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Reese stood stock still in front of the office desk, staring down at the hag sitting there with a grimly stoic expression, arms crossed and chin set, "NO."

The reaper gave her an exasperated look in return. "Now," she began slowly, clearly enunciating eat word, "...what have we said about inside voices, dear? And not no, there is nothing to no." She shuffled her papers and then shoved several at Reese. "You're new here. You need help. So grab the suitcase we packed you and wait in the front lobby for your student guide to pick you up and take you to Amityville." She paused, a look of satisfaction crossing her features, "Such a good school. If you survive there, you'll do well anywhere. Now shoo..." she made a little go away gesture, "...you go now. Git."

Mouth tightening into a thin line, Reese bit out a sullen, "BYE," grabbed her suitcase, and left the office. The front lobby was no where near as crowded as it was when she'd first arrived, so at least several of the ridiculously uncomfortable seat were free to wait in. The ghost took a moment to glance down at the papers she'd been handed, one of which included her student guide's picture.

She looked around, trying to see if a pile of hair and elaborately pretty fabrics had arrived to pick her up yet.

Opening her mouth to greet the ghoul, Reese then scowled and snapped it shut again with an irritable look and just nodded. She tried to smile instead, but it just made her look rather pained. Picking up her suitcase, she held it close to her, eyes going wide. The thought of letting someone else hold on to her first (and only) possessions left her feeling cold. She'd only just gotten them, and they weren't much, but they were hers now.

"IT'S FINE."

Passing through the door, a bit of the wariness leaving her expression and posture. The ghoul seemed nice enough, and the mention of where Reese would be living lightened her mood. A bit of the heaviness that had followed her constantly since waking in this world left her as the idea of having some sort of place to call home. To call her own.

The question had Reese shaking her head and raising her eyebrows. Then she paused and nodded, a little unsure. "GOOD SCHOOL?"

Eyes narrowing, Reese looked around for the source of the laughter with a frown, but the topic of interests brought her attention back to Junko. Interests? Did she even have any? And if she did have them, what if they were boring? The air around her seemed to grow heavier once again. The mention of a nice, cozy dorm room almost cheered her up again but then the ghoul was talking about plans.

Reese's expression fell, and she shook her head. Her mouth pursed around the words she wanted to say, but in the end she could only manage to gesture at her chest and bite out the word, "NEW."

She gave Junko a tight smile, not entirely optimistic about getting the hang of things, but not ready to dismiss the possibility either. So far it wasn't as bad as she had worried, in fact, this was going more smoothly than anything she'd done so far. Reese had a feeling she had made a good choice in deciding to go to school, and it felt a bit like a burden was staring to lift.

Amityville towered over them in massive set of buildings, and the sight gave her a small thrill. There was just something about how...big it all was that was both exciting and comforting. She tried to just shrug non-nonchalantly at Junko's question, but her face gave away the sudden, surprising happiness. The air around her finally released its depressing weight.

Giving up the facade, she nodded enthusiastically at the mention of her room and a tour.

Reese's expression turned serious and focused as she listened carefully to everything Junko pointed out and explained. While having a guide was proving useful, and even pleasant right now, she didn't want to have to rely on anybody later, and she definitely did not want anybody seeing her looking confused or lost on campus. The ghost's expression grew a bit distant at the idea of asking other students helping her with being new. The NSIB packet said they offered group counseling sessions to newly risen ghosts and undead, Living in Death after Life, but the whole thing seemed kind of pathetic and awkward to her.

The door to her room brought those thoughts to an immediate halt. She stared at the key handed to her and gave Junko a small, terribly sincere smile, and opened her door. The room itself wasn't large, there were only a few pieces of furniture, and no decorations to speak of. Reese, stepped into it, looked around, and turned to Junko with a look of such relief. Sitting her suitcase down she made a small, aborted move, paused, and then awkwardly gave the other ghoul a brief, hard hug, before letting go and pretending that hadn't just happened.

"NICE." Reese tried to look a little aloof, but couldn't quite hide the blush across her cheeks or pleased smile as she took in a space that was hers. The scariest part of suddenly existing in this place had been the state of being in a sort of untethered, homeless state that didn't allow for any sort of direction, because it didn't feel like she had any place to start from. No foundation to build herself up on. Having this place, this home, felt like the first important step for everything that would follow, good or bad.

Narrowing her eyes at sweet, Reese took a moment to consider if she wanted to be sweet. Was that something she even really had a say in? The ghost put the thought aside for later, and nodded firmly at the question. Leaving the room with one last, tiny, smile, she let the other lead the way out, pausing only to lock the door and pocket the key with a solemnly careful consideration.

The snort had her turning back to the ghoul with a small frown, "FUNNY?"

"THANKS," the ghost's expression softened slightly before growing decidedly stubborn. The offer was appreciated, "BUT." She shook her her head and gave a negative gesture of her hands. It was nice but she'd find a way on her own. There was a limit to the amount of charity she'd accept in a single day. Or ever.

Squinting, Reese twisted to look behind Junko. And then from the other direction as well. And finally walked behind the ghoul to peer closely into her hair with a frowning, "RUDE."