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They . . .were supposed to ride corgis. Overgrown, one-eyed corgis. And hit each other. Mort took one look at his wand, another look at Taryn's sharp looking lance, and gulped.

Well, time to get ready for a repeat of the Hel fight. Skewer through the chest, here he come.

"Well, h-have to," Mort answered bracingly, not able to share the enthusiasm (he never understood the obsession with things that had fur) but attempting to. With a grunt he hoisted himself onto his corgi, balancing himself within several seconds. "Er . . ."

What was he supposed to do? Hold his wand out and hope it hit Taryn in the right spot as they rode? It was one thing to ride a horse, but doggy-style?

He looked to the ghoul for some way to initiate the classwork.

Alex let Yin answer all the questions, since he seemed more then happy to do so, though Alex did in fact recognise a few more of their classmates, and was also surprised by how many of them he knew.

"Uh, what Yin said, except I don't know Hel really..just remember her from the school play." He reached up to run his hand through his hair, while he made a quick glance around, "There's Riyo. She's just a happy little ray of hope, that one...and there's the wretched imp..I mean TG," He may have snarled a little at the name. "And that other demon over there is...West, I believe? I haven't really ever spoken to him, though...he always just seems to be with Levi when I run into her..." He glanced around, wondering if the country ghoul was in this class, and not seeing her, he shrugged. "Guess she didn't sign up for this class."

Other then that, Alex may have seen the students around the school, but he was not on a first name basis with any of them.

Once the lecture was over, Alex went forward to have a glance at the scroll. He turned to Mitzi afterwards and said "You're with that guy there." He pointed towards the purple haired boil who was already grabbing himself a corgi to mount. "He's a pretty nice guy. Plays the guitar, and is a Reaper like you. Hey, you guys even have matching hair color! Maybe you can make a new friend?" He grinned, any feelings of being upset with the ghoul for whatever she had said to Yin past and forgotten.

"See ya afterwards, Yin." Alex gave the boil a small wave as he shuffled off in search of his own partner, who's name he didn't recognise. So, Alex just looked for anybody he didn't know and called out the name. "Thanatos?"

He had to chuckle at that, in spite of the horrible implications of throwing his hand at anyone, least of all Taryn. Well, he couldn't just stand there gaping and with a fresh new tear in his arm. Time to ride!

Remembering loosely the basics of horse riding (and hoping to Jack they translated to one-eyed corgi riding), Mort lightly kicked the dog's side, sending him a a fast jogging pace towards Taryn. Making a face, he waved his wand in her general direction, expecting sparkly bits to maybe puff out and bother her face or something.

Instead he got a nice minor blast of pink as a blot of magic splashed with precision against her in passing. The zomboil blinked owlishly, veering his steed about a bit tightly (the corgi yelped at the tug on his ears). "Aaaah, y-you 'kay?" he asked quickly, concernedly.

"Er, y-yes." While relieved to see that the magic wasn't as bad as he thought it was, Mort was a tad afraid that the chimera might unleash some hidden power with the lance that would truly sink him to the floor. With a nod, he made the corgi distance themselves from Taryn and hers, turning about with a gulp. The grip on his wand was a bit tight.

"You first 'gain."

"Greetings Valentino, it's a pleasure to meet you," Edel greeted the boil that joined them, a little unsure of what to think of him as his introductions went on further. The least she could do was offer a smile and nod politely, which she did. Well, if she thought about it, perhaps he was simply just professor levels of eccentric. Nothing to be startled about then.

The frost demon's interest levels in the class began on a sharp rise as Professir Savage introduced what they were going to do. Jousting! Horse riding! All sorts of wonderful fun. The ghoul, for a moment, was lost in her thoughts. This, perhaps, was the first properly fun class she had since enrolling into the school.

Thank hell the ghoul had some decency to pay a bit of attention to the others around her, for she nearly missed the calls for her name. "Edel, yes, I'm here. You must be..." taking a quick glance at the pairings posted, the ghoul turned back to the boil, "Yin? Pleased to meet you!" The ghoul paused, looking back at her present company whom she had to leave.

"I'm afraid we'll have to save the rest of our introductions for the end of the class, good luck with your jousting matches!" she waved them goodbye.

"Well then," she said, turning her attention back to Yin, a suppressed smile of delight on her face, "Shall we?" In that instant, the ghoul had formed a proper ice lance in her other hand and looked at the boil expectantly. Clearly she had no idea she was meant to joust with the hotdog.... Yet.

Edel? Well, it did not seem that the ghoul minded that he had been mangling her name. "My apologies for shouting your name Miss Edel, I am Yǐn Cáng." Yes, now that he knew that Ed-el...no...Edel, was a ghoul that Miss was firmly in place. "If you needed to finish your conversation I can wait."

She seemed to be ready to try the class out, so maybe it would be best to just go find a mount and...what was she doing? What was that in her hand? It looked like something he had seen during the Christmas invasion. Ice. A weapon made out of ice. Ice was cold, and cold meant death. Especially if she intended to stab him with it.

He really did not care about class that much. He backed away nervously, hands coming up defensively in front of him as he stared at that lance. "If you are so intent on winning I would not mind allowing a ghoul to win." Cowardliness? Certainly not. He was just...giving the ghoul a prime opportunity to win. The fact that that lance seemed to be radiating cold at him had nothing to do with it.

[oh crap I got distracted and forgot to roll OTL Please ignore the roll in this post!]

Thanatos apparently forgot to get a weapon. Or rather, his roleplayer forgot. So he had to do this with his fist of fury.

He petted the giant one-eyed corgi, running his hand across the top of the giant canine's head; it was actually pretty adorable, although not as much as his familiar was, "Your fur is even too short to properly shave, despite your size." He muttered before mounting it, steadying himself before turning towards a boil who had mentioned his name. Biskoto was firmly wound around his arm and across the back of his neck, resting comfortably on his shoulder.

"I think that'ssss your opponent," She hissed softly, forked tongue flicking in and out; she wasn't sure what to make of a dog that was far bigger than she was... Normally, it was the other way round.

Carefully directing his mount over to the white haired boil, Thanatos extended out a hand as he grinned, "Alexander, I presume? Thanatos-"

"-And Bissskoto-" The huge snake around his shoulder peered down at the boil, offering him a smile of her own, one that was a lot friendlier than Thanatos' grin was.

"-At your service."