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Dev found herself mirroring the puca’s carnivorous grin, sharp teeth and all. “Hello there.” Her smile stretched wide as she watched the boil’s ears droop while lamenting over the rejection of his nickname. “It’s okay. Ah think it’s a good name,” she reassured, leaning forward and whispering so as not to attract Bongani’s wrath. She looked up and shot the reaper a look. “Ah still think it’s cute.” Sweets were horrible—she remember snacking on a gingerbread house the last time she had visited Amity. She still didn’t know why she had done that.

Speak of the devil, there was the other ghoul! “Nice ay ye tae join us at lest, ghoul,” Dev greeted, her tail swishing happily at the rabbit ghoul’s appearance. “As this boil here pointed out, Ahm Dev. Pleasure tae meet ye.” She gave the three a beam at the mention of ‘friends.’ It was always pleasant to make new friends during times like these. Hopefully she would still be able to talk with them even after they went back home.

Her ears briefly flattened at the mention of her voice. “Ye like how Ah talk?” Dev stared at Mea with a blank expression. “Well, thank ye! Ah dun git ‘at very often.” Dev searched around the room. “Ah dun know where th’ food is, but afterwards we can go lookin’ fur some.”

"Indeed," Bongani replied with a soft sigh, knowing when he'd lost a battle. He wasn't about to continue fighting about it further. He supposed Fallow meant no harm...maybe. "And I suppose they must have something to eat around here somewhere, even sweets," he added for the benefit of Mae, especially having heard just how loud her stomach was rumbling with hunger.

"Perhaps there is a kitchen of some sort. We might be able to poke around a bit see. That secretary did say we had some free time before classes, correct?" Bon looked between his three companions in search of an answer. He didn't want to admit that he hadn't entirely been listening to what the teacher had been saying. It was all rather boring and Bongani could think of better things to do, like exploring Conquest Island.

After having handed the pink girl the flower, Faussi took a seat among the crowd that was quickly lining up to stare at the beautiful braid-work.

This place may be too calm, but at least there were plenty of people and conversations to listen in on.

From his crouched position, Ouranos twisted his head up and around.

"Greetings." His gaze was blank and curious, giving the impression of looking both at her, and past her. Turning back to the water, his fingers reached for the flower once more.

"Lotuses," he said inconsequentially. "Extensions of a pure soul. Yet I do not believe they are entirely without darkness... perhaps they could serve as omens, or warnings..."

Trailing off abruptly, Oura twisted to look up at the ghoul again. His smile was slightly bemused. "Have we met before...?"

Xiu seemed rather ecstatic when Junko agreed to let her help, and she immediately began to gather up some of her friend's hair, her fingers working quickly as she began to weave the black locks into a neat braid. "You have very nice hair," She chirped, even though this was probably a rather obvious fact, "We'll be sure to do your hair up in the prettiest--and most manageable--way that we can."

Levi's question to her made her perk up, but she ended up simply nodding in agreement to Jack's words, tilting her head in his direction. "Flowers, yes! But we...probably shouldn't pick anything without asking first, I'd think. Considering what Arel said, well..." Goodness knows that the baku would be none too pleased if someone came into her garden and began picking flowers without permission.

But hmm, since it seemed Junko had brought decorations with her anyways, perhaps they could use some of those too? Using one had to hold the braid together, Xiu reached out with the other to poke through Junko's bag. Let's see...maybe a ribbon to tie off the braid with? Or...

As she root though the hair decorations, the baku briefly glanced up to beam at Lailah, her tail sweeping the ground behind her. "A lot of names to remember, huh?" She looked sympathetic, but her expression quickly changed to one of optimism, "It'll be nice having class together, I think! Maybe we can all sit together!"

Xiu's initial anxiety about this exchange program had all but disappeared completely by this point. She was actually having a lot of fun right now, with both the stunning setting and the people she was with contributing greatly to her excitement.

Zar was just making a note of how braiding seemed to be some kind of relaxation ritual amongst the students and how he would have to see about getting into some more comfortable clothing for this climate when someone else entered the pavillion.

At first he dismissed it as another attendant before he recognised the boil's face.

Hie glared coldly, his pupils narrowing down to slits and his pen went clean through the paper he'd been writing on, wings bristling and tail lashing irritably.

Invi.

"Ahh, ahh," The Púca's ears shuddered straight to the top of his head when Dev whispered to him, head turning to nearly knock into hers again. "Yes. A very good name. Hmmhmmm, but Bon - ah - gani isn't cute." The monster stage-whispered to her, even though if Bongani was paying attention, he could probably hear. Even a creature with sawdust in his brain could tell that the witch doctor couldn't be categorized as cute, after all.

Ears quirking at the allowance of, well, part of the nickname, Fallow all but pranced back over to Bongani, tail swishing rapidly from side to side in some sort of tell-tale sign of prideful satisfaction. "Ahh, ahh. Bon. Yes. Bon. I like it, hmm." Settling down close enough to all three of them that he could easily reach out and step closer to any at ease and will, the Púca gave a delighted twist of his ears before his attention was tugged back again by Alamea's voice. It was like the three were playing volleyball with his attention span in a three-way court, and it was becoming wretchedly difficult to keep his attention so easily switching focus all the time.

"No, I do not. Hmm. What do you like to eat?" His tail flicked rapidly around, still somewhat shaken by the abrupt yank. The Púca was rather sensitive in both his ears and tail; the idea of yanking on them hard enough to hurt made him finicky and filled with nervous excitement at the same time. When the girl made rounds to talk to the other two, Fallow instinctively drew closer to them, every bit possessive in subconscious nature as he was instinctual. However, a part of him cooled at the notion that this girl was his too. Not a threat. Not a threat.

Focus swiveling back to Mea, his lips splintered into a carnivorous grin. "Yes. Good. Friends then. I like that." Listening to the sound of her belly, Fallow's ears quirked in curiosity, and thoughtlessly, he reached out to poke the girls small stomach. "Are you always looking for food then?" The question was not entirely thought out, but the Púca had no qualms about asking what he wanted when he wanted, no matter the absurdity of the subject matter. At any rate, hopefully they would have food soon for the rabbit. And hopefully some fun.

Listening to the conversation that followed, Fallow rumbled softly in thought. Kitchens would be nice. Sweets... ah, who wanted sweets when there might be meat around? The carnivorous side of the Púca caved guiltily into the thought of what the Conquest Island had in store for them so far as guilty - if not completely unneeded - pleasures went. "Think so," He rumbled noncommittally to Bongani in response to the free time question, leaning into the others presence again to stare at the markings he hadn't quite payed attention to earlier. "Wasn't really listening, aaah."

And again, he was barely listening, simply allowing the three others to converse around him, his mind consumed by wanderlust and intrigue, and the insatiable hunger for moremoremore. His eyes drifted across the crowd, picking at each and every new arrival with a fair bit of interest, though he was content now with Dev, Mea, and Bongani. Anyways, he would - hopefully - be able to meet some more of them, but all in good time, or something of that... ah, nature.

[Entering]

Something about this place seemed calm and tranquil. Sepheran didn't need to see or be told that to know it. He felt it the moment he stepped out of the portal. Honestly he hadn't known what to expect when he signed up for this. It was after the Trials he knew just how much he had to grow to become stronger, to be able to protect his friends and classmates. He didn't want to lose anyone like he had. That was his main reason for doing this, and for the first time he felt this was the right decision.

The horsemen clans were strong, the Basilisk boil could even come to admire them all. It was truly an honor that he even got to study with them. It seemed like he could learn so much more. Not to say that he didn't learn anything from Amityville, it was just for some reason it felt safer to learn here. Of course that was probably just due to the change in environment and was not really relevant at all.

As everyone followed in and formed their groups talking among themselves, Sepheran settled for hanging back on the sidelines. He didn't see anyone he knew right off the bat, but eventually he was sure to make some new friends. For now he was just content in enjoying the feel of peace. After all, the real work had yet to start. He would be ready to give this class his all when it finally started.