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Jove raised his hands and scrambled backwards to avoid the flying pillow, but it smacked against his legs anyway, making his escape pointless. He whirled another pillow in Lizzy's direction, fluffy tail poofed up playfully as he darted behind Calder for shelter. If the kelpie was going to play dead, Jove was going to take full advantage of him while he could.

This whole playing thing was relatively new to the pup, he was usually too busy acting as adult-like as possible and trying to look bigger than he was to indulge in such frivolous activities. He never thought playing with others like this would be so much fun!

Unfortunately the pup's aim was once again off, and he struck the nearby Charlie instead of the demon ghoul.

There, texts sent!

Feeling rather pleased with herself, she tucked her phone back into the pouch of her dress as she returned to the game of 'pillow fight'. Of course, being distracted with texting, she had missed Jove's counter - although seeing how he had missed, it didn't really matter all that much. Noticing how Calder was being used as a shield by Jove, she raised an eye brow before tossing a pillow in that general direction, aiming for both boils.

Feeling her phone vibrate again, she couldn't help but hope that it was from Amrita; when she realized that it was not, she couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed. Still, the text caused her to frown; she could hear his voice saying that in her head. Ughhh. Then again, his reply meant that he was still alive, which was good.



Pouting, she worked on a reply, moving to a corner to try to avoid being hit by any stray pillows - or intentional pillows. Once it was sent, she decided to stay in her corner, grabbing a pillow and using it as a shield. Eying Calder, she quickly flung another pillow at him just as he flung one at her.




To her surprise, another text soon came in after the pillow left her hand - upon seeing that it was from Amrita, she couldn't help smiling in relief and happiness. Quickly, she sent off a text to the Vetala, glad that she was alive and well.

"Aw! No fair, you guys are ganging up on me!" She whined while laughing, raising her arms in a sort of 'surrender pose', skelephone in her hands. She found herself nodding at Alessa's words, however, as she placed her skelephone aside for now, just glad to know that there were some replies to indicate that they were in fact, alive! Well, as alive as a Halloweener could be anyway.

"Payback time!" She picked up the pillow that Alessa had tossed in her direction and tossed it back towards the ghoul.

Thus far, Draven had found the boat ride pleasant, if a little boring. He'd spent a ridiculous amount of time staring at the sea, standing in the wind or attempting to explore the ship. Something about being on an old rotted ship had yet to lose its novelty. All in all, it wasn't a bad trip, so far.

When Cricket had sent them all downstairs, the pillows had been a welcome sight. Draven had no real aversion to feather pillows, feathers could fall of naturally, and they were comfortable. However, he wasn't sure how he felt about pillow fights. In his experience, pillow fights broke feathers, and that was just a annoying. He wasn't sure if it was worth the risk. Though it did look fun...

Since the fight began, he'd stood off a bit to the side, trying to decide if he wanted to jump in. So far, he'd been left out of it, which he was rather alright with.

When the Hobknocker had called out for a game of cards Draven's ears had perked. That was a fully safe and it sounded like a short game, meaning he could dive into the pillow fight if he wanted to (and there were any pillows left).

"I'll play," Draven said as he walked up to the Hobknocker. He looked at the cards in the strange man's hand. Just had to choose a card that was higher than the Hobknocker's? Pure luck, but that was always fun. He reached out his hand and let it hover a bit before grasping a a battered, old card with his thumb and forefinger. Once it was clear of the deck, he turned it over to look at it.

He'd been having a great time throwing pillows and trying NOT to inhaul feathers, but when he saw the TOTer come down and holding out things for people to take, he perked up from his pillow mound. Were those really think sandwiches? Rot-tarts? Slices of meat? He didn't care, he was hungry!

Shoving pillows into a pile, he pointed it out to Jove. "Hide behind this. I'll be right back." If it was food, he'd bring some back for them.

Dragging himself out of the pillows, he emerged and stepped over, ready to get back in the game but practically salivating at the idea of EATING. All those fishy smells from above, most still clinging to them, had made him think of good, hearty, home cooking. When he came and reached out for a card, pulling it from the deck, he noticed the worn pieces were cards and not anything really edible. Well, you could eat them, but it wouldn't do anything.

He frowned, looking at the zombie and then at his card. It wasn't even a kinky deck with nude creatures. Well, as far as he could see. The picture was rater worn. Double disappointment!

Charlie hadn't realised the pillow fight til it was all said and done. The knock to the head from Lizzy had been enough to confuse the pink haired demon for an extended period of time. Now the pillow fight was done and over with.

Though, that wasn't going to stop the pink haired demon from getting some pillow action. However before Charlie could reach for a pillow he was interrupted by another game. This time it was something to do with cards!? Ooooh fun!

Charlie reached for a card and frowned. One? That was the lowest of the low! "I think my cards broken.." He muttered, "I just got a one. Not a one hundred million awesome...."

Charlie pouted. Clearly he didnt understand what an Ace was.

Chuckling, Hobknocker took back all the cards and shuffled them before putting the deck back into his pocket. "Remind me to never bring the lot o' you to gambling night at The Bone Yard." The last thing he needed was to lose all his money to a bunch of students.

"Some of you didn't do so well but I tell you what, I'll give you each a silver pumpkin seed for playing my game. It should be expected that some of you would fail. You --," he paused briefly, pointing an emaciated finger at Aldara, "--tied with me so in addition to a silver pumpkin seed, I'll fish around for another prize. And you two," he pointed at Charlie and Draven, glaring at them with his cold, undead eyes. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you both cheated. What's the odds of pulling out two aces in the deck? But whatever, a deal is a deal and you will get something special as well. If I find out you cheated though, there WILL be consequences. I'll have all the prizes sent to your room or to where-ever your belongings are kept, assuming you scallywags brought anything."

He limped off, mumbling something about pillow fights, the downfall of pirates everywhere and a little something about cheating students. Now, where had he put those minipet cages? He hated going up and down the stairs but he hadn't really expected to be bested and so damnably well.

[Draven, Aldara, Calder, Lizzy and Charlie each receive a silver pumpkin seed! Aldara, Draven and Charlie will get a little something extra!]