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Adelle took the candy cautiously, staring down at it once it sat snug in her palm. Her snakes prodded at the bit of cheeriness with their wedge-shaped noses as an afterthought, investigating the wrapper without bypassing it. Only G's warning prevented a taste test, though what else a piece of peppermint was good for, the gorgon couldn't guess. Turning it over in her hand, she decided that the hard treat bore an uncanny resemblance to a round mouth lined with sharp, red teeth; but it smelled innocuously minty, and she'd earned it by participating in that ridiculous game. Doing a quick check around the car, she slipped it into one of the small, inner-pockets on her bag, making sure it was secure by giving the spot a light pat.

The wailing at the other end of the seat row had her straightening automatically, face darkening when she realized the degree to which she'd been distracted. It didn't take long for her attention to hone in another body further cramping the area, although it was less a matter of the being taking up physical space than the wary sidling of others trying to get away from him. Considering how worked-up the ghost appeared, the discomfort was justified. Squinting and tilting her head at just the right angle let her see the swirl of phantom features that sat just beneath the straw hat's brim, the unnerving smile etched there making her skin itch. But it was just another game with another proctor, asking them to toss items in the air like it was a parade or something. Unnecessary, but the peppermint reward was still fresh in her mind, and she had to begrudgingly admit that it wasn't that difficult a task if she came away with something new.

Frowning slightly, the gorgon cast around for something on her person, finally selecting the loose drape of neon ribbon on her shoulders. Sliding it off and affixing the skull-brooch to the front of her dress instead, she bunched it up in her hands, the slithery green material hard to handle. Frustrated, she settled for giving the lumpy ball that resulted a halfhearted toss, watching it unwind slightly in the air, a coiled serpent springing into action. "B." She decided, because there was a fifty-fifty chance, no matter which letter fell out of her mouth.

((EDIT oh gosh I forgot to roll))

Carol tried to grab another student's hair, but failed. Apparently students don't like having their hair tugged on. Who knew? Instead she tugged on a lightbulb and pegged it. Feeling proud of herself, her face morphed into a very smug look at she pretended to look at her fingernails.

The old man said something about a letter... "C! Oh...Is there no c? Ok then... A." She would've preferred C as that is the best letter in the alphabet (obviously, Carol's name starts with it!), but A was the second best.
She then sat back down and waited.

Oh! The indignation! Those other students got a...something (she wasn't quite sure what he was handing out...), but SHE didn't? Hmph!

Whatever. She didn't want the crummy ol'...whatever anyway. If 4 people had gotten it, it wasn't exclusive enough for her anyway.

She felt her shoulder bump against something, as she moved away from the old geezer and someone else had moved closer.

"Oh, excuse..." she turned, already apologizing, for common courtesy had been bred into her. "YOU," she said, wrinkling her nose in disgust at the creature next to her. "Watch where you're GOING," she huffed haughtily.

Petro caught his wristband and snorted in mild disappointment that he didn't guess correctly. He supposed it was for the best. What with him having no pockets or bags to keep whatever that was in. Cards of sorts? That didn't sound very exciting. He decided to listen in on the conversation between Haku and the small cluster forming around the other boil. Talking about weather? Heat and cold? Petro thought it sounded like a good means of building endurance. Had he been more familiar with the others, he might have actually joined in. But for now, he was fine with listening in on the conversation.

"Hmm, well that was interesting," Tari said as she caught her headband and replaced it. The ankh hung just at her forehead, giving her a rather regal look. She ruffled her wings, they ached to be allowed to stretch but this car was far too crowded for such things. She'd just have to wait until they were outside before she could give a stretch. She looked back to her companions, to continue their previous conversation.

"Ah yes, I suppose my fur is so thin I never accounted for the heat, That and flying does give a good cool breeze," she swished her tail back and forth. Her cat eyes examining the dog boy. Perhaps it was one of the oldest rivalrys of the animal kingdom but suddenly she felt like teasing him. Of course she didn't act on it, after all that would be childish. But a good chase was always so fun.

She looked back to Tahki, wondering how she kept warm up in her cold mountains. Tari hated the cold, it was so rare in her country except at night and even then they kept fires going. She marveled at the other extremes of the land. The cold high mountains where the air was thin. The cement jungle of the city where the noise was deafening. Then her own home in the blistering heat of the desert.

Nefertari looked to the boil who had asked the question. She looked to the dents, wondering the same thing. Perhaps the creature had managed to get into the other cars. Her natural instinct as a guardian animal began to kick in but she had to fight it. After all they weren't allowed to leave the car.

"Maybe, but we can't leave to find out," she grinned a bit, "Though I wouldn't mind a good tussle right now."

The ghoul flexed her claws a bit. Her grin had revealed her sharp feline fangs. Her body, as much of it wasn't covered, showed her to be a well built a muscular ghoul. She was no push over. It was so hard for her sometimes. She was a guardian animal, meant to protect. But she was also a warrior with a love of battle. Normally she kept that energy for the Roughby field but times like these made her fight instinct hard to manage. Her tail began to swish a bit more, twitching with restlessness. Damn being part cat, it was easy to read her sometimes. Damn tail.