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Tavi watched his friend eyes going wide as the other demon picked up a bag. Standing up on his tippy toes he peered hard at the other waiting for him to open the bag, waiting to see what it was he got. A part of him wanted San to win something, while a more devious part of him wanted San to be hit with a glitter bomb.

When the groach plush was pulled out Tavi gave an excited cheer, "Woo! You won one of my favorites!" Clapping loudly he beamed proudly up to San and smirked. "Whadda going to name him?" He assumed like himself all creeple named their toys.

His fiery eyes stared at the groach plushie which looks so tiny in his large, dark hand. He's not one for little toys like this, but it does make the Rakshasa happy that is was something pleasant. It even made Tavi happy to see that he won as well as the kitsune applaud with glee. "Name?" The demon questioned back at him. Was he suppose to name his prizes? He looked perplex as he stared at the groach in his hand until he gave up and lower his hand down for Tavi to see it. "I'm not good with names . . ." He wanted Tavi to name him instead for it would be easier that way.

Watching San just stare at the toy it was clear to him that his friend likely didn't care as much for stuffed beings as himself. What a bummer. Frowning a little he rounds the booth and inspects the toy with a critical eye. A name, a name, scratching his chin he slammed a fist into his palm and grinned up to San announcing the new found name happily, "what about Bean?" Bean was a good name, it certainly looked like a bean to him.

For a moment he squirmed in place, watching the crowds of creeple that passed them. It was fun running the booth of course, but now that his friend was here and now that one of the won a prize he realized the fun he had been missing. Tavi whined softly and pouted up to San, " hey hey, lets sneak away to play some more games ok?" That would be ok right? Just for a little bit?

Bean . . . well San has nothing much to say about the name for anything that he could have thought of would be bad; probably like Ajit or Ganesa. And so hearing that Tavi named his new plushie bean, it did made him smile a bit as it made him happy. "Thank you Tavi . . ." The Rakshasa said at first before he added more. "I like it." He held on to the groach plushie in his hands for now as he looked down at the petite kitsune with such focus in his fiery eyes of what he had just heard. "But . . . you can't sneak away. You have a job here." Honestly, Tavi has a responsibility here at his dorm to take care of the game for the other students and creeple. And yet . . . deep down he knows that Tavi is going to do his own thing as he followed behind for he has the responsibility over him to make sure he's unharmed. For a day of fun and games, San was doing a lot of work.

Suzu quietly lurked around the booth. She had stayed quiet during the planning process, although silently agreeing with the suggestions that others had made. The little lantern section of the booth had become a reality as well. She gripped her blue lantern tighter in her hand, scared that it might be mistaken for one that someone made and potentially be burst into flames. She wandered back and forth quietly, wondering if they needed a volunteer, see if she should play anything or see if anyone was enjoying the events that had been set up.

Zel bobbed and weaved, trying his jacking best to not run anybody over. He was seeking out one demon in particular. His tail thrashing behind him as he was in near panic. His wings were pulled tight to his back so as to not barrel over half the booth goers, and he had a large book clutched to his chest in one clawed hand as he dashed through the booth.

"TAVI!" Zel shouted, looking around for the kitsune before finally spotting him speaking with another creature. Turning hard and making a be-line for him, he attempted to dodge around some more creeple.

"SORRY! PARDON ME! SORRY! EXCUSE ME!"

He really hoped he hadn't bowled anyone over with his tail but he didn't have time to stop and check.

Reaching Tavi, he immediately grabbed the other boil by the shoulders with both hands, the book falling to the ground.

"FOR ALL THAT IS JACKING UNHOLY, PLEASE TELL ME I AM NOT LATE FOR MY SHIFT!" He shouted as he shook the complete and ever unlving unlife out of the boil.

If there was one thing Zel hated more than not having a good book - it was being late.

"TAVI!"

He heard the call but didn't register where it was coming from in the crowd. When he was captured by the shoulders instinct kicked in and he buzzed with electricity. Luckily calming down at the sight of Zel's face before shocking him. "Whooa whoooa ooo ooo ooooooo" Tavi tried to talk but a few 'os' as he was violently shaken was all the kitsune managed, his mind getting scrambled into a dizzy spell with the back and forth motion.

He hadn't even noticed the book dropping until he seen San standing there with one. Ears flattening to his head he moved his hands up to catch Zel's cheeks. Returning the up and down motion to the boils head as he spoke in a strange tone, "Nooooooo ooo oooo I was uz uz uz just ust ust leaving ing ing. " Grinning he gives a gentle slap slap to Zel's cheeks and tries to squirm from his grasp. "San whats with the book?" He inquired in his wiggling, looking towards the other boil.

Kari decided to see if her luck would continue on another game. She spied what looked like a gorgeous ice sculpture to one. As she neared the area, her steps slowed at the sight of chainsaws. Her eyes darted from the metal devices to the chunks of ice, and finally to the sign, confirming that she had to use the chainsaw to carve the ice.

Picking one of the chainsaws up carefully, she stepped up to the block of ice. She had a sinking feeling as she grabbed the cord to rev the machine to life. It made her ears hurt, but she tried to ignore the sound as she brought it up to the ice...

The feeling had become truth as she stared at the chunk of ice turned water puddle. Setting the now quiet machine down, she sighed while thinking she could have done a much better job if she'd been allowed to use fire instead...