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When Mot's hat went straight to smack right into Mac's face, she couldn't resist giggling, and then chuckling... Before laughing. It didn't last long, however, when she saw the look on Mot's face; ah yes... Not being comfortable without his hat, or something like that? At least, that had been her assumption, ever since she caught him in his room without it on, and he acted odd.

She wasn't sure what to make of Akubi's mannerisms, but she couldn't sense any maliciousness from him... Trying not to think too much about it, she reached out for Mot's hat, grabbing it before walking over to the cowboil. Tiptoeing, she reached for the top of his head to put the hat on... Only to lose her balance for some odd reason.

The good thing? The hat was put (lopsided) back on his head.

The bad thing? She fell right on Jericho, who was topless. And had just arrived with a ghoul under him, in a very... Compromising position. Now it's a Jericho sammich, as Lizzy landed on him, stomach first, on top of his wings.

Her face was completely red as she tried to get up, but ended up flailing instead.

Riyo had already regretted leaving the house today, but now she downright hated herself for it. "Get off!" She hissed, her voice strained from the weight on top of her.

It didn't help that the weight had increased after another student apparently fell onto the dragon as well. Dear sweet Jack, she never saw herself going out this way. She couldn't even reach up to wipe the blood off her face.

"I'll scream!" Though... At this point her voice was nothing but a squeak. Without a doubt, this was 100 times worse than the incident in the cafeteria with Deacon. Not only did she feel violated, but there was not a damn thing she could do about it. "Help! S-s-sexual harassment! That's my purse, I don't know you!" That's what you were supposed to say when you were being harassed, right? Wasn't that what the books said? The fact that she didn't even own a purse failed to cross her frazzled mind.

"S-sorry!" She stammered before rolling off Jericho, sitting on the ground next to him, legs curled up under her as she looked up at Mot, looking both dazed and thoroughly embarrassed, her face a shade of red she didn't know exist before. It took a moment for her to register Mot's comment, and she just... Couldn't think of anything to say.

Instead, she looked up at him with the most pitiful, doe-eyed expression ever, mixed with a 'IDIDN'TMEANTODOIT' look.

Levi had noticed Hel's suspicions around Akubi's arrival and the sudden misfortunes happening to those around. Levi didn't go for another cookie as Akubi suggested she do, but instead she went in to inspect the boil further. The tatzel's tail swayed and her ears flitted back in strolling up to the boil.
N' what kinda critter are ya?... Not having to reach too much, Levi poked at one of the fluffy black ears on the catboil, checking his fur consistency. Not as firm...it's softer than tatzel fur... She circled Akubi then and flicked at his tail with the end of her own long tail to see what his reaction would be.

Then there was a crashing of students. Instinctively, Levi crouched behind Akubi; not out of fear... but to use him as a shield. On closer inspection, it looked like Jericho had fallen from the sky and onto an unfamiliar ghoul, nearing closely to Lizzy. Levi was about to bound over to collect the petite ghoul, but she-... well, it seemed she fell on Jericho and wanted to attack his wings or something. Levi smiled and wanted to cheer on the small ghoul with this display of roughness. Atta ghoul, Lizzy! Ye show 'im! ... Levi hadn't computed the sexual harassment bit from Riyo, obviously. That sort of material had a way of rolling over her...

Looking to Mot, the tatzel nodded her head slightly in agreement. Stranger by tha' second...these things happenin'... She tilted her head and glanced back to Akubi then.

The unfamiliar ghoul seemed to be extracted and Lizzy had gotten up off of him only to sit beside, but how was the red dragon boil? Ya'll right thar, Jericho? Jeeze, what'went on thar? loosin' yer touch? She offered him a hand to grasp to get back up on his feet with a smirk to match her tone. Once up, Levi chuckled at the thought of Jericho's stumble and looked to the doll-like Lizzy to offer her a hand as well. Didn't know ya had it in ya, Lizzy. C'mon up~

"N'aww someone is a bit frosty toward Akubi-kitten," he murmured toward the two-toned ghoul with his usual grin, "I'm sorry that the ruination of your clothing has put you off," he sounded sincere yet somehow gently teasing. The feline boil wasn't trying to start a fight but if she wanted to tussle he wouldn't back off.

He watched as Levi inspected him, his slit shaped pupils grew wide as did his grin. He let her poke at his ears and then flick his stubby tail, "I'm an Akubi-cat." He grinned happily at her, being mysterious but he followed it up with a shrug, "I cannot help what happens. It is my lot, it seems, that my presence causes things to...go a bit sour. I can cry or I can just enjoy the chaos. I choose to enjoy."

Crying was pathetic, weak. Lamenting over what he can't control was ... stupid. At least he admitted that he might be the source of all these things going 'wrong' though he did tap his chin a bit, "It might just be happenstance as well." He was full of himself but he didn't believe the world existed just for him - just the people did.

When there was a crash of a new boil and another ghoul his pupils widened more and if possible more so when Lizzy crashed onto the pair. This was delicious for him; the whole thing was ecstasy, a delight for his soul, "Everyone okay?" he laughed cheerfully, "That was quite the crash. Ten points!" He watched as everyone tried to get up and straighten themselves out, even another boil came to help the girl that had landed under the dragon boil.

Akubi observed the other boil trotting up and then losing an important part of his apparel he stared a moment before looking away...Still grinning. This was a thing of beauty, "Woah now," he said cheerfully, "that is most indecent."

"Y' got a problem with my clothes?" Petro quirked a square-root brow at Akubi, then glanced down to discover his state of undress. "Huh," he grunted, but didn't show any signs of dismay or discomfort, be it his face or stance. If anything, the tall, spike-haired boil seemed more comfortable, as if this was natural. At Deacon's question, the horse boil just gave him a cheeky grin, "Hey, if that's what y' think y' oughta do."

So, according the the short boil, he brought bad luck? That was not the kind of person one would want around often. He seemed nice enough, albeit slightly disturbed in a sense that the cat enjoyed the misfortune.

Speaking of unfortunate things, Mot turned to regard Petro, catching sight of... wow, of something he didn't care to see at all. Mot snorted, turning his head away and laughing into a cupped hand. "Tro, there are ladies present. Perhaps you'll try and find something to cover yourself with?"