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Well, this was akin to finding a needle in a haystack, now wasn't it? Gabrian hadn't really had much of a chance to take a look at the minipet winners of the Scarentine ball until he'd been about ready to leave. As such, he'd missed the student that had won the Wishing Secret he'd donated to the pot; all he knew was that the student's name was West. That aside, all the information he'd gathered had been from asking around. The reactions he'd gotten upon requesting information had ranged from hesitant answers, to mild panic to... blunt answers, actually. Just from that, he'd gather that this 'West' boil was probably a rather unpredictable sort, and while usually he wouldn't have pursued this line of inquiry further, the fact he someone had told him he'd once spotted the boil with a phoenix scareon had made him rethink his defeat. No one that owned a phoenix scareon could be all that bad. Besides, he was sure the Wishing Secret could look after itself well enough without help; despite their looks, they seemed to be mischievous little creatures and didn't give up easily.

"Did you get a clear view of the winner?" the words were spoken softly as Gabrian tilted his head up, causing the small creature that clung to his head to scurry in an attempt to keep perched. A low, frustrated meow of a sound emanated from the creature before it snorted and held onto the demon's horns, "You're not a big help, Belle," despite the fact he couldn't see his pet yawning for all answer, Gabrian still heard it, and as such let out a small sigh as he walked along the school grounds.

So far, all he'd figured out was that the student they were looking for was a wrath demon (hence explaining the unpredictability, probably), wore... pink. Or red; people couldn't seem to agree on that fact, and was could sometimes be seen with a phoenix scareon. Those were not a lot of pointers to go by, really, "Belle," he poked the Wishing secret on his head with one hand, "Open your eyes. Help me look. Or I swear, you're the one that going to look after AND rear up this crystal. I'd love to see how that would put a damper on your flirting," and despite the initial grump, the creature let out, it opened large pink eyes and began to look around as eagerly as his owner.

In all honesty, Gabrian was slowly growing used to 'unpredictability' actually, and while it hadn't been initially welcome, he didn't really mind it all that much anymore. There was something quite interesting about not knowing what the day had in store for you; thrilling even. There was no set schedule anymore, as far as he was concerned, aside the ones the classes had set forth. It was usually the more ahh... physically violent 'unpredictabilities' that Gabrian had trouble tackling. Not out of lack for trying, but rather, out of a lack of actual strength. His species was not quite as physical as some other demons; he was more adept at tricking others or turning the tide of encounters in his favor by using underhanded means. He wasn't a demon that could honestly say he knew how to use his fists (or claws).

These thoughts were, in fact, travelling through his mind as he looked for the Wrath demon, mostly because, well... he was idly wondering if the other boil might consider helping him in that sector. Then again, he knew very little about Wrath demons; were they ahh... too wrathful to actually manage to interact with others for too long? He supposed he'd find out soon enough. If he ever managed to find the guy, at any rate. Given the fact he'd been looking around for a good few hours, Gabrian was slowly becoming frustrated with his lack of progress. He'd been about ready to sigh and give up when he brushed past a random boil whom turned his head and nodded at him in acknowledgement. The nix nodded at the pink haired boil, turning away to continue his search when suddenly... he stopped short mid-step.

He paused, blinked, and then turned around to take in the other boil's full form; large, pink, and definitely demon-ish, which meant that perhaps, "Er... Are you West, perhaps?" he wasn't really used to calling out other students' names randomly but given the circumstances, the nix felt it was called for, this one time, "I believe I have something that belongs to you," he approached the wrath demon, digging into his pocket to produce a pink crystal, holding it out as he he West up and down, "Hmmm..." something told him he was going to have to do a good job at selling it or the other demon was not going to take it, and frankly, one Wishing Secret was enough, "Not entirely sure if you want it, but... they can come in handy," he motioned to the creature on his head, whom suddenly hissed sharply, baring his fangs at the sudden movement, "They are called Wishing secrets for a reason; they can smell out people that keep secrets and despite how.... fluffy they look, they have good sets of fangs and claws. In fact, they're quite good at guarding things. You never expect the fluffy ones to be particularly dangerous, now do you?"

Again he extended his hand, this time offering the crystal to West, wondering if the other boil would take the 'bait' he was offering. Technically, he wasn't really lying; they could be taught. After all, Belle had quite a temper when he things didn't go his way.