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And then Lizzy started to sparkle. It was enough to make Shun take a step back and away from her. It was unsettling whenever she did that. Seriously. His eye twitched a little at the sight as well.

"I was here before you arrived," he said, finally speaking up.

Though, his attention soon shifted to the one who introduced herself as Canon. With the way she was beaming, he was a little leery that she might start sparkling herself. Thankfully, this wasn't the case.

"Shun Kuroda," he said quietly, giving his name in turn. As for the question, he just nodded in response to it. The Reaper was still somewhat leery of those he wasn't as familiar with. It was always hard to tell what new faces around could be true students versus wolves in sheep's clothing. Or so to speak.

A part time job... now that was something Verusha could get behind! Hey she liked to go to the maul, or concerts, and the like, so some extra bucks would certainly come in handy! Maybe she could even get that new mp3 that she'd seen last time she went to the electronic's store! So it was to no surprise that the reaper had made her way to wait in the office with... the various other students who seemed up to the challenge as well. Slightly surprised, but not entirely, from the turnout, the ghoul wore a confident grin, her firedog looking rather disgruntled about the mass amount of students in one place... how annoying.. and crowded!

The wall was so nice and comfy, not work related at all, that Belladonna half considered just leaning against it for the rest of the day. Surely they would ask her what her job was and she would reply with the straightest of faces that it was to keep this wall standing. Mostly because she really, really didn't want to do the work she was sure she'd have to. Which really begged a variety of questions about why she had even bothered to show up, desperate to make her own way or not. Thankfully all these were curtailed by the sight of Gene and more notably her very fabulous looking scarf.
With all the finesse of some terrible ocean dwelling creature that swims through its brethren to seek out the one it wants to devour, Belladonna made her way between the crowds of people until she was standing awkwardly close to the ghost ghoul.
"That is a magnificent scarf. I can't knit at all and I've tried!" Obviously that was an indicator of how very difficult the task was. "But you do it so well..." The witch trailed off in her praise to instead turn her biggest, most glittery eyes to Gene for no other reason than she could and that Gene was her friend and rather good at knitting and that scarf was so lovely and she wanted someone to talk to. All truly fabulous reasons, really.

"EEEEPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!" Joachim let out rather ghoulie shriek as he clutched his sides and fell to one knee. He din't expect anyone to attack him while he was in the office, in fact as far as he was aware he didn't even know anyone in the room. His eyes were wide as he took in a few deep breathes of air trying to still his over beating heart, "What what... who..."

He peered over his shoulder in fear until he realized he recognize the face of the culprit that had molested him.

"Muka.... is that you...?" With this recent, or possibly long term considering the last time they had meet, weight gain Joachim almost didn't recognize his friend. Merel on the other hand squeaked happily waving her little paw at him.

Clearly Terra and Chaya were a match made in hea--Halloween. And Frost just got dragged into the middle of it. The poor boil.

"I will have to cook for both of you!" Because she had missed out on the bacon. But she would not mind! She would add bacon in her meal!

"N-Night you friggin' s**t! Let go!"

Night's 'greeting' was returned with the usual flailing of arms and stammering. Just like all the times before. In truth, the black dog hadn't expected to encounter Night here, in fact, he didn't expect to see the black cat anytime soon and still greeting him like old times. Seeing him here and now... it was almost like nothing had changed. But it had and just when they were starting to get along.

"I'm just looking." He grumbled out, sliding out from under the black cat's arms and fixing his scarf.

If it hadn't been for the horsemen and that stupid gem, they probably would have been good friends. But even now, there it was, hanging there like some sort of prize. In spite of its seemingly harmless appearance, Tybalt regarded the gem as a taint. Night had shown it to him once before and during their fight something had come over Night. Something dark and corrupt, no doubt caused by that very gem.

The last thing West needed was money. He had seeds pouring out of every orifice—or credit cards at the very least—and as long as his parents didn't disown him for not visiting in more than a year, he was pretty much set as far as cash was concerned. Even if they did cut him off, he had plenty of possessions to sell and an uncle he could stay with after he graduated, at least until he got on his feet. No, he didn't need the promised money. He needed companionship. He needed cheer. He needed hugs. From everybody.

They were horrible, these sweater-making, hug-giving, red-and-green-wearing urges, but the boil had found that if he remained calm and didn't demand that the Christmassy feelings mingle with his own natural wrath, they were at least tolerable. And it... helped to be around students, so here he was.

The demon might have been JOY-afflicted, but that didn't make him any more outwardly social, despite the whole hugging thing. He entered the office with a small, forced smile on his face, his brows simultaneously furrowed in frustration. Everything would be fine. He would just stand here soaking it in for a few minutes, and then he'd be on his way.