Impressive catch there, Danny." It actually had been pretty impressive, actually.

As the leaders mentioned that they were going to be finishing up, Moure gave a nod. Seemed he literally had made it just in time, apparently. As Danny whispered to him, he gave a nod and said, "You did great, from what I heard. Seemed your club got a lot of positive results." He looked around, then said, "Do you need any help cleaning up?" Already doing his potential Errand Boy job, it seemed.

Shun narrowed his eyes at Danny, about to say something about the 'please' bit, but Roch had spoken up and went on to play. Setting the guitar down, he turned towards the stage while the other Reaper played. He wasn't bad at all, though he found it interesting that his reaper weapon was in fact, a guitar.

Once he had finished, he nodded to the guy, then looked over towards Xiu.

"Yeah. Probably head back," he nodded lightly. There was no reason for him to be sticking around especially now that the meeting was over. Besides, the longer he stayed, the more likely he'd be pestered about the club.

"You two?" he asked the girls, to see what they had planned.

"I don't know," Xiu admitted, frowning thoughtfully, "I didn't have any other plans today, so..." It was still rather early, but there wasn't much else to do other than go back to her room. Maybe she could do some more baking? Or, um...or she could do her homework.

...sigh.

Surprised by Mitsu's offer, the Baku ghoul smiled. "I-I don't know, I don't want to make you go out of your way." She did wish to chat with the other ghoul some more though. Perhaps she could invite both Mitsu and Shun over for some tea or something?

The mental image of Shun having a tea party with the two ghouls made Xiu laugh, but she quickly covered it up by a cough.

"I'm certain we'll figure out something to do. Besides....I don't think we're going to find out the results until later." It made Mitsu a little nervous to know that they would be sitting and waiting to know how they did. Like a test, though this was based more on skill and not knowledge.

Holding out her hand to the baku Mitsu stood to her feet ready to go. They would check back later, right now they needed something to keep their minds occupied. "You coming, Shun?" She asked quietly as she headed toward the door to leave.