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Behind Arel, Cricket didn't look too pleased by the sudden suspension of the school either, her arms crossed across her chest. She'd left her.. 'relocation' in relative working order, but the look on her face said everything. Everything. She was absolutely livid. They had encroached upon her domain and messed with her things. They had touched her patients and her stuff and messed with her home.

Pure unhappiness.


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It took all of Shehk's willpower to not immediately hiss right back at the Boogieman who told her to lay off, crossing her arms sternly and just staring back at him before she looked back to the others who were starting to assemble, offering an arm and a side to whoever was going to need it first, her face as stoic as it could be with the tension around her eyes. She was upset.

It was obvious to anybody who had spent any amount of prolonged time with her to see this. Any hatred in her features was saved for when she looked away from the Boogiemen, not allowing them the satisfaction of seeing they had upset her. And oh, they had upset her.

They had taken her, they had taken him, and now they were taking her home. They were taking away everything and she was growing more and more disgusted by it day after day.

But in that moment the thought of trying to attack one of the beasts at the gate was one that was hard to hold down.

She whispered one line underneath her breath; "We are Amityville, and we won't die."

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"Closed?"

Tomoko seemed completely taken aback by this news, looking completely shocked. Her ears drooped sadly. Did the closure of her school mean she was going to have to go... back home? Oh Jack, she wasn't very excited for that news, to be honest. Her tails curled around her legs, and she seemed...bothered.....

To say the least.

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Sura's face remained unchanging. She was familiar with the way things worked. She'd only been at the school for a short while, she had formed no real kinships with others, and so a small change didn't feel like it would be..bothersome..to the Colossus. But still, looking about at her peers, she could tell that it bothered them.

And that was something that did matter.

The hulking figure was not sure how to act, but she didn't move away immediately.

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Invi was probably there with the Horsewomen somewhere, but not really out in the open yet.

"CLOSED?!"

Ren's furious shout of outrage could be heard clearly as he pushed against the crowds of people congregating at the front gates of the school, his wings pressed tightly against his back to avoid accidentally smacking someone. Up ahead he could see Arel looking livid, his pale face pink with anger as he yelled at the bogeymen, two of them standing guard to prevent anyone from passing. Ren had rarely seen the secretary lose control like he was, but these were extenuating circumstances.

Amityville is closed.

"That's a load of crap if I ever heard any," Ren snarled under his breath, low enough that it would not be heard by the bogeymen or Arel, but he could not deny the flitter of panic that had started to well up in his stomach. Without Amityville, he had no where to go - he could not go back home to his parents - would not go back to those people, not now, not ever.

Amityville was his home, not the house in which he grew up.

"And where," said Ren calmly. "are we supposed to go, might I ask? Just home?"


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Meanwhile, somewhere behind Ren, Sparrow stood staring stonily at the closed gates, looming imposingly in front of him like a horrible blight. He had only just passed his exam to second year - why did this happen to happen now?

Or, more importantly, why did it have to happen at all?

There were shouts of anger, confused whispers, wide-eyed and horror struck students standing all around - and several of the teachers as well, though Sparrow did not know what they were thinking.

Why had it come to this? He'd heard from Arel already that the school was under suspicion, and the secretary had mentioned that it was in danger of being closed, but Sparrow had never once thought it would actually happen.

It couldn't happen. Not now, not when he and Xiu and the others had already so defiantly placed themselves to stay, declaring their loyalty to the school and its students to the secretary.

But the bogeymen were still there, and the doors were still closed.

What can we even do?

Zar had gotten up fairly early as he always did, giving up his usual fitful sleeping to finally haul himself out of bed and to get to the classes early as he possibly could to get his pens and papers organised. However he really hadn't been expecting things to be quite as chaotic as they were. He blinked. He blinked again, reading the notice a few times just to be sure. It seemed official, they were even - and he approved of this - following a period to vacate the premises. This at least was very official.

But that didn't detract from the implications of what he'd was reading. He'd only just got here! He was only just getting his chance to prove himself. They couldn't just /take it away/ like this? Where would he go after this? He'd never get a job with the bogeymen or any of the official institutions without qualifications, without exams, without official paperwork.

He could almost have started hyperventilating, but he did not. He simply wanted to judge what was even really going on, the full extent of it.

He knew this was all the fault of those damned revolutionaries, he couldn't stand the idea of it. Rebellion and chaos, stupid blind chomping at the bit of authority, this had cost him everything, he'd have to go home, he'd have to go face his father. He'd have to tell them he'd failed at what little leeway they'd given him to succeed. His tail lashed behind him in rage, his posture as rigid as it was possible to be, his clipboard held tightly enough his claws sunk into the material.

"Closed?" he all but snarled the word to no one in particular, his blind irritation winning out.. "Was there no advance notice period? Is this because of those capes?" He was ignorant to the dangers of speaking about any of this, all he knew was that he was more angry than he had been in a long time.

The roar of the dragon had caught Shun's attention. He had been on his way to the main school building when he heard it. While somewhat annoying, it likely meant something was up. Not to mention there was a crowd gathering at the entrance.

There was also a rather large sign hanging out in front of the entrance. That couldn't have been a good thing. The Reaper had some trouble reading what was said, but thankfully, Jericho had been shouting loud enough for him to hear. He also heard Mitsu nearby echoing that response.

It seemed the school was being closed or something to that effect. Narrowing his eyes, he glanced over at the pair of boogeys that were standing nearby. No doubt they had something to do with this. Going 'home' was not something he wished to do. His place here was better than how things were back 'home'. He knew this was the same case for Mitsu.

For now, he stepped over towards the wolf girl with his hands in his pockets, looking more displeased than usual. There, he just watched and listened.

Quite a lot of commotion had alerted the witch to something going on and natural curiosity served its use, for once. But being totally and completely out of the loop made things a bit more difficult for all these things were going on and all these people were talking and Belladonna was very, very confused.

"Um... Miss Cricket?" The witch squeaked behind the woman, glad for once to be small in stature for it had made the obstacle of pushing past students easier. "Why are they saying the school is... Closed? Schools don't close, not even for holidays. It doesn't... Make sense." She frowned and puckered her lips and then shot a nasty glare to one of the Bogeymen. They didn't look friendly and since they were being rather pushy, the witch stuck out her tongue for extra measure.

And someone said something about the dorms? But! Where was the witch to go? There was no way her family was going to take her back in after her little self-imposed-imprisonment stint, so where else? She had some friends... But none of them were close enough to offer their homes. UGH. This was really bad and Belladonna didn't even know why!

Closed. The school was to close.

And all that Natalia had ever worked for, all that had ever made any sense to her would be gone. The only place that felt like home would be left to rot. She expelled a heavy breath, tail waving behind her as the approach hastily brought her to stand in beside the rest of the student body; a look that blended confusion, dismay, and anger perfectly.

"What is the meaning of this?! Closed, Amityville can not be closed!" She wasn't talking to anyone in particular, just roaring over the chatter of others, saying pretty much the same thing as everyone else.

The day had begun bad enough already for Merope. It wasn't enough to have recently returned from a prolonged year two advancement vacation in the middle of the night. Nor was it the fact that he realized belatedly that he had attached his left hand backwards. His issue was his alarm clock. After two months of dealing without, he had received a rather rude awakening by his helper minipet to get up, towel off, and haul tail to class,

Or rather, what would have been class. Merope brushed a strand of wet hair out of his eyes as he stared at the gathering in front of the school, ear-fins stretched and flicking to catch every word. Mostly every word, actually. Merope couldn't stop the large yawn that slunk its way out of his throat, his hand barely rising in time to muffle it.

"I guess no school today, huh?" He commented out loud to no specific person, his tail swishing from left to right thoughtfully. "Or is there something in pzrticular going on that I'm missing...?"

If school was indeed closed for the day, the undead boil would swiftly discover how bored he was about to become. Perhaps he returnef fro his vacation way too early.