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Roch sauntered in, texting the rest of his band as he stopped by Amrita to give her an absent side hug before dropping down in the nearest chair. "I got a band lined up," he said. "I had t'make some changes in my usual, though--since they still got ghoulfriends."

Then he pushed send before giving her a grin. "This is gonna be awesome."

"Facts is facts, bro," Roch said with a shrug. "In fact, since I'm single, I got a LIST of ghouls I'm gonna grab a dance with on my phone," he said cheerfully. "This is gonna be the best jackin' prom EVER. And seriously, playin' a gig for it? I am seriously stoked. So when are we playin, Amrita? First? Middle? Last?"

Roch suddenly had a gryphon draped over his back.

"ROCH MY FRIEND," Ren boomed, half suspended in mid-air, his wings flapping gently and sending sweeps of air across the boils standing around. "HOW ARE WE THIS FINE DAY."

By the time that this sentence had finished, Ren had already flown over to Amrita, where he was now giving the ghoul a big hug, squishing his face against hers.

Roch rubbed the back of his head, and whispered, a bit loudly, "De. Ni. Al." Then he was bombarded by Ren, forgetting teasing Seiji for the moment.

"Sup, Ren? You look happy. An' it's just cuz they're third years, Amrita. They wanna spend the entire night with their ghouls, since this is probably their last prom. Whereas the rest of us--well, Seiji's got a date, but it ain't like she's his steady, me, I'm single as a one hit wonder, an' Mikey an' Nahm? I don't think they even KNOW the meanin' of monogamy. That means if we take an hour on stage, all it'll do is give us the chance t'see who all needs some attention."

He grinned, shamelessly, clearly showing he would be happy to give that attention as needed.

"Oh me? Not a whole lot. Getting back into classes mostly." He rolled his shoulders in a shrug. "Thinking about maybe joining another club, I've got a lot of extra free time on my hands now."

Seiji rolled his eyes at the reaper as he mock whispered at him. "Excuse you." Where Roch was making out to be quite the player, the ghost just wasn't that sort. Even if He and the banshee weren't technically dating, he still wasn't flirting with anything that'd hold still long enough. It just wasn't his style.

Snorting, the ghost folded his arms, glowing gaze redirecting to Ren as he draped himself over Rita. "How's it hangin', Bro?" Seiji hadn't seen the gryphon in a while, but he certainly looked in good spirits, so that was good. He was also with LW, which was also nice, for him. Seiji gave only the barest twitch of a frown before forcing it away.

As her skelephone beeped, 'Sharkbait' picked up the device and looked at the incoming text with a confused expression. Who was...Oh! Enzo, the boil behind the radio station. Though the [stop] still left her confused. Did he think this was a telegram or something? She hadn't used those in decades!

She read the text a few times. Apparently he needed help with the prom. Everyone was going absolutely nuts over the event, though she was never into stuff like that and tended to avoid the hole thing. Fancy dresses was not her scene. But hey, her 'boss' needed help, so she might as well make a appearance.

It took some time to find out where the SC lounge was, but eventually poke did find it, walking in and seeing a few other unfamiliar students, most of them in their third year. She did recognize Roch though. "Sup Roch?" She asked in a friendly manner before turning to Enzo. "I'm here, what did you need help with?"

"I am excused by the candy boil," Roch declared, looking quite comfortable being draped over. It was Nahm, after all. "Sup, Poke," he added with a wave to the dragon ghoul. He didn't even catch the thoughtful look shot at Seiji, he figured everything was fine.

"Hey, Ren, you doin' DJ'ing, right? Or are you plannin' on singing? I can offer up my guitar if y'want!" Double duty, but hey, he didn't have a date so no biggie, right?