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Another team thing, huh? Roch stood and slipped out of the theater, as unnoticed as he'd been when he'd slipped in. There was something... well, he'd have to deal with the promise he'd made. That meant Danny would be a problem.

Then again, they would have never agreed who the leader was between the two of them, anyway.

King nodded. So the boil did remember him. And their strange antics. While still unsure how he felt about the whole thing, the boil was rather jovial, and to King that bode well on his outlook. "Thank your you highness. And sadly, while I am fond of trials and tests to measure one's skills, I have only just arrived here, and, I know very little of these horsemen as well as what they represent. Unless I can make an informed decision, I somewhat cannot make one at all, thus, I end with the formulation to sit out and possibly watch."
Sitting himself down he nodded at the other boil he'd only met in passing. "What of you two? Shall you both participate in said trials that these horsemen offer? Or will you watch?"





The scamplifier squealed obnoxiously again - were they ever going to learn to operate that thing properly? - and Thackery's ears pinned back in horror. They rang through the beginning of the announcement, but he got the general gist of it. Trials. He hoped it wouldn't be like either of the exams he'd already taken...both of which had been failed terribly. And those were in the company of strangers! He couldn't shame himself like that in front of Ash.

He might have been the Most Awesome King Thackery (of Pain and Cute), but he wasn't foolish enough to think that he could do something he couldn't do only a month ago. It was a careful rise to greatness...because he hadn't made any wishes to tiny creatures lately.

There was a lot of pressure, but he was going to lead his group to A NEW AGE. That's what coming of age stuff meant, right?

He'd just finished pumping himself up and was looking quite pleased with himself when the boil approached him. Thackery waved him over excitedly.

"Hi, Frost Knight! You're welcome in my company any time. 'Cause you're my knight." He nodded firmly. "Are you gonna participate? Or sit it out?"

Malodore nodded, understanding. "Si, I think we've heard all there is to hear, for now..." Something about the horseman's attitude bothered it, but it couldn't quite figure out why. It would have to mull it over later.

Squeezing Riley's hand gently, it nodded to the others and stood.

Aurian blushed prettily under Mai's affectionate greeting. Her arms wrapped around the other ghoul, hugging her tightly. "It's so good to see you again, Mai," she told the ghost. Not to mention a relief to have someone as excited to see her as she was to see them. Aurian really didn't have much self-confidence without a weapon on her hands (and even then, it was mostly bravado and determination, not the result of any real experience).

Aurian's cheeks nearly matched her eyes in colour as Vaith mimicked her own tentative words back at her. Summoning up her courage, she blurted out, "We could be a team again!"

... Right as Mai took pity and suggested the same thing. Aurian deflated, but it was with a smile. Someone else had the same idea as her. Aurian wasn't the only one who'd thought they made a good team and wanted to work together again. She grabbed Mai impulsively, near-glomping the other ghoul. "Yes! I'll bring you sugar spookies and hot drinks to keep you awake. Um, for Vaith, too," she added, giving him a shy grin over her shoulder. "And Note! ... If Note eats." Aurian had no clue if the tattoo-dragon needed anything to survive other than Vaith's special abilities.

Releasing Mai, Aurian glanced back and forth between her two friends, almost boucning in excitement. "So, it's decided? We're a team?"

The boil didn't seem to mind talking about dissipation, but he fortunately dropped the topic rather quickly. Gene really didn't want to think about it any more than she already did. Her body seemed to like to remind her of it, though, as random limbs kept fading in and out. She'd always had a pretty stable grasp of the Fear that constituted her, until that day. Just another thing to blame on the Horseman.

Before she got a chance to reply to what the Demon had said - she chuckled at the shiny joke - Arel began to speak, then the Horseman. She listened with light interest at best, noting the undertones in his voice. He still didn't think Amity was worthy, did he?

Once the announcements were over, the Doppelganger leaned forwards to talk to the Demon boil once again. "Seems like he still thinks we're trash. Maybe this will be our opportunity to shove his false conclusions in his face?" She got up from her seat then, and offered the boil a small parting wave. "See you around, then." She left then, still giving the Horseman the stink eye. She'd show you, pony boil

Natalia read the text in low breath and then proceeded to shove the phone back into her pocket without bothering to reply. There was no need, after all, since she was already following a group of students headed toward the auditorium and she had already suspected that Whisper would be somewhere amongst the crowd. Something was a foot, and although the monster was falling behind on daily gossip--she HAD heard from one creature or another about some 'trial'.

The ickycom message also helped clue her in...

"HEY!" The ghoul wailed in vain, jumping once with a flail of her arms as a speck of citrus and brown came into view. A beautiful...glorious...delectable speck of sexy goodness...DEAR JACK Whisper was looking good! Or, well she always did, at least in Natalia's eyes, but having not seen the hellhound in a few days made the very glimpse of her worth drooling. Worth sprinting, even, as monster took off in a run toward her ghoulfriend, her sights shifting only when the individual speaking with Whisper became visible..."Oh...OH! MORT!!!!" Rising up to the appropriate aisle and shuffling toward two, Natalia greeted each of them with a kiss. On the lips. Mort's strictly platonic, a pop of her lips against his as brief as a blink; but for Wisp she pressed firmly and then lingered with a smirk held inches from the demon's face. "Well hello there buttercup!"

Standing over Whisper gave the monster a perfect eagle-eye view of her bewbs. But she didn't stare for too long, adjusting her stance to face the zombie boil.

"Where have you been, Morty?! Long time no see!" The nickname was adopted on the spot while she turned to pull her tail in close and squeezed in beside her demon. Several of the others surrounding them now seemed catch her eye more easily, not all of them familiar to her but each receiving a wave in greeting. "And what is going on in here, babe?"

A strange ghoul with a large tail had already wedged herself between Alexander's knees and the row in front of him to talk to Mort. Then she had moved to sit...on Miss Taryn? Next to Miss Taryn? He really was not sure at this point.

And now another ghoul was approaching as the poor mantodae that simply did not want to be in the way and was trying to figure out what was happening with this group that Alexander had just placed him...them? in. Or was trying to arrange. Something. So long as he was in the event and could keep Alexander from getting into too much trouble.

And then the new ghoul was kissing Mort. And then kissing the other ghoul. And taking her time doing it. In public. Which was horribly offensive just in the action but she was doing it while standing directly in front of him, and as it was a ghoul he really was not in a place to do anything about it. He could not find a good place to look, for some reason not wanting to look at Alexander to see what he thought of this display. "Perhaps we should leave? Now?" He questioned, voice a little too loud. And stressed. Obviously stressed. If he had not shown up with Alexander he probably would have been out the door at this point.

Circe had sat silently through assembly, sitting off by herself near the back of the stands. She mentally went through her ritual of deciding things and by shear luck of the draw ended up on the decision that she would participate in this event. Though she wondered if the decision she was making was the right one or not. "Oh well." Circe concluded with a shrug. Quickly she rose to her feet as the students began to file out or group up to gossip about what might be going down soon.

Simply shaking her head Circe continued to make her way down the stands. When she reached the final bench she stopped, still standing on it's hard surface and placed one hand on her hip, tapping her fingers against her belt. So three students to a group at minimum. And what else did Arel say? Oh! He mentioned Y2 students. How was she going to con one of them into joining her team?

O A O

Oh dear. Things were looking grim already.

Pushing her arms out in front of her as if she could physically push the negative thoughts away, Circe sighed. This was not the time to have a meltdown of grand proportions. Focus on making a team, worry about the other details later. "I can do this." Circe said with confidence. Smiling now the blonde headed ghoul began to look around the room for some stray students like herself that might be looking for a group too, her hand raised to her brow as if she was some kind of pirate on a ship.

Euphoric Ghost