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A hoof stretched out and nudged the very seat that the demon was leaning on. All Calder needed was a inch for this moment to work like one of his novels.

Freya hadn't been able to decide how she felt about that magazine when she'd first saw it. Seeing them in person, however, finally helped solidify her feelings on the matter. She loved Herryk. And she worshiped Johnny Danger. But she was suddenly and very violently ill at the thought of Herryk and Johnny Danger.

So she pouted thickly, gave Enzo the stink eye, and then hopped out of her seat and left.

And just like that, Freya was no longer a member of Radio Amity.

There were a few, long moments of very, very heavy breathing.

"If you both need to rut so badly I am sure the storage room down the hall will be fine. But please, not everyone would like to see your amorous advances on each other. It's rather indecent."

King crossed his arms at the pair.

Neil frowned and actually mirrored king with his arms crossed firmly across his chest.

"I'm disappointed," He muttered. Two boils together did not have his attention. Two ghouls on the other hand.. he would be having his camera phone out. However, this was not two ghouls goofing around. This was a butch a** manly man who could probably rip a tree out of the ground with his bare hands and a pretty boy who made fan ghouls a little overly excited. This was not his ideal pairing.

And then another ghoul entered. Thank god it wasn't another screeching fan ghoul. Neil hung back with King a bit and just watched.

It was growing more and more apparent that it was unlikely going to be a radio club about music. This disappointed the gimblewolf.

And JD landed face-first into Herryk's now vacant chair.

"Ugh, smells like buttloaf."

Neils face dropped when the clown came in. Okay now this was really not serious business. The gimblewolves face could not have been blanker.

Sound Clown. No wait, Sownd Clown.

This only brought back thoughts of radio shows with the annoying sounds. Neil frowned deeper.

"Time ta bounce," Neil shoved his hands in his pockets and started for the door. He'd had enough for one sitting. Screaming ghouls, JD in the flesh, big muscle guy that was apparently his lover and all this bickering. Neil had seen enough of this club. He was still sure as hell joining but he really needed some fresh air to clear his head. And ears. The gimblewolf was still pretty sure that he had some gobs of blood lodged in his ears drums.

He left Enzo a piece of paper with his name and contact information before leaving. He took out another cigarette as he walked out the door and let it hang from his lip unlit. He walked calmly and cooly down the hall with his hands forcefully shoved in to his pockets. Maybe he'd catch up with some of the members later. Maybe not.

((Neils joining but needs some fresh air. x ' D I don't know if he'll be back at least in this ORP. MAYBE HE WILL IDONTKNOW. But I am excited o u o <3))

Glare.

"Pound you in a minute."

A pause.

"With my -" the slide whistle sounding cut off whatever he'd been about to say.

Censorship was a grand thing.