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Esuyak had been about to push his way in to the Baphomet's conversation with the other person when suddenly the long-haired junior twisted around and called Esuyak -- YES, Esuyak -- a fuggin' squirt? Oh. Oh no you did NOT just call Esuyak a squirt!

The kumiho's expression contorted in to a rather mean one, the boy placing his hands on his hips in a rather sassy and confrontational display, eyebrows pinching together in massive disapproval.

"S'cuse you! Who are you callin' a fuggin' squirt, eh? That's just demeaning. What's your deal?" Foot in mouth. That was Esuyak's way, it seemed. Always having to get offended or easily ruffled about something.

"Did your mom drop your soulstone or something? Damn."

Gaius wasn't sure what to think with all of this. The usually laidback, easy going mutant had gathered into the auditorium as instructed, his pack of familiars coming with him. In his mind the message kept repeating, each word being dissected, trying to piece together what it meant.

Experiments... scientists... on stones? to prevent stuff. He sat comfortably on the ground, all his critters circled around him, his own eyes closing in deep thought. It was quite interesting... eating live beings to survive. What a diet. But anyone knew that tampering with dark magics would only lead to grave outcomes. Rather than being really afraid, he was quite intrigued! He wanted to know more... The person giving the message seemed scorned, and for good reason, and was going to take revenge on everyone. It seemed like misdirected anger, considering no one but the authorities knew of this. But... pain and anger made folks do things without really thinking all the time.

Mini wings twitching faintly on his back as he mulled, his eyes peeled open to slowly scan around him at those that were panicked and freaking out in the room. Well that wouldn't do any good... but he couldn't fault them, either. By the sounds of it, they were going to be on these revenge seeking individuals' menus. But being a man of logic, Gaius wanted to perhaps devise some ideas, and plans, to nullify this march of war and chaos.

Hiroshi blinked. He suddenly felt a wave of regret well up inside of himself. He may not have been among the Kumiho that this child had met when she was there, but he knew all too well how the Elders in the village could be and he somehow felt responsible, even if they wouldn't allow the regular villagers to become involved in what took place. He couldn't help but take a step back, shaking his head slightly. "I'm.... I'm sorry..." He started with what almost sounded like defeat in his voice. "I know that what the Elders put you through couldn't have been pleasant..." It made him sick that someone so young had to go through that and that yet again here she was, going through something else so traumatic. There was a part of him that wanted to reach out and hug her, but he wasn't sure that she'd allow that from someone like him, especially given what she had been through.

The Kumiho gave a soft smiled when the Fallen spoke, but he couldn't help but hesitate when he heard the Chimera's words, not sure what to do. He was convinced that his presence was probably upsetting her even more. Should he go? "If I can help in any way to find your friends..." Though he wasn't sure what he could do. It wasn't like he was in any better shape to go find his brother either. He almost took another step back, allowing the Fallen to take the initiative he stopped when he heard a name he hadn't heard in a while. "You know... Tomoe?" There was a hint of surprise in his voice. He vaguely remembered Tomoe being involved in the whole fiasco, but he wasn't sure how much contact the outsiders had had with him.

He let out a sigh, completely confused on what to do. He was glad that the Fallen, Yaruka, was at least there to help, he wasn't sure that the Chimera would want to deal with him since she seemed upset about the whole event that had happened in the Forest. "I'm Hiroshi..." He felt it was at least polite to introduce himself.

Was it just him, or were there a million freshlings in here? Oh well. They'd been in the auditorium for a while now, and it seemed like nothing much was happening. Kuni was still keeping an eye out for Erion (no sign of him yet) and was keeping his ear cocked (metaphorically speaking) for any change in the sound of Mushroom's voice. It seemed like he wasn't the only person who'd brought a pet with him--though to be fair to everyone else, they had probably come back from trick-or-treating when the alarm went off. It wouldn't be an event at the Academy without random pets wandering around.

Looking for someone else to give a plushie to, Kuni spotted a Nixie/Geist hybrid looking for...something. Hey, he might as well... He walked up to the freshling and tapped them on the shoulder. "Ve can't go back to our rooms yet, so here's a plushie." He handed it to the freshling, then hesitated. There had to be something else to say, as the great comforter that he had been assigned to be. "Is zere anysing else you need? Are you doing alright?"

Guess who was having the worst time of their life? Apparently everyone if Trudy was to judge but to be quite honest, they were an absolutely awful judge because everything and everyone tended to skew on the this-is-the-worst side so maybe take that with a grain of salt. Regardless, Trudy was definitely one of those in a state of utter panic and terror, and that was just from the initial emergency broadcast.

X's little spiel had Trudy wanting to curl in on themselves and hide under the ground. They'd frozen in fear and was simply swept up with the sea of bodies. Before they knew it, they were through the doors and sealed within the auditorium along with the rest of the school it seemed. And they really did not want to be. They weren't claustrophobic but too many people were just too close for comfort and- oh hai Trudy's anxiety, did you want to rear your ugly unwanted head?

In an attempt to calm down, Trudy fixed their bicolored eyes on their feet. Then they wished they were wearing something other than their fluffy fennekin slippers.

What was happening? Everyone had rushed into this area, they were all sealed in... What did they say? "No... Not again..." They couldn't leave. It was like the forest all over again. The forest... The Kumiho... Harley's ears perked up, tears threatening to make an appearance. "Yuta! Where are you?" She couldn't see the two tail Kumiho in the sea of people. The hybrid had promised to watch over him and she was screwing it up. She slumped against a wall, feeling lost, confined, and alone. She didn't even know where Echo was. She planted herself on the ground against the wall trying to take deep, calm breaths. She didn't want to panic but she was about to panic.


Was this all part of the event? Yuta was excited, rushing around with the others, but people seemed to be panicked and scared. He needed to find Harley. "Haaaarleeeeeey!" The purple haired Kumiho called for the girl as they rushed in. Luckily for him, he caught a glimpse of her retreating to a corner to sit in. He made his way over to her and squeezed her hand gently. "Hey, look, it's ok! We're all safe here together!" They hybrid seemed lost in her thoughts. Maybe someone older would be able to help her out? "Stay here! I'll be right back~" Yuta needed to stay positive for his friend! He skipped off in a random direction to find an older kid that might be able to help Harley. "Hey, you!" He tugged on the other's shirt. "Can you help me cheer up my friend?"

Zeta was still staring at the screens as the broadcast went off. She wasn't sure what to make of this, or the fact that they'd been herded into what were supposed to be safe houses but really made the Elf feel like they were all trapped. Trapped like rats. She had no love for enclosed spaces in the best of times and this was far from a good time. While the monochrome Elf internalized her freaking out, there was a Baphomet nearby who apparently did the opposite. Zeta ground her teeth and clenched her fists in an effort to not snap at the panicking one.

It didn't work. The more he paced, the more irritated Zeta got. "Hey!" she called out, stepping in front of him so he would have to stop or step around her. "Quit it!" she hissed. "You're going to freak out the younger kids even more than they already are." Not that she really cared, but she thought it might have bearing for the Baphomet.

Leslie was tired, confused, and honestly kind of scared. They had been out trick-or-treating with Rowan when suddenly the evacuation order came, and a caretaker showed up to grab them and bring them back inside the auditorium. Somewhere between here and there they got separated from Rowan, and were now frantically trying to look for them - or Ella, either of the siblings, really, they just didn't want to be alone.
There was no trace of the purple hybrid in the crowd that was gathered inside, which made Leslie's stomach sink a bit. Wandering around between students and random festivalgoers, it took the little imp a good while before they spotted a familiar combination of turquoise and pink. Ella was here, at least!

Hurrying over, the child called out their adoptive sister's name, grabbing the hem of her shirt gently. "Ella, have you seen mom or Rowan anywhere? Are you okay?" they blurted out in a small voice.
It took Leslie a moment to realize Ella wasn't alone though, and they blushed a bit from embarrassment as they greeted the other hybrid junior. "H-hi.. Are you one of big sister's friends?"