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It was, ultimately, all LW's fault. More or less. But then again, the she-wolf had not been aware of the fact that telling Gabrian that her room was situated directly under a certain gryphon's room would create any trouble. At the time, the nix had merely pretended to shrug off the newly adquired information from his new ghoulfriend, but in reality, he'd already begun to figure out just how he could use it in his favor. After all, he still felt he needed to pay Ren back for his little stunt during spin the bottle. Granted, that had been several days ago, but Gabrian had not forgotten; he'd merely postponed the need to take revenge on the other boil until the perfect opportunity presented itself.

After all... how did that saying go again? Ah yes; revenge was a plate best served cold. That in mind and using what little knowledge he had of Ren's schedule, he'd slipped into the monster dorm rooms that day in serpent form. Somewhere near the entry, he had stumbled across none other than LW herself, whom had asked him what he was up to. He'd had to tell her he'd explain later, because he was on a mission. He'd also made sure to ask if she'd left her door open, because he had some business in her room. Despite the arching a brow, the she wolf had told him that her door was always open for him and then they'd both parted ways. Thanking Jack that LW wasn't entirely aware of his more mischievous side, Gabrian had slithered to her dorm room and pushed her door wide open. His objective was her window, and when he spotted it, wide open for him, the serpent smirked.

Slamming the door closed with his tail, he made his way towards the window, and then, slowly, with just a bit of trouble, up the side of the building and through the window of Ren's dorm room. He found it particularly amusing that the gryphon had left the window open too, but no matter! All that did was make his life extra easy. Once inside, he took a moment to look around the room, making inventory of what he saw, his eyes landing on the pile of pillows in the corner of the room; his eyes narrowed and his smirk widened as he began to make his way towards it.

Of course, it was right about then that he heard the shower water and Gabrian froze, having made his way halfway across the room. An even better idea than his original one began to form within his mind and the large serpent flicked his tongue in the air. He noted that the stupid gryphon had not even bothered to close the bathroom door entirely and... despite the fact this plan had several drawbacks, Gabrian decided to go with it. He lowered his head to the floor and made his way towards the mist-filled bathroom (The hot water made it almost impossible for him to see through the mist, actually). However, through instinct, he knew were the water was, and by association, where Ren had to be.

He nudged the door open just a bit, allowing it to make that obnoxious creacking sound he'd heard in movies before slipping entirely into the room. Then, using the cover of the mist the hot water created, began to arch up into the air; now, the fact he could only just barely make out Ren's siluette probably meant the other boil could barely see him back, which was just perfect for his plan. He spread his head fins in a threatening manner, opened his large mouth and let out a screeching roar of a sound, his fangs just bare inches away from what he figured was Ren's face. If the other boil did not scare, then good grief, he had nerves of steal and Gabrian would admit defeat.

He had been planning on playing the part of the better, bigger man, which meant... Gabrian had only planned on smirking smugly if his plan were to succeed. As it was though, the gryphon's girly shriek coupled with the way he stumbled out of the shower (crashing the bathroom mirror in the process) proved to be too much for the large serpent to take. He blinked once, twice, and then arched his neck into the air, devolving into peals of laughter. Now, this wasn't even the mean, short chuckles he'd sometimes let out when he thought someone had gotten what they deserved; oh no, this was far, far worse in a way, because straight faced Gabrian was laughing uncontrollably and it was clear he couldn't stop.

The laughter rung out even as Ren tried to roar about it, "That was amazzzzzzzzing!" it was gasped through peals of laughter, and it got to the point the serpent couldn't hold his head up and it crashed on the ground, Ren's hand's locked around his neck. He held his tail up in the air, as if to indicate to the gryphon to give him one minute please, just enough time to calm down. Unfortunately, when he managed to calm down, gasping for breath, Gabrian turned his head and looked at Ren; the other boil's [removed](which he could just barely see through the mist) just sent him into a renewed laughter attack. Laughter was apparently counter productive for well... everything actually. It rendered him utterly hopeless against Ren's 'attack' for a good few moments until the serpent gasped for breath.

"Oh Jack, that was well worth the wait," he paused, took another look at the other boil, snorted in amusement and then slipped his tail around the towel that hung some way aways, "Here, eeeeesh... have a towel, Ren," another snort as he threw it on the gryphon's head, and the proceeded to try to push him slightly away from his large body, which was no small task given the fact he was a rather large serpent and... well... the bathroom was pretty small, "You shriek like a girl - I did not anticipate that. Also, to answer your earlier question, I am in your bathroom to take my revenge on you for that spin the bottle stunt."

Gabrian was only just managing to keep a straight face as he spoke, and it was quite obvious that Ren's protests were threatening to send him into a renewed laughter attack, "Okay, fine, you didn't shriek like a ghoul. You merely screamed like one," another snort escaped through his nostrils as the other boil's voice became muffled by the towel, "Oh, I wonder what stunt that might've been," he waited until Ren pulled himself away from him to push up against the ground, arching his neck up in the air until their eyes were on the same level, "I seem to recall some nipping," and as he said this, he narrowed his eyes, smirk in place and flicked his tongue out of his mouth; the appendage endded up just a scare inch away from Ren's face before the serpent pulled away.

He lowered himself back to the ground just as the other boil stepped over him, then after shooting one long look at the shattered mirror and the general chaos he'd created inside the bathroom, slipped out into the bedroom, "Yes well," the nix's voice was back at that comfortable drawl that Ren was probably most familiar with, "You might have to do a bit better than that," a pause, "Also... make sure you keep away from my fish tank, Ren, for your sake. My new lionfish scareon sleeps there, and she has a foul temper," he looked around the room and then, after a few beats, settled his gaze on Ren's bed, "You'll notice her the next time you're there. She's hard to miss. She's rainbow colored," and that said, he slithered over to the bed, climbed on top of it. After a beat or two, he closed his eyes and moved his tail up to his head, running it and it's fins spikes through his hair as if it were a comb.

"Talking about that spin the bottle game though," he drawled out as he crossed his legs, "What was all that going on with Alessa back there?" he had an inkling of what had gone on, but he wanted to hear it from the horse's mouth, per say, "And here I'd initially thought I might have competition. Silly me," this later was said mostly under his breath and it was possible the other boil never heard it.

A snort was the answer Ren got for his troubles, the serpent smirking knowingly at him, almost as if to say that yes, yes he did in fact scream like a ghoul. Alas, he decided to drop that particular conversation point, and instead tackled the next one, "Yes well... I initiated because the bottle pointed at you. You could have always been as unresponsive as the fire dragon," he decided to leave the lightning dragon out of the conversation because that particular boil had been almost as enthusiastic as Ren had. Minus the n**, but still, "I never do things halfway through," he stuck his head in the air, his eyes hooding over almost haughtily, "Not even kissing you, Ren. I don't like things halfway done," the teasing tone was actually still in his voice though, which meant that while it was true he aboded by such rules, he was not, in any way, lecturing the gryphon, "If I do something, I like to do it right."

It was only when Ren moved away to begin dressing that the serpent lowered himself down to a coiled up, relaxed position on his bed, apparently not bothering to move or look away when the towel was discarded. In fact, at one point during the procedure, he opened his large mouth wide and allowed himself to yawn, his tongue curling up almost like a dog's before he shook his head and settled himself comfortably back down. He'd come to notice that he only really relaxed around... well, three people, actualy, and Ren was included in those three. Gabrian felt no need to put up a front of any sort and besides... he'd already seen the other boil naked. It wasn't like he had anything Gabrian himself was missing. Aside wings. And fluffy ears. But those didn't really count anyways, "We'll see indeed," he was sure the retaliation would not be particularly small, but at this moment in time, he didn't really care. He'd done his part and had come out mostly unharmed. It had been a major success as far as he was concerned.

His gaze had been on Ren as he carefully unfolded his shirt and... proceeded to drop it on the floor as soon as he mentioned the pretty little bunny nagual. He allowed himself to smirk, but otherwise did not comment on that little slip, going as far as turning his head away in order to allow the other boil to regain his bearings. The gryphon's first response was met with the arching of a scaly brow, indicating the large serpent wasn't quite buying that, however, he waited patiently for Ren to reconsider his answer. He was satisfied when the gryphon rectified and merely offered him a mild nod before closing his eyes; the shifting process did not last long, and soon enough where there'd once been a large serpent coiled up on top of Ren's bed... there was now a nix sitting indian style. His usual clothes seemed missing, replacing instead with a much more comfortable, every day sweater and baggy pants. He propped up his chin on an arm, his elbow leaning on one of his knees as he looked up at Ren, "You asked her out, did you? What did she say?"

He did like Alessa, but... he didn't think they were all that compatible in that sector, "I had an inkling you might do that after the game. I carried LW out when you knelt in front of Alessa. It was cute," he paused for a moment and lifted his gaze up to the ceiling of the room before lowering it back on the other boil, "It's good to know we weren't after the same ghoul then."

"Nope," he drawled back as he lifted an arm and seemingly dusted it off, almost as if he'd been working or something rather than pranking his friend moments ago, "And something tells me you don't either, actually," his gaze was on the gryphon momentarily before he tore it away, reaching up with that same arm to rung his fingers through his hair, checking for knots after the rough housing from earlier. After all, that was probably why he actually liked Ren. He found that despite the fact they seemed to be polar opposites in personality, they also seemed to be quite similar in the fact they shared the same basic code of conduct and rules. Neither of them had addressed this fact and it was likely neither would for a very long time, but Gabrian was not dumb enough to deny something when he saw it clear as day.

When the other boil flopped back on the bed, the demon's gaze lowered down to him, a brow arching up at the display of... was that shyness? Embarrassment? Whatever it was, it was horribly cute, actually, but he decided against pointing this out for now; not the time or place, "Well then, that's good," he nodded his head and ran his fingers through his hair one last time before allowing his hand to flop softly into his lap, his head still propped up by his other arm.

And there. Right there was the question that Gabrian had been expecting since he'd opened this line of conversation, "Ah, Alessa... where the hell do I start with her?" he let out a sigh, and the flourish he performed with his hand seemed to indicate that perhaps starting at the start might be a good idea, "I met her a long while ago, actually. Before the Christmas raid. I think that most of the friction between us stems from the fact that during that first meeting I tried to eat her," this was spoken out with such seriousness that it might have almost seemed like he was a joke, but one look at the demon would confirm otherwise, "In my defense, the ghoul thought it would be a brilliant idea to lean over the murky waters of the river in rabbit form. I happened to be resting within said river, and while I love sweet food, I need a portion of meat and well... the figure that peered over the river was hazy and small. I just thought lunch was served," he shrugged slightly, but seemed mildly embarrassed, "By the time I rose out of the water and made the connection that she was not a feral rabbit... the damage had been done. Didn't make a difference that I apologized."

The way he spoke seemed to indicate he didn't blame her entirely for it, and that he understood where it all came from, "She actually helped me a lot during the christmas Raid, but I think that was more due to the fact she's too nice and can't ignore someone in need, even if she deems him an enemy," he waved a hand in the air, as if to dismiss that thought before continuing, "It doesn't seem to matter whether I am nice, polite, mean or otherwise to her. When I'm nice, she thinks there are ulterior motives. When I'm polite, she thinks I'm mocking her... and when I'm mean she thinks I'm a jerk," a shrug of his shoulders followed the words, "I only have so much patience, Ren, and mine had been holding out since way before the Christmas Raid started. It doesn't matter how many times I help the ghoul, nor does it matter that I actually like her, if she can't move on from that first impression."

"Yes," he replied simply, his hooded gaze lowering to settle down on the gryphon whom had decided to use his kneed as a pillow. Apparently the familiarity which the other boil seemed to express with him did not really bother Gabrian, seeing as how the demon did not move; in fact, he didn't so much as bat an eye at Ren's behavior. That alone seemed to indicate the nix was perfectly comfortable with the scene on a whole, "I almost ate her, actually. She's just lucky I like to scare my prey before actually attacking," he seemed to pause here and made a small face, "You know what she did, confronted with a life threatening situation?" he gave Ren a moment or two to digest his words and his question and then continued, "She tried to rant a large, hungry, possibly feral serpent looming out of the water, to death," the sigh he let out voiced the fact he thought this was, to date, still the stupidest thing he'd seen, "She did not move; she froze. She didn't attack, she tried to talk me to death. Given the circumstances, she was just lucky it was me and not someone like.. that Icky boil."

His gaze lowered to the gryphon that was still leaning on his knee, a brow arching just so at the position, but other than that, the demon only seemed to tilt his head to one side. The gesture, despite the seriousness of the conversation, made him look more like a curious pup and a snake, "Of course I apologized. I apologized instantly but uh... I don't think she was in a listening mood at the time. I kind of didn't help that her ridicule excuses kept making me want to banter back and forth with logic to overrule the absurdity of what she was saying and-" he paused abruptly, obviously backtracking what the gryphon had just said, "Wait what?" yeah no, despite the fact he'd backpedaled, he wasn't quite understand what the other boil was saying, "Perfect? Alluring?" he brushed past that though, shaking his head from side to side as if to clear it before continuing, "I wasn't cold actually. Just hungry. And she was leaning over the murky water in rabbit form. But yes, I did apologize later again, and even gave her singing lessons, which she refused to take for free, actually. It's part of the reason I was enrolled in the skullinary club from a get go, before even knowing you."

Warily, Gabrian watched as his friend straightened up, choosing to mirror his own sitting position. Something about the way the other boil chose to sit seemed to indicate things were going to get serious, and thus, the nix tensed up just a notch. He listened to all of what Ren said, not once interrupting, though he did straighten up a bit as the other boil called him girly, offering him a rather pointed glare. There was a moment of silence before he snorted, "Girly... says the guy that shrieked like a ghoul just moments ago," he seemed to let it go after that, looking straight at Ren before nodding, "You know. That's not really going to work. She's going to think I'm mocking her, because she's rather naive. She takes people and things at face's value but... I will give it a go," the scrutinizing look did not go unnoticed and the nix arched a brow at his friend.

It took him a few moment to fall on the same wavelength as the other boil, but when he did, he snorted, "You're looking at me as if you expect me to become your romantic rival, battling for Alessa's affections. I must tell you I have no interest in the nagual in that specific department, and even if I did, she's taken at the moment, is she not?" he paused and allowed himself to smirk before he moved to slide off the bed, "Besides... I already have a ghoulfriend. I confessed to her several days ago and she returns my affections."

Gabrian rolled his eyes, still sitting at the edge of the bed, "Yes, I almost ate her. Almost being the keyword here, Ren. I thought she was a rabbit! How was I supossed to know she was anything but? I figured a student would be smart enough not to go about leaning over murky water in such a form, due the stuff that might be swimming underneath..." he let out a small sigh and the reached up with a hand, sinking it inside his hair to rub his head, almost as if this conversation were taking a lot out of him. Maybe, in a way, it was; after all, he wasn't used to opening up to others and this was probably the first 'heartfelt' conversation he'd had with anyone since... a very long time. Certainly since he'd gotten to school, that was for sure, "Look," he looked over his shoulder, looking tired for a brief moment, not even caring enough to school his features into some resemblance of indifference, "I'm tired of being blamed for everything. Despite the fact I apologized, she refused to take my word for it and blames me endlessly for it. It might have been partially my fault, but it's as much her fault as mine and she refuses to see that," he lowered his hand to his lap once more before continuing, "I'm not perfect. By any means but... I don't think anyone is. I don't think anyone is meant to be perfect; that would be quite boring. Don't you think?"

He watched as his friend took a bit of his hair and gave it a small, harmless tug, "It's just hair, Ren," he motioned at the other boils, "Yours is quite nice too, you know. It might not be as brushed as mine is, but it's uniquely yours and looks good just the way it is," he paused and let out a sigh again, "I digress too. That's not what I'm getting at. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I act that way for a reason. Probably a similar reason as to why you act the way you do," and oh yes, Gabrian had seen underneath the gryphon's facade. The way he narrowed his eyes just a touch seemed to indicate that they would be addressing that in the future. Just not now. Not yet, "I dropped it around you. Around LW," a pause, "Though that wolf knew from the start..." this was murmured before he shook his head and seemed to return to the matter at hand, "I have no problem dropping it around Alessa, but I doubt she's going to buy it," that said, he pushed himself off the gryphon's bed and stood.

The demon took a moment to brush himself off, rearranging his clothes slightly before looking over his shoulder at him, "I will give that a try though. If only because you told me to do so," that simple admission seemed to voice out more than he was willing to tackle at the present moment though, and he decided it was time to take his leave. As such, he began to move towards the door, "I'll let myself out. I know my way," he paused as he reached the door, his hand on the knob and turned his head to smirk at his friend, "And no, I won't argue with her. It will be a no arguing day," he twisted the knob, turned it and tugged the door open, "I promise," and with that, he slipped outside. Alas, just before he closed the door, he leaned back into the room, his head the only part of him visible, "Oh, by the way," he drawled, looking almost pensive, "You know that ghoulfriend I said I had? I think it's a as good a time as any to tell you that she lives right bellow you and that you can probably thank her for the stunt I pulled on you today - had she not told me where you lived, I'd never have managed," and just in case that had not sunk in, he continued, "I'm dating LW. Bye now, Ren, have a good nap," that said, he slipped out and closed the door behind him.

Gabrian lingered by the door though, just beyond it, leaning on the wall, as if awaiting the reaction he was bound to get. He lifted his left arm, rolled up his sweater sleeve and looked at his watch, "Let's see now... three... two... one..."