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Why was Mot in the reaper dorms? Probably because he as a reaper and lived there. Mot was a busy boil, these days. He seemed to be holed up in his room most days, working on some kind of project for an upcoming festival.

However, he needed to stretch his legs for a bit, after sitting at his desk for so long. The desk was covered in wood chips and shavings, small carvings piled inside a box on the floor. The reaper decided to take a walk around the dorm for a bit, leaving his room and walking down the halls of the gothic style building.

There, he came across someone who definitely did not look like a reaper. "Howdy, little lady." Mot called out, seeing as she looked a little perplexed, maybe even lost. "May I help you with something?"

Mot tilted his head as she tried to speak. Was she nervous? He remained in place even as she approached, his cheek pulled as if he were her grandchild or something. Mot blinked down at the ghoul and her odd mannerisms until she produced her cell phone and its message.

Could she not speak?

That explained the... not speaking. The cheek pulling he figured must have been some form of affection. How sweet~. "Lost? That's fairly impressive. The reaper dorms are hardly a maze. Now te Monster dorms! That is another story." The reaper shuddered. He hated the Monster dorms. Too many times he had ended up lost in there. It was enough to drive a boil mad.
He shrugged and then placed a hand on Amphi's shoulder.

"My name is Mot. I'll help you any way I can. Where are you trying to go?"

Oh, so she knew Roch. Mot smiled. He felt good to know Roch trusted him enough to let his friends know to come to him if needed. He liked being relied on. "He's right. You can come to me if you're in trouble. I can give you my number to take down." Mot said with a warm smile, taking out his own eyephone and letting her look at the information held within.

Her big blue eyes were terribly disarming, though. Suddenly he was willing to do all the things for this ghoul.

"I can walk you back. And sure, I'll answer anything you want. I do love good company and good conversation." Mot smiled warmly again, offering his arm for the ghoul to take. he would escort her like a gentlemen.

Her clarification received a puzzled look until he understood the context. He smiled bashfully. "Ah, so you two are dating? That's really nice. I didn't know he had a ghoulfriend. You're quite a catch."

No pun intended.

Numbers exchanged, and a smile once again graced Mot's face. It was refreshing meeting people outside his usual circle. Maybe this was something he needed to do more often.

"Well, I'll try to chat as much as I can since you can't. I just hope I don't bore you." He said with a chuckle. Her gesture with her hand was greatly accepted. "He is good to you, huh? That's good to hear.. or read." He joked with a cheeky smirk.

Mot shook his head. "No, I don't.. I did, but things became increasingly complicated and awkward for me. I'm afraid I hurt her in the process." The reaper shrugged. "Lessons learned."

Amphi was just the sweetest little thing. Mot smiled warmly, more than willing to give her all the company and answers she desired.

He looked over the questions thoughtfully, humming and rubbing his chin. "I'm a Grim Reaper. My clothes? Well, they're cowboil themed. Not that I'm an actual cowboil but.. I just enjoy the look, yeah?" He chuckled shyly and ruffled his hair. "Yes, I'm a Year 3. You as well? It's hard to believe this is almost over..." He asked back with a warm smile.

"No, I'm not. I just don't know what I should do, really. I know I want to be a Boogeyman but.." How to go about it? Those Boogeymen had given a lecture, so that was good. It gave him insight on the kind of work they did.

"Avery? Was he one?" Mot wasn't familiar with that member of the staff at all. "I don't think it would be weird at all." Mot said with a friendly smile. "Go for it! We can try and get into their ranks together?"

Not return to the sea. That was like him not returning to his hometown. Mot smiled and nodded. "Yes. I love Amityville as a town. I may just stay." Going home didn't sound nearly as inviting.

Having so many Boogeymen at the school was a plus for them. They had so much information available to them now.

"Yes! It's a promise." Mot grinned and held out a pinky. "Swear on it?"