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Adjusting to the school was going fairly well now that Yǐn Cáng was beginning to establish a routine. Up in the mornings, stretches, Tai Chi, breakfast, go for a run, cool-down with a walk to the gym, find an open training dummy, work on techniques, shower, lunch, find some way to work off energy or check on school things, dinner, do light exercises and stretches, sleep.

It was not a terribly imaginative schedule, but unless something came up to disturb it was his schedule, and no one was forcing him to follow it. It had been his schedule for the past two days, and so far he had enjoyed it. These were his thoughts as he set off toward the gym, deciding to speed up to a jog and losing himself to the steady rhythm as he concentrated on keeping his form perfect.

Being caught in mid-stride made not falling impossible. Yǐn Cáng fell forward, arms automatically pulling up to break his fall, spreading the impact along his palms and forearms and turning his head to the side to avoid a full face-plant.

"You should watch where you are going," he snapped, irritated after his fall. Then he actually looked to his attacker and his heart stopped, horrified. He had just said that to a female. "M-my apologies," he stuttered and cringed, waiting for her rebuke.

Danny sounded like a boil name to Yǐn Cáng, and although the voice was feminine he could not help but take a second look. Definitely female. In looking though he noticed her hand held out to him. One of those.

"Pardon me Mistress Danny," he said as he pushed himself off the ground and rose, eyes cast downwards to avoid looking into her eyes. "I apologize if it offends you but I shall not be kissing your hand." Oh he had seen many like her, ghouls loving to flaunt their superiority and force boils to grovel and kiss their hands and fawn over them. But that was one practice he had never liked, and seeing as she had ran into him he was feeling just rebellious enough to to tell her no.

The one thing that you never did to a ghoul was upset her. You never made her angry, and you certainly never made one cry. So while it was the lesser of two evils, Yǐn Cáng had just angered a ghoul.

So much for being rebellious.

He cringed back, drawing his arms up to his chest protectively and hunching even more. If he had had a tail it would have been firmly tucked between his legs. Still, answering questions was on the definite "you will do this" list when it came to ghouls, and so he forced himself to answer, voice quiet and full of remorse.

"N-no Mistress Danny. I assumed that that is what you wished when you held out your hand. My apologies if I seemed forward, it was not my intention."

The weremantis almost forgot to breathe as his heart almost stopped beating. His worst fear was being realized, and so soon after arriving at the school. Weird was good. He liked weird. He could even stand there and take a ghoul punching him for weird.

Having a female declare favor towards him was not so good.

"Yǐn Cáng," he answered almost immediately. "But truly, there is no need for you to like me. I am sure there are much better people here for you to like." He began to glance from side to side, almost as if he was looking for someone to throw at the ghoul so he could have a chance to escape. But at least she was not made anymore, though it would have been better than her liking him.

She had someone she liked. She had someone she liked? Such happy news! Yǐn Cáng straightened up a bit more, no longer hunching down like a kicked puppy. When Danny decided that they were friends she truly did decide for the both of them, he was not going to argue with the ghoul about that.

Feeling quite a bit better about the whole idea of the ghoul now that she seemed to prefer someone over himself he could not help but ask her a question, especially since it would give him peace of mind to know. "Is your someone a ghoul or a boil?" If it was a ghoul he might need to worry still, as she would be well within her rights to have a ghoul and still a favorite boil to keep at her beck and call. But it if was a boil he just had to make sure she stayed attached to him, and he would be home free.

Boil. A sweeter word had never been spoken, at least, not to Yǐn Cáng's ears. She seemed to be pretty confident about this, so it would be easy to make sure that things kept the status quo.

"He must be a very lucky boil to receive your attention," he said politely, trying to be nice. "I am," he paused for a moment to think of a diplomatic way to answer. "I am not looking to be chosen." He simply ignored the last part, the ghoul seemed to like to make things up, and he had no idea of how to address the falsehood that he fell in love with "stuff" all the time.

Yǐn Cáng allowed his eyes to flick up to her face, wanting to get a decent look at who he was talking to. She was oddly red, perhaps the fire her tail seemed to have had overheated her. Thankfully she was distracted, and he took the time to consider just how peculiar this ghoul was. Well yes, a boil may go out and look for attention, but he was always chosen. He may influence the choice, but it was not something he could do himself.

Still, he was loathe to contradict a female, especially one that seemed to be in a good mood. You never knew when one could have a change of heart and bite your head off. Figuratively of course.

"I typically walk to the gym after my preliminary stretches and exercises to finish my morning training, though if you need me to escort you somewhere I am available." That did not mean he wished to, but he had escorted worst females in his day. Bold from his earlier remarks he hazard to speak again, not as willing as Danny to let the subject change.

"If you like him you should simply mark him as your own. Then no one else would dare lay claim to you and I have heard that many boils grow to like the ghouls that forcefully claim them."