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The ghost dorms were often quiet, the most bustle happening at the start of the day, when people were coming and going while getting ready for classes. So when someone moved into the dorms, it was hard not to noice. A ghoul moving boxes, or in the middle of it had Frost cocking his head to his side. No one was around at that hour really, and he had time to kill before he was needed over at the tea club. Dressed in his normal robes, the wolfos approached, ears forward, curious. “Good day.” He gave a small bow to the ghoul looking at the piles of her boxes. “Do you need help perhaps? I’ve got a bit of time and helping a new student move in is something I think I could be forgiven for.”

A quite ghoul, he took a step back, hands at his sides, palms open and up. Make yourself less of a threat, Frost was falling back to his 'training'. Still he smiled. "It's not out of my way. I'm in the dorms myself, and it's really no trouble." He motioned to the boxes once more. He'd not take them unless she gave him permission. "I've time an strength. Besides, two hands make the job move much faster. Tell me where your room is and I can carry the boxes right over. No trouble at all." His tail swayed back and forth, waiting. He really wanted to help.

At the thanks he was lifting a box, hoisting it over his shoulder before taking another under , putting in on that one, and the final box his arm and using his hip as leverage. "It's no problem. Like I said. More hands make for easier work." Following her to her room, the wolfos smiled at those he passed, and once at the room, he waited, tail swaying. In the room, each box was set down gently near the door.

A small whistle the wolfos looked at the decor. "Ah, pardon. It always amazes me how personalized the rooms can be. Mine is a bit like a large snow drift. Your's is more... like a real room. Not that I meant to pry." He held up his hands. "But, allow me to introduce myself. Frost in the Storm, occasionally called King. Second year. Obviously.. You're new? Let me be the first to welcome you to Amityville." He offered her his hand. "It can be a bit overwhelming at first, but really, it's not so bad. Were you around for Frightnight?"

The wolfos smiled at the question. "Yes and no. I have a typical bed, but frankly I don't use it. I prefer sleeping in the snow out of habit. Mostly use my bed for cuddling, sitting or reading. Snow is just... a part of me. Natural you know?" His smile was soft, thinking about how he needed to fluff it up a bit later. But then he rubbed the back of his head, being a more physical ghost than most was a bit odd at times.

"A pleasure Miss Wen. And frightnight was a festival held just recently. Celebrate the school, Trick or Treaters held booths as well as students, there were games, food, prizes, and minipets of course." He gave a small shrug. "It was a time to have fun and relax. I spent it a bit frazzled really. Ran part of a club booth, my own booth, did games. Very high energy?" He sighed. "It was draining, but rather worth it. I managed to get my name out for student elections, got some fun prizes, perhaps come the next festival you'll be able to take part? It's a unique experience."

"I think it is just to help students. The school is not race or species specific like many, so they take time to cater in ways they can. Lunches might be very all around, but rooms are personalized for us. Classes are open to all but on occasion open courses for certain races crop up. Its just a bit of balancing really." He shrugged. A small pixie deava walked by in the hall, and upon seeing Frost, trotted over, climbing up to the boil's shoulder.

"Sorry, he wanders about time to time. And running for President. I feel like it's something I can do that would help all students, not just some. Er, you probably wouldn't want me to go into my whole campaign. A bit too much for a first day no?" He laughed a bit. "But I see this place like away from home. I want to protect it. It's not much deeper than that. If you interested I think you could find some posters around the school. There are a few others running for president. In the end- go with who you believe in and trust." He was sincere in his words, not minding much about the idea she'd vote for him or not.

Even if she didn't know much of him or the school, the words were nice to hear. "Thank you. I can and will try my best for the sake of the students. That's all I can do in the end." Looking once more at her room and the boxes he frowned. "Will you be alright unpacking on your own? It might seem odd but I hate to leave you without helping if you still need it. If not with moving in I can offer answers to any questions you might have. Such as classes or clubs- I'm part of Tea, Music, radio, Cuddle.... the last one is really just a bit... unofficial. Comfort is sometimes just hard to find you know?"

Especially with so much drama going on.

"Well Wen, is there anything else I can help with? Still have some extra time on my hands."

He smiled softly, chalking up her blush to the awkwardness of being a new student. “It is no problem. If you ever need me please do not hesitate to ask. I’m just on the lower floors. Ah-“ The pixie deava gave a tiny jab into the boil’s shoulder, clearly it did not wish to be ignored. “If you ever see this little one wandering he can lead you to me. He likes the attention I think.” Especially from ghouls. Thus far however, Frost had only seen the mini be rude to one. Not that he cared a great deal. Senga wore a wolf pelt. It was just unnatural.

“I hope everything goes well for you Miss Wen. I think I’ll be heading off to classes and such but welcome to Amity again and good luck!”