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Aleister was attempting to put on his cape but wings did prove hard to hide. He frowned before trying to do it again flourishing the cape over his wings managing to get them mostly covered but the problem was that, he couldn't actually hide them.

He looked flustered.

<Ahaha why not ask for help just because you're an Unseelie doesn't mean you have to be grumpy like one.>

"... Fine... Can someone give me a hand? The wings won't cover properly." He looked grumpy as he continued to fail at pulling the cloak over his wings.

“You have a little sister?” Wilson frowned softly, envious at this revelation. “I wish I had a sibling. You should tell me more about her sometime.” He watched Vanessa wrap the cloak around herself, only to have the ends snag on one of her clawed wings. Another muffled laugh. “Sure, no problem.” He leaned forward, easily unhooking the cloth off and then brought it toward the fastener for her. “A lot of these golems seem quite short, don’t you think?” His gaze swept across the other trainees—eyes narrowed at some of the taller golems—but amusedly glowed upon the shorter ones.

To be honest, if the mask was what helped people remember his name then he didn’t particularly mind, unpleasant memories and all. The excited spark in his eyes wouldn’t leave at the mention of guns. “You have to show me your weapon sometime, okay? I love guns and I’d just—you know, love to see him…her.” Gramps, if only you had been some sort of gun too. [Hey! I am a perfectly good weapon!]

The mention of spilled guts caused Wilson to frown again. “Lovely imagery.” Startled, he reached up to brush his fingers against the red gem. “Oh, yeah. I mean—no, I’m not a unicorn. Gramps said I’m a carbuncle, whatever that is.” He shrugged, tail swishing all the while.

Another familiar voice. Who was it…? He snapped his fingers. “Dakota! Where are you?”

(( Male -- 3 feet -- Igor ))

Names? Voice changes? Minnie eyeballed a few of the others quietly as they waited, leaning to listen in on a few of the conversations being had; looking like a 3 foot tall creeper in her new get-up. It would only make sense to give herself a proper name. And the whole feminine voice probably wouldn't help keep her from being discovered when they did come across real monsters.



Minerva took situations like this seriously. She needed to be as convincing as possible, since it was the only way to keep from ******** this up, as Caelius so affectionately put it. And even if she never claimed to be an actress of any kind, as the trainee attempted to stretch out her limbs again, shambling in a tight circle around Gale and Bix; she was doing a pretty damn good job at playing the part. The hump definitely helped. "Does this look good?" She lisped as gruffly as she could, widening her eyes until they nearly bulged out of her head, slurping slightly. She had seen several Igor's in movies and on television shows and had enough material to work off of; even if she had very little background information on the purposes of these patchwork undeads...

The high pitched chirp made Minerva wince.



While Minnie didn't seem to fully agree with the cute factor of her golem, she couldn't help but welcome the praise; continuing in a circle around the boys before stopping in front of them to look around at everyone.

I wonder who's who!

((Robert's golem: Male, 6'5", Fallen Angel, looks appx. like this.))

Robert's eyes fell on the big bull guy, trying to recognize the voice behind the ugly face - but he couldn't place it. He made a face, sighing deeply. "This ain't no act, bub. Why, do I look like I'm in a bad mood?" He bent in, trying to see what he looked like through the reflection in Deryk's eyes. Maybe it looked a little awkward, since it meant the two large, destructive looking boils were face to face, inches away, but he was all business.

And he couldn't get a good look, anyway. Damn, but this guy's eyes were small. "Cause I am." Robert finally ended his sentence.

Dakota grinned as he messed with his hair. In all honesty, his body was pretty agile and light. Beyond cutting his tongue on his fangs (blood tasted good), and the whole, yeah blood thing, he could get some serious flirt on.

He looked around as what sounded like Wilson's voice call him out before heading to other boy. What he saw was some kind of creature with horn and some other little creature next to him...was that an owl boy?

"Yo Wilson. That you in there? Whose this little guy next to you?" As he looked over the owl boy. His eyes though we're drawn to a short but busty succubus and another shorter but none the less pretty vampire. He wondered who those two girls were as far as Trainee's.

"Yo pretty ladies." He called to them afar, winking at them.



Chama was roaring in his head with laughter. Well that was a first...she never laughed when he flirted...

This guy talked a lot. Reminded Robert of Jerry. Another Jerry was the last thing he needed right now.

"Who the ******** are you, anyway? I don't recognize the voice." Robert had blatantly ignored every single thing Deryk had said, because his mind was focused on his own thoughts. One of which was to figure out who he was talking to.

Otto's eyes flashed in anger suddenly, as one of the other golem's seemed to be cat calling at him and someone else.

"Oh they better not be referin' ta me." He grouched angrily.

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