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Amrita jumped when a lumbering form sat heavily in the chair beside her, staring for a moment before her expression softened. She was starting to like those stomach bats, the ones that only acted up when he was around...how much longer would she have to experience that?

Gray eyes stared at her knees, still hugging them to her chest. This...wasn't a good feeling, all this uncertainty. She had nothing to say to him, but she did shuffle a little closer to him in her seat, leaning against him and resting her head on his arm.

The flash was bothersome but it seemed some mysterious student behind her was making them shush. All that was left to do was watch and enjoy the company.

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Tybalt had his full attention on the play, watching and waiting to see what happened. Waiting to see what kind of disaster they would have in store for this year. He was so absorbed in it, that he hadn't noticed Mei pull her phone out and began texting someone; presumably her boil friend, Bul.

"Huh what?" He turned to look at her when she began tugging at his sleeve. "What's wrong with these sea--ohhh."

The black dog gave a snort and grinned. "Nah, we should stay here." He answered.

Unlike Mei who was facing the opposite direction, the black dog had spotted Bul moving down the aisle to greet his ghoul friend.

"How's it going, Bul?" He asked, returning the smile and shrugging at Mei.

"Yep! We bumped into each other in the school halls. Apparantly you are a bad a** ghoul." The black dog teased, grinning at the two before he looked back towards the stage. Of course he had to choose the exact words Bul had used from their last meeting.

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Calder heard the throat clearing and noticed Mal behind them. He should have noticed, but he wasn't sure. It was rather dark, and with all the lingering smells, it was hard to pinpoint who was who. Smiling, Calder leaned in and reached into Barth's pockets, searching around and finally pulled out a old piece of candy.

It then leaned over, making sure to hold Barth's head in his lap, and tried to get he undead's attention before he waved to him. "Pst. Mal. Here. For your throat." He didn't want the undead to be 'aheming' during the entire play. People would get upset at it.

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Christof tried to pay attention to the stage, but his eyes kept unfocusing. He was trembling under her, but after a while leaned back into her until his head rested on her's as well. He didn't want to go back. He didn't want this to end. He liked it here. He... had a life here. A proper life. Master created life and he was LIVING it, why did he have to...

It would not go well. The experiment would be over. He was not alone in facing this sort of grim future with the school closing looming over many of them. Just... concentrate on the play.

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"Sure, Soul Herder," Though that smile faded from Titus' face, bared teeth greeting Shun as the reaper took hold of his collar. The words went in one eat and right out the other and as soon as the reaper stepped back Titus dusted himself off like he had just been touched by something disgusting. Now...NOW Titus had a goal.

Suddenly there was a blinding flash of light and then again shortly after. Titus was left blinking wildly trying to clear his vision to see what the jack was going on. He rubbed his eyes feverishly hoping that would help. Opened them, closed them and just when it seemed his vision was settling back in around him FLASH! There was the light again.

"JACK DAMNIT YOU PEA-BRAINED IMBECILE!" The demon hissed rubbing his eyes again. He had just managed to catch the fact that it was Herryk taking pictures before he was blinded once again. It also seemed that the nightmare demon had no theater edict because his indoor voice was very much an outdoor voice.

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One weremantis was missing the beginning of what was promising to be a very interesting performance. For some reason a ghoul had come in and sat down next to him. He glanced around, wondering if someone else was nearby. Perhaps she mistook me for someone else?

He was unsure of what the glowing device she was messing with was, but he had seen other students with them. He waited for her to seemingly finish with it before speaking up softly. "Are you quite certain you meant to sit here Miss? Of course you are welcome to, but there may be better seats."

Yeah, that was it. Make it seem like he had her best interests at heart and maybe she would notice he was not the droid boil she was looking for.

ENTERING - OWL

Muka waited for his cue, waited for the parents to do their lines, and then wiated again. He probably waited a second too long before he rapped sharply on the 'door'. The sound banged out over auditorium.

KNOCKKNOCKKNOCK

And he waited. Was someone supposed to open it for him or was he just supposed to burst in?

KNOCKKNOCKKNOCK

Muka barely waited that time before he came bursting through the door. His cape was clutched mysteriously over his face, a brilliant shiny gold. His coat was cream colored an trimmed in gold embroidery.

"Whoooooo could it be?" The strix hooted and giggled slightly from behind his cape. "Why it's your favorite amazing Uncle!! I am crazy and lovable!" He hadn't been clear yet on if he was Herr Drosselmeyer or not. He just stuck with the 'uncle' term.

The strix leapt across the stage as if he were in a ballet, probably unnecessarily but from under his cape he produced two gaudily wrapped presents. One was clearly colored for a ghoul and the other colored for a boil. He swept in on the children his wings spread threateningly.

"For the best behaved little scarelings around. Here are your gifts for the holidays!" His jagged grin was wide and static and each line was spoken a bit too loud and directly towards the audience. The strix made sure that the gift giving scene was a little drawn out, he swooped and danced around them to the provided music.

"For ickle Fruntz!" There was a flourish of wings and cape. "A rat cap!" The hat was floppy and brown, a sad excuse for a hat really.

Another awkward twirling dance.

"And for the beauteous Cloodia.." A more dramatic flourish. "A cracker of nuts!!" The cracker itself seemed like the Christmas equivalent except it's teeth looked nastier and there was a lot more orange and black in it's clothing.

The strix mocked giving each of them a kiss, his jagged teeth snapping very close to each of their faces. "Now behave! Don't do anything awful like throw a tantrum or break your toys!" The strix let out a cackled laugh and swept backwards until he was standing with the 'parents'. He was doing his best at being 'mysterious' and every once in a while whipped his cloak back over his face to peer over the top of it.