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Shehk took care to gather up as neat of a presentation as she could possibly make for a school booth. She'd gotten her ghouls together to bake some spookies and dress them up in neat presentation, setting up several prepared batches of them in color coordinated groups on the surface of said booth.

She herself made sure to be in uniform, having asked anybody from the FEARleaders who wanted to show up and help out to be in uniform as well if they could help it, to one side of the booth's table was a rather large cage with two rather terrifying looking creatures in it. They looked arachnoid, with eight eyes and horrendous black and hairy bodies pincered mouths, and twitchy movements. The only thing that kept them from being 'just' giant spiders was the most terrifying thing of all - they had one hundred legs a piece.

When Shehk reached into the cage and pulled one out, it skittered up her arm and around her neck, and then attempted to go down the top of her uniform, chittering and clicking the entire time before Shehk grabbed it in one hand, fearlessly, and sat down, stroking it with one hand.

In neat (if not somewhat looped) handwriting was a banner that read 'AMITYVILLE FEARLEADERS', displayed rather proudly by the Pricolici who observed the scene with a sort of proud awe. Spookies, check; banner, check; clipboard, check; spiderpom, get!

In front of the booth was set up a sign, right underneath the Spookies. Shehk grinned widely where she sat. Now she just needed someone else to show up and help her out, ha ha.

OOC NOTES ABOUT THE BOOTH:

• To claim a bag of spookies, you don't need to -literally- give us anything, but feel free to save the graphic that your student claims and put it in their journal or whatever else! However, please bold when you take one or give your ticket away to somebody else so I know who is in the raffle for the prizes!
  
• If you win an IC prize (like a date), I will still be giving you a minipet. C:
  
• Come and RP! While there are prizes, I want more IC interaction than anything else, which is why the prize-winning is so simple! C:

TO ANY OF THE FEARLEADERS/FEARLEADER CANDIDATES WHO ARE ENROLLED

• Let Pach know if you want to raffle off a date! I was going to take this list at the group activity, but I didn't have time to make the activity happen before the open house. Whoops!

This was the way Vieve saw it: you'd get the most money-making opportunities from the library, especially if you tried to sell those nerds there library books. But today wasn't as much about money-making as it was socialising.. what did they call it, exactly?

Oh, right. Networking. And she'd heard FEARleaders were the coolest kids around, which was why she'd made a beeline straight for their booth. It didn't disappoint her: they'd put thought into presentation, amongst other things. She liked that. A lot.

Approaching them, she picked up a bag of spookies, then almost dropped it when she noticed the price. Wasn't Open House supposed to be free? Were there hidden costs attending the school, too? She'd heard there were no school fees, but you could never be sure.. maybe she'd throw in a quick question if she got a chance to chat with any of the students. In any case, the salamander wasn't sure the spookies were worth it (as good as they looked)- especially not if she could try getting it for free..

"Say," she turned to the closest girl in a FEARleader uniform, and gave the most charming smile she could. "Do I get a discount for being the first one here?"

Several possibilities ran through the salamander's mind as the girl she'd approached handed her a spiderpom, and one of them was 'take it and run away and try to sell it'....

That thought got abandoned pretty soon.

"It's a deal, then.. but I won't just be standing around. Time is money and all, right? Tell me more about the Academy, about the FEARleaders, y'know, insider information. Things a prospective students should know?"

She shuddered a little as she reached out to take the spiderpom, but then she remembered free spookies, and clamped her hand tightly around the spider, going as far as to wave it around lamely.

It stared at her mournfully.. which was kind of cute, somehow, and Vieve made a mental note that they might sell well as pets. She was getting kind of attached, herself.

... At least, until it bit her.

"Docile," she said, through gritted teeth. "Reaaaally docile." To be fair, though, the bite hadn't hurt that much, and taking a leaf out of Shehk's book, Vieve stroked the spiderpom she was holding to calm it down. She could've sworn it purred.

"The nurse and the secretary? Seriously?" In most stories it was the butler, but she supposed they didn't have those in a school. "I'm not here for gossip, though- it's not like I know anyone yet. More of what school life's like, what dorms are like.. I don't think they're open for viewing today. Hmm."

In any case, Shehk seemed somewhat unwilling to share more, and Vieve sensed that being overly nosy wouldn't be profitable. Perhaps the other girl would be more inclined to tell her things.

"Perhaps.. you could show us what you do at FEARleading practice?" Hopefully there would be an 'us' soon.. waving the spiderpom, Vieve looked around. Someone else had to be interested in this!

Roch smelled spookies. Even though he had just finished off half a table of food at the cafeteria, he always had room for spookies. He stopped, though, seeing all the superbly hot females at the booth where the spookies were. He wasn't having much luck with ladies today, he thought, just standing there with his hands in his pockets as he looked at the spookies.

But those were spookies. And they even had a purple bag of them. And he liked spookies...

"Awww, man!" he complained to himself, heading for the booth and digging deeper into his pockets, trying to find a silver seed. "I know I had one somewhere..."

He looked at her, then nodded, feeling a bit stupid for having his hand a good foot down the pocket of his pants. "Can I at least pull my hand out of my pocket?" he asked her, not budging from how he stood. "Or does it have to be there for some reason?"

If she was going to attack him, he hoped it didn't hurt as much as when one of the guys back home had pulled that line on him.

He straightened, squaring his shoulders for her. "Uh, like this?" he asked, his eyes going over to the bags of spookies. They smelled good. "Those are home made, aren't they?" he asked, almost as if he hadn't even heard the "kiss it better" comment. There was food involved here, he was willing to let her do what she wanted!

He should have introduced himself or something, but his mind was on food. "And that's a pretty big sucker, too."