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"They won't." Shehk assured. "You need to do a few fun things for yourself, Jericho. It'll be fine." She didn't want to sound too....bossy, but even with things discussed, she wanted to try and keep things at an even keel.

"If this isn't relaxing to you at all, let me know and I'll try to help whatever way I can accommodate for."

Muka did shuffle a bit, away from Christof's direction when the large boil left the room. He wasn't even sure that hunchback saw him but his survival instincts told him to avoid the patchwork at all costs. He observed the tender interaction between the boil and Amrita. It warmed his heart a bit, to see they cared, but he was curious since Amrita and Tahki had said they didn't have dates...

Once the second year had left the owl for more at ease and tugged Joachim along further to the booth. Several pairs had come out and it appeared to be empty.

"Are you ready? Think of a pose!"

The ghoul swallowed the unseen frogs jumping up her throat from the sudden rush of adrenaline now passing. Her lips perked into a smile at the sensation of West's comforting cheek to her skin.

Pulling away as well before she could perform some reciprocating action that she would regret the next day, Levi smiled as well. Once again clinging her vampire teddy to her chest to keep the warmth on her for a bit longer, Levi began back towards the games. Yea! Saw this one... looked like'might be a'hard one... let's see...

She tried to map out where the game was again.

It was hard to stalk someone who could turn their head all the way around. Muka was waiting for Joachim to get over his social jitters and since Christof had left, he turned his head to peek at Amrita.

Turned it allllll the way around.

And peek mostly meant STARE. Oh hey! She was looking back! The strix grinned widely and lifted his hand to wave backwards at her, which was kind of funny since she always waved backwards.

And in the meanwhile, tugged along was a walking set of dead red roses. It happened to be carrying a bag of prizes from the booth and was shuffling forward, only revealing the zomboil's face when he took the time to lower the hand holding the two dozen flowers - like he was afraid doing so might cause them to fall off or something. Tired as he was, Mort still had a little hint of a smile on his face, even though it did bug the puncture wounds in his cheek.

He still recalled how Roch had not looked happy during Christmastival whenever Taryn did certain things to him and was quite glad that he'd had the luck to to not cross paths with the reaper; like he needed to get beat up some more!

It seemed Taryn knew someone in line, so Mort dawdled just behind her awkwardly, not sure whether to initiate conversation or just wait. He knew Ulmuka but, er, not much else beyond the name and good sense in fashion. Much like with Merope's awesome pirate get-up, the zomboil felt very underdressed in his tuxedo-colored shirt next to the striking strix.

Oh yes, Amrita remembered that particular folly when his head turned to stare at her. Dang! She wished she could do that! Aaa! Sadly she had the range of motion that this body gave...maybe one day she'd have to possess a Strix. Or a very flexible corpse. Hm.

Oh, Hey! For a minute there he looked like her! Well sort of. With the backward hands and feet and stuff; everything else was just backward naturally. The sight brought a bright smile to her lips but also a small pang of homesickness deep in her stomach, yet she raised her hand and waved back regardless.

She had been content to just stand by and politely wait for him to finish, but people were milling in and hey - she knew them! Not well mind you, but knew enough!

"Ah! Taryn, Mort! Hi!" The Vetala quickly - or rather, as quickly as she could - moved forward to meet her acquaintances. "Oh my jack, Mort...do you need help carrying those?" They were pretty, but...that was a lot of roses! A lot of them. Plus the poor boil looked tired! That just wouldn't do.

"Err, sorry to interrupt as well, but ah - It's okay to go alone, I saw Roch go alone!" She explained to King, who at best was familiar despite being a complete stranger. "I'm Amrita." A backwards hand extended as she remembered her courtesies, though she looked between the only two she wasn't familiar with; King and Joachim.

Looking at the ghoul he'd not met he smiled. "It's more than alright, I am butting my way into your gathering in the first place. " Her hand was offered and- Oh right. This was a ghoul. Lifting it to his lips he gave the back of her hand a small lick. You kissed the back of a ghoul's hand right? He'd not done it earlier but he'd gotten told it was the right thing to do. It was a small lick, and for a second his fangs itched. He wanted something to chew.

Ignoring it, he bowed. "I am Frost in the Storm Miss Amrita, and it's a pleasure to meet you as well." Looking at Joachim he smiled. "Are you getting your photo taken as well Joachim? Is Muka your new boilfriend?" His head cocked to the side. He though Joachim didn't have a companion!

Scarentines was more and more turning out to be a largely surprising event. People claimed they were not together but actually were? Other gathered only to later break apart and be with others? Loyalty? Honor? Where did such things fall into in this alien celebration? King was getting overly confused again, and no doubt, by the end of the day, he'd curl up in his down, buried under a mound of snow, munching on frozen blue berries and wondering just exactly what horrible things had taken place. If anything he expected a nightmare or two. Maybe three. One might have exploding ghouls. Another crazed students who were pairing up like mad.

Either way he'd be confused.
Like he was when he first arrived, and most likely how he'd been when he left.