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Mitsu had welcome Lafayette onto her lap pleased to have him. She cuddled the little reptile close for a moment before she felt the tap on her shoulder. Looking back at Shun she followed his gesturing hand toward the shaded umbrellas. Ah, good idea! Now that Mitsu thought about it...she felt really hot. The light here was really intense. Far more intense than the pumpkin sun back home.

Scooping the little gator into her arms Mitsu nodded to Cameron. "Of course I will watch him." He was kind of like a doggy in a way and Mitsu really liked doggies.

Making her way to the shaded area Mitsu had a seat under the umbrella noting how much cooler it was out of the sun's direct rays. Oh jack it felt wonderful. Though Lou once again had her attention, her brows furrowing as he seemed to be yelling at Xiu.

"H..has everyone met Lou before?" She asked Shun her eyes then turning toward the bleachers were a number of people were dancing. The dancing reminded her of Prom. Were they supposed to dance? She looked at Shun with a questioning gaze before pointing toward the number of people who had joined in.

"Castles...out of sand..."

Lumi mused slightly. Watching the students she stood on tiptoes and only half listened to Shenny. Hearing a snippet about horsemen she turned back to Shenny.

"Horsemen..."

Her brain faulted slightly as she tried to remember,

"oh! Right horsemen. I'm not sure what I think of them just yet. I think possibly if we could get in good with them it would be fantastic...besides if any are good looking it would be an added bonus."

Lumi winked at Shenny, after throwing the tidbit about good looking be they student or horsemen.

As Shun turned the phone toward her Mitsu took it so that she could read it a bit easier. "Its from Xiu. It says, Do you think I'd get in trouble if I marched over and punched him? Its followed by a strange angry face." After she was done she looked to Shun thoughtfully. "Do you want me to send a text back?" She really wasn't thinking about the words in the text.

There were blood stains on Valentino again and he wasn't sure where the crimson dropplets had come from. He was still suffering from the fumes he had breathed in at the lab and now there were moments that he couldn't account for after having left his lab. Sally as usual had suggested the Valentino's sheer stupidity was the main culprit and when he thought, those around him were so off put m they exploded. Valentino however was sure that the blood came from the owner of the severed arm he was carrying. Whoever the owner was, at least his shorts fit Valentino. The stink of having been in the same clothes was insufferable. Flies had been following him since he had left his lab. His soiled clothes gone however, Valentino's neutral smell has mostly returned.

After having left his lab, Valentino's wanderings had taken him throught the portal. He hadn't left his lab for at least a year and the influx of new students was shocking. So many new subjects!

Following the crowd of boils and gouls, Valentino wandered to the spectators booth. It was magical the way that the crowds opened up for Valentino. Anyone taking a look at him, a blood coved boil with a shovel in one hand and big smile on his face, probably didn't want to be next to him.

Finding a seat, hastily abandoned, Valentino sat down and wondered how long it would take for the blood on him to coagulate and dry.

It probably wasn't the biggest surprise to see him there, and yet the Heir to Conquest of the Horsemen had still made an appearance, dressed as he always was and looking...irate to some extent. This seemed so much like child's play to him it was almost.....

It was almost something, and he wasn't sure what the feeling he was having about what that something was. Was he disappointed by it? Amused? Annoyed? Angry? All of these festivities and they weren't even going to get a show of what scratched the surface to his trials - the ones he remembered.

Yet on the surface, Invictus didn't look half as turmoiled as he was on the inside about everything. Part of him searched the stands to see if the Horseman he was looking for was there. Was his father there? Part of him knew it wasn't likely. Father had deemed this group of students as a disappointment and thus would likely invest little more time into them.

He couldn't shake that want, however.

Invictus had never seen this individual who was asking him about his opinions on the trial, but never the less, he entertained them. It was a good social course to take and it was better than seething internally in question for the entire event. The boil being undead or not had no standing in how he felt about the entire matter - his curiosity was enough for his standing.

"If you recognize someone, root for them. If you don't, pick someone you think will do well and root for them. I myself am not.... 'rooting' for anybody in particular. I simply want to see how the trials of the Four Clans play out when they've been so.... watered down." he answered. True, he did have a favorite he'd like to see do well, and yet he wasn't sure he was going to give her his public support just yet.

He wanted to see what she did, after all. Though a small look around did tell him that the girls weren't there yet. A shame, to be the master of a harem that was simply not present for good company. They may have been looking elsewhere for a vantage point, however.

Lafayette wasn't a big fan of moving out of the sun, but if it made his primary scrit-scritter happy, well, he'd whine a little and move on. Besides, the big pumpkin in the sky here was a lot brighter than the one back home, so even in the shade he could feel the heat radiating around them. And even the boil had given him a pat! Eeeeeeee~ 8D

"Who's Xiu?" he piped up cheerily. "Why're we punching things? I like biting things more - they can't get away while in your mouth. And it makes them stop moving faster~" Which was always a win for a creature like him, who wasn't fast to begin with. "Also what's texting? Is it like writing? Oooo, wassa thaaaaaat?" he asked, eyeing the phone.

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Pfff. "C'mon, Gnomeo, you look like ya ready ta burn too," Cameron stated once he finished yelling, hooking her arm in his and beginning to force him onward before more trouble was had that she didn't personally cause. "Lou, y'said? Know a lotta Lous myself back home. No Xius, though, dat be a foreign one. Watchoo doin' here besides watching' the wildlife, eh?"