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Did..... did he just see what he thought he saw?

There was no way she was.... yeah, she sat. ON WEST.
Damien just started to howl in laughter at West and his new title of chair. "ha, don't worry about it, West is very good as a footstool!" he barked out before falling into another fit of chuckles.

He already liked this ghoul.

West's head whipped around and he glared at Damien and the boil's stupid laughing. "Y'won't be laughin' when I yank yer tail through yer a** an' out yer mouth!" He turned back toward the ghoul, wincing slightly as she looked up at him. So she could see?

He reached out toward her, offering her a hand up. Truthfully, at this point he just wanted this ghoul as far away from him as possible. And for Demi to stop laughing.

"Sorry," he muttered. Two apologies in one week. It was a Halloween record!

Peeking her head into the classroom Elsa frowned and inched forward until she had her whole body inside doorway. This was going to be her fist class at her new school... she was, to say the least... very overwhelmed. She glanced at all the new faces and gulped. “Oh.... umm...”

Before she could finish she spotted Charlie (Her only friend here so far), and with a jump-skip-leap she hurled herself over to him, smiling brightly as she swung her arms around her shoulders.

“Charlie!”

Oh boy, now she was excited. She waved to the girl beside Charlie and giggled.

“Looks like we're going to have a class together!”

((Elsa is huuur))

When slender fingers intertwined with his own he gave the much warmer ones a soft little squeeze, smiling. It was weird to say so, but he'd missed school. The last two weeks of summer break had been amazing, but he was glad they were here again and back to the normal routine of things. His outlook on classes had even seemed to improve, but that could be partially blamed on his new determination to join his friends in the ranks of knobdom. Even Jove had moved up in year, and they hadn't started very far apart.

Leaning forward, he'd rest his elbow on the deck and drop his chin down in his upturned claw, watching the two ghouls as they spoke. "Be careful, sometimes her hair bites," he offered after the glitch ghost had started braiding, chuckling softly to himself. The Mistress not only bit, but also throttled, strangled, slammed, pulled, and generally made herself a nuisance whenever possible. Junko had begun to get a decent handle on Her, but every once in a while..

"Mmhmm, Aislin and cat, and I think one other ghost was there." An ink splotched fellow. Seiji couldn't quite recall his name. Jove had also been there.

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Bright eyes had dropped to watch his fist pounding against his own thigh and in that moment she decided she wasn't going to pry. She knew nothing of West's parents or his relationship with them, but based on that.. Well she had to guess it wasn't the best. "Ah," was all the response she gave gave his single word answer before following his gesture upward towards the ceiling and grinning proudly. "Mmhmm, I've got much better control now, and I can call water to my hand from nowhere now." The smile faltered, and for just a second she looked a bit sheepish. "There's a learning curve, but I think I've got it down now."

She gave a curious blink as Damien came to sit near them along with Levi, and offered a wave and a smile to both of them. "Nice poncho," she directed at Demi with a suppressed giggle. Glancing up in time to see a rather fat drop of water fall from the ceiling to land on the hound's head.

Holly's appearance drew her attention and her smile may have been just a touch more meaningful then it should have. "Nice to see you, Holly." Had she wanted to say more she wouldn't have gotten the chance as a new ghoul ambled over and plopped down directly onto West. "Oh wow." The avarice demon's reaction to this was predictable, and Yaya had already gotten to her feet to help the Ghost ghoul out of West's lap even as he pushed at her. Two seconds too lap, as the poor thing spilled to the floor. "West!" Ugh, boils..

"She can't see your hand.." She scolded, even as she reached out to take it so he could help her up. "He's sort of a bully, but he's not all bad." Glowing eyes narrowed at him before turning back to Lattice. "Are you alright?"

Damien merely continued to snicker at the even more grumpy boil. "Promises promises" he said with a dismissing wave of his hand before losing the happy edge of his voice. "You didn't have to shove the ghoul thought dude, manners." he managed to reply in a serious tone.

He always did have a soft spot when it came to seeing a ghoul almost in tears, and the voice was heard easy enough by the large eared hound. he quickly put his standard routine of teasing West aside just to see if the ghoul was ok as she passed by. "Seriously though, I hope your not injured."

He didn't expect the reaper to hold out her hand to him, considering the did already meet, but went along with it for the sake of formalities. "Damien, its nice to meet you, again." he said behind a light hearted chuckle.

If Yaya wasn't a sight for sore eyes, he was glad to see her up and about as he tried his very best not to tackle her in glee. "Thanks, I had to be prepared this time!." he said with all the excitement of a five year old scareling. He didn't even think twice of the sudden pelt of a drop on the hood of the poncho, it was doing a splendid job.

THE NEWS PAPER WENT DOWN ON THE DESK…

And the professor was up from her seat with her arms folded behind her back like she usually had them when something important was about to go down. The professor paced over to the door and very unkindly slammed it shut with full force. This of course caused the ceiling to let lose an almost mini tidal wave of water from the ceiling on to the heads of all the students and even herself. The water didn’t phase Savage at all though. The professor took it like a bawss and just stood there til’ every last drop of water was magically drained as if it never was.
Water based students might not have minded as much but the fact of the matter was, not everyone in class was water based.

Lucky break for them though, this water was no normal water. It was laced with FEAR and not lethal to any students it might cause harm to. Only a mild dampness may have been felt after all that, and possible an annoyance. Savage gave Danny a smile. It was not a nice smile.

“Welcome all of you. I see some very new faces and some old faces and some faces from booths I’ve run. We’ve got round faces and FAT faces and THIN faces. SO MANY FACES,” Savage carried on as if none of the water business had just happened. She was being her usual eccentric self. But oh god there really were a lot of faces this time around which excited Savage a little. Savage noted Pepin, the interesting ghost that had been in her tent. Hel too had been in that surprise class. There were a few faces from the booths too like Willow. Astra and Aurian from her boat to. Oh dear, hopefully THOSE two didn’t hold a grudge. Of course there were beloved Merope and Israfel. Rileys wings caught Savages attention too. But there were more important things to do then scan faces.

“NOW I’m assuming you guys prepared for boats but I regret to inform all of you this class will sadly not be focused on boats,” Savage frowned deeply and sighed. “No, were moving on to other things. Less interesting,” Savage sighed, “But important to note for your future careers. This weeks class were going to go with IT CAME FROM UNDER THE BED.” The professor flashed a wicked grin to everyone. She positively BEAMED at them. Oh dear jack. What was she up to.

Before any questions could be even asked, a trap door from the ceiling opened up and a bell found down.



“YUP! IT CAME FROM UNDER THE BED!” Savage said again. She crotched down beside the bed and retrieved a pair of slippers.



“WHO CAN TELL ME WHAT THESE ARE?” It was obvious. Slippers. But Savage liked to patronize.

Strangely enough it took Pepin hardly two seconds to depart from Junko and her marvelous hair when she noticed the professor on the move. "Heyitwasreallynicemeetingyou,andseeingyouJunkoI'mgoingbacktomyseatnowbye!" Her words spurt out like a tape on fast forwards as she lept from the desk and hobbled with her uneven lack of shoes to her desk, eagerly. Even when the water fell from the ceiling she was unbothered, pristine and ready to LEARN SO MUCH.

What were those? Pepin thought long and hard and was actually too stumped to answer. She didn't want to jump to reply and find herself silenced and wrong. Maybe it was a trick question. Leaning out of her seat she narrowed her eyes on the objects Savage had out and pouted a little.

I don't even really have a bed well kinda hmm. VIRUSES. VIRUSES COME FROM UNDER THE BED SOMETIMES. Oh that's a good one, better save it then. Those are obviously slippers though. They might be anti-virus software- THAT'S BAD HNNNGHHH

Now utterly frightened, Pepin froze perfectly still and stared them down without blinking.

Hearing the slap of the paper hitting the desk, Jericho's attention shifted to the front of the class. The next thing he knew was that water had just been dumped onto him and everyone else.

He should have seen that coming given the last class and all, but the sudden drop of water made the dragon jump some. Though, at least he didn't end up soaking wet after that, thanks to the FEAR in the water. Sitting through class cold and drenched didn't sound too fun after all. Shaking his head to get rid of a little extra water, his attention soon snapped back up when Savage began to speak.

Sweet! No boats. No treasure either for that matter, but hey, this sounded like it was going to be a good one.


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"Ah."

Well that explained it pretty well. Though, he didn't think that she had any reason to be apologizing to the other reaper. She hadn't done anything to him after all. It looked as if Shun was going to say something else, but the abrupt splash of water from above cut him off.

"........."

It may not have left him incredibly wet, but that was not something he particularly enjoyed to have dumped on him all of the sudden. This explained why the hellhound wore a poncho of all things as well...

Letting out a huff, he stared towards the front, crossing his arms over his desk and resting his head on top. Under the bed eh? Well... there was some potential in it he supposed. He wasn't sure how much information of this he'd receive that would be particularly helpful for Reaping, but he may be surprised.