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Surprisingly, although Barth couldn't hear Christof's mental shout, he had helpfully lifted one edge of the blanket engulfing Christof.

They were working in the same area.

The hunchback tore out of the rest of the pile in a rage.

"Alright? You seem a bit more, err, flustered. Than usual."

Riley digested the information Yaya offered, trying to decide whether now would be a good time to try and sneak out, after all. She looked at her dwindling pile, weighing the benefits of sneaking out versus staying and finishing the job she was given. Hearing the cry from Christof, she cringed, and looked back down at him.

I said I was sorry! She murmured, sending him an affectionate nudge, before getting back to work.

Well, I wouldn't mind if, for once, something horrible didn't happen when we least expect it. She murmured to Yaya. Let's see if we can finish this fast enough to make that dream a reality. That was enough incentive for Riley.

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Claire no longer had any respect for this Hellma woman. She was, however, extremely scared of her. She was so upset at how terribly brutal this punishment was. She wasn't even there to play! It was all an accident! Claire thought it best not to say that to Hellma or that other teacher... Red, was it? So she kept her mouth shut and dealt with it by being moody and irritable.
She had a job ahead of her. No matter how disgusting and painful, it was her duty.
"H-Hi, all. Uhm. This looks fun!" she muttered sarcastically. It wasn't to anyone in particular.
"I suppose I should... Uh... Start cleaning, then." She picked a nose peg from her bag and rolled up her sleeves. She was wearing an old t-shirt that her mother owned.
She picked up a sheet and gagged. It was just...Ugh.
Claire simply assumed she was going to be stuck with the horrible cleaning job, so she got to work. GROSS.

Claire noticed the boil. He was... Odd. But she didn't mind, it was company and right now she needed someone to get her mind off the dreadful task. She was also glad that he was there, and her mood pretty much disappeared.
"Hello." She peered at him curiously. "I hope this detention doesn't take too long. It's really smelly in here. And not the good smelly. Bad smelly. You know what I mean?" She bit her lip.
She didn't know this boil, but he looked familiar. She assumed that he had been at the truth or dare too. She stared intently at his face, wondering. She then moved her non-stinky hand and pointed at his face, gently poking his nose. She then shrugged and moved over so that he had room to help her with the laundry.
"What's your name?" She asked him. The sheet slipped through her fingers and then stopped as the warm liquid that had a distinct green tint to it reached her fingers.
This is absolutely gross. Is this legal? Ew.

She shook her head at Livi as Tess released her from the hug, "I'm fine now! The faster we finish this, the faster we leave... I should continue to help." She managed a smile, flexing an arm as if to show that she really was fine; besides, despite the rather shocking experience, she really wasn't hurt in any way... She'll just have to talk to the Kelpie about this one day...

"Thank you, Tess," She beamed at the ghoul, glad that the Undead was thinking the same thing she was - while she was not mentally scarred by the incident, she was not about to fuel her already declining respect for Calder by staring at the vat of bleach she was almost pushed into... Ugh, and she had such a good impression of him before too! All spoiled just because he couldn't control himself?

She looked as Tess took over her station before moving over to where the blankets were being hung out to dry. While the smell of soap and bleach were present on some of them, at least most of the nasty stains had been washed out. Tucking her hair behind her ears in order to get into the mood for work, Lizzy begun to hang out the blankets to dry, placing two sheets to overlap each other a little before pegging the overlapping part down to the line.

"Right, a million more to go..." She muttered softly to herself.

Carthusia frowned and walked to where Lizzy had been standing. This one had the right idea and since none of them could leave without finishing the job, they might as well buckle down and do what needed to be done. She took up one pile of the left-to-do blankets and looked to Lizzy to see how to go about finishing this terrible job. The girl looked as good as she could despite almost being drowned by the Romance Guru. Apparently he couldn't hold himself together around vats of water, which made the demon nervous. Was he one of those individuals that had to be put away because they had no self control? The thought was downright frightening. Carthusia frowned and started to wash some of the blankets in the bleach, rolling up her sleeves as she did so. This was ridiculous, but at least not dangerous. Well, not dangerous usually.

She would have leveled a glare at Calder had that been beneficial or constructive, but it wasn't. Instead, Pride's wings kept her long hair in check as she started to scrub. The blankets were heavily stained with Jack-knew-what and to keep from pondering it, Carthusia struck up a conversation with those nearby. "A million more to go, but more arms to help, right?" she offered with a tired smile. Laundry was hard work, and now she wondered if the gnomes had all kept up with it, or if it was never kept up with at all. That thought disturbed her a little. "Claire, you want to help by folding? It doesn't smell so bad over here."

Having three other Avarice around was comforting for certain. Barth was being his usual self, but at least Claire and Livi had the right idea. Dunking another blanket into the vat, Carthusia started to scrub again. Hey, think about it this way - all this scrubbing may lead to muscles?

She noticed a orange-haired Demoness looking her way, even if it was only briefly. Being polite, Lizzy offered her a smile and a dip of her head as a brief greeting; wasn't she an Avarice like Livi, Claire and Barth? However, the ghoul's name slipped her mind at the moment, although she had heard rumors about her being Livi's ghoulfriend... They really should get acquainted some time! Judging from her gorgeous dress, she must have good fashion taste; perhaps she enjoys shopping too?

While she would love to join the Pride Demoness, her priority was to get the blankets hung up for drying; while she noticed that G and Riley were making good progress, she figured that an extra part of hands (well, technically, she has four pairs) would help.