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Warren was glad that they were able to get Alys into the tub without much trouble or incident other than the blue dotted mucus getting on his shirt.
"Hey you're not a burden, i'm sure you'd do the same for us if something similar happened" Warren tried to wipe some of the mucus off, but it was just too much of a mess, and he just resulted to tugging the shirt off, turning it inside out so he could carry it without getting the slime on him any more. previously unseen, there was a large patch of horselike fur that had grown from Warren's right shoulder to halfway across his chest and down his side, hopefully the only asymetrical changes he'd have to go though.
"I'll leave you both alone, take care and goodnight"

“No” he stopped to yawn “no pr-problem”, it was getting late and he was getting awfully sleepy. He get down into a crouched position to save what little energy he had as his eye lids started to droop. He slowly exited the bathroom into the main part of Alex’s Duplex. “hmm...bed” He was too exhausted to get back to his own room, surely Alex wouldn’t mind if he took a quick catnap on his bed?

He looked around, nobody about to tell him otherwise, so he hopped up onto Alex’s bed, curled up into a fuzzy ball and dosed off.

Tristan continued to sing, picking up, dropping and merging various accents in such an odd, yet almost consistent manner. Doing as he tended to do, he managed to get himself and seemingly everyone so involved in the singing and music as to be totally oblivious to everything else that was happening around him. It was just something that tended to happen to and around him.

Later it would occur to him that perhaps it was best that way, as the ex-mortican probably wouldnt have wanted a whole crowd of people around to see her change again. At the same time, he was both amused that something like that would happen at was otherwise turning out to be a rather enjoyable night, and frusterated that he wasnt able to do anything for her. At the time though, he had no clue that anything had happened, heck, he didnt even know anyone was missing!

Finally, after finishing his rather haunting duet with Casey, he started encouraging the others to join him in singing Monty Python's Lumberjack song as something silly to lighten the mood.

noticing that casey suddenly ceased singing, Tristan looked over to see that something seemed to be wrong. Discontinuing his own song, he rushed over to see what was the matter "You all right lass?"

Malic had joined in with the lumberjack song, how can you not sing along with it? It was a classic! Suddenly the music stopped and the girl playing looked really sick. A look of concern cross his features and he pocketed his deck of cards and went to her aid, although what he could do was the question, so stood uselessly behind Tristin who seemed to know her.

He hadn't really paid much attention to the other group nearby, until the girl there had sproated more tenticle limbs. He didn't stare for long, it made him frightened that could be him next.

His attention turned back to Casey, fear sat on the bottom of his stomach, tieing it in knots, could this be it? Another one so soon?

Casey looked up at the two's faces. Malic's face potrayed a look of disgust, while Tristan's displayed concern.
"Perhaps we should get you back to your duplex..." Casey shook her head sadly. "I... I'm okay. It was just a spur of the moment thing..."

Casey's heart beat was loud and quick, the air felt thick and her eyes forcibly blurred. She breathed slowly and deeply. These were only symptoms of ainxiaty. 'Everything will be okay...' she kept telling herself in her head. 'Everything will be okay!'

"Thanks, though..." She heaved herself into a crossed-legged position. She looked around at the group, a look of horrer on her face. Quickly she put on a mask of fake cheerfulness. "I have some chocolate in my duplex... and teddy grams... Perhaps if I can find some marshmallows we can have smores!"

She stood up, tottering a bit. "I think they might have some in the caffeteria... I'll need some assistance sneaking in, though. I figure about three to five people... And we'll need to be careful. I'm not sure if its prohibited or not."

She slipped her feet back into her flipflops. "While we're there we might as well see what else we can snag." She stumbled, grabbing onto Tristan's shirt for balance. Her face turned bright red in embaressment. She flung back, landing on the bround. "Eh... sorry..."

Still concerned, Tristan asked "you sure you're alright?" then, hearing her suggestion to raid the cafeteria, he chuckled to himself "No need to plan a raid, I'm pretty sure the place is open at all hours"

Providing some support for Casey, he waited untill she was ready to head out when she suddenly toppled forward and grabbed his shirt and half pulled him down with her before letting go. Proceeding to help her back up once more, he jokingly commented "now now! you supposed to hang onto my hand, not my shirt!" Tristan was completely oblivious to any of the possible connotations of what had just happened

Malic nodded and looked around at the other people. "looks that way." He stuffed his hands in his pockets, one hand closed around his deck but didn't take it out.

"Up to you." He said, suddenly feeling like he was intruding between the two. "What would be easier?" He looked to both Tristan then Casey, would he ever get used to seeing half animal people? He'd have to, he'll become one soon enough.

"Let's go then, we can decide on the way."