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Once again, some rumpled posters had found their way onto the noticeboards in every dormitory common area, seemingly appearing out of nowhere in the night (though the particularly observant might have spotted a few gnomes sneaking around). They were plastered on top of any previous notices and posters, and looked something like this...




... You get the feeling that there might be some fighting practice involved, somehow.

Those who choose to come to the auditorium find long tables and folding chairs set up on one side of the room, though most of the room is conspicuously empty of all furniture. There are baskets and fruit piled on the long tables, though a line of gnomes wearing sunglasses discourage anyone from actually going for the welcome wagon supplies quite yet.

One table has a sign-up list on it. You should probably put your name down.





((INFORMATION:

- To sign up, put your student's name on the list, being sure to quote the full list of students in your sign-up post!
- There is no enrollment limit for this class; students of all years are welcome.
- Sign ups will end at 11:00 am PST on Spiderday, 5/19. No latecomers - if you want to be part of the class, sign up before the class closes!
- You are welcome to RP with others while you wait, but you may not grab any of the fruit or baskets - the gnomes will stop you if you try.))

Danny was more than willing to sign up for the classes. She'd gotten over her insanity, and was finally ready to move on with the horsemen. Besides, having their homes exploded and destroyed? That was so sad. Even Danny had a moment or two of compassion when she could comprehend it.

Besides, all things considered, all she read on the poster was "horsemen" "fruit" and "fighting." Sounded like a pretty good time.

So there she was, signing her name on the list. Save ALL the ponies time.

The dragon's eyes narrowed. No, no he did not want to welcome the horsemen to Ammityville, or Halloween for that matter. He did not trust them, not in the slightest, and he still was not convinced them being so close was not dangerous.

Still, he had learned much on the four clans islands, and he didn't outright -hate- them, he supposed he could be nice. Or maybe it was that very suspicious nature of his that had brought him to the room. After all, if something said there was not going to be fighting, then there probably -was- going to be fighting and all manner of chaos. This was halloween after all, was there every a class that -didn't- involve some sort of chaos? And perhaps if there were fighting and chaos, he could learn something interesting...or find some clues about whatever it was the horsemen were hiding.

Welcoming baskets were her thing. And welcoming baskets for those poor, dear Horseman? Yes please!
The suspicious part of definitely, 100% not fighting didn't even bother Belladonna. She still scrawled her name on the paper in a curling hand.

Though she wanted to go inspect the fruit herself (just fruit? Nothing more substantial? At least a candy bar or two would have been nice), Belladonna made sure not to anger the gnomes and kept her distance. A few names she knew, one slightly well but... Er.... It had been a while and Belladonna was not sure if she was ready to talk to all her former friends.

Aside from his run in with the...less than stellar horsemen, King had been curious. What did they do, how did they act, how were they so different and really...what was their story? The wolfos had not gone to the isles for various reasons, and he was partly sad he hadn't.
He'd missed a very large opportunity and now...well. Horsemen were fighting for Alpacas. Weirder things had happened but still, alpacas.

What did ponies need alpacas for anyway?

Shehk had been trying to be involved in everything that was happening as of late. Not for any reason outside of keeping herself busy and keeping her mind off of things, and this was going to be an opportunity to at least let the students show their support for the clans.

Which was what they needed on top of everything else that was already happening to them. Hadn't they been scrounging around the areas lately for various things? They could have probably used a lot of things. Fruit baskets weren't on the top of her list of things to get to them, but..

just showing her face around would be enough, she felt. Maybe she'd get a chance to run into Medea while they were there.

Either way, Shehk made a point to write her name down on the list of those who would be going, pausing when she saw the name that was above hers on that list before looking over the room. Jericho was out and about? That was good progress.

Lifting her head up slightly to inspect the fliers Darcy wondered who the Horsemen where. Pity she had been wandering alone for some time now that she wasn't up to current events. Welcoming in a whole new set of these so called clan members and barely knowing any students currently in Amityville.

Best way to learn more information about these new comers and to socialize with her classmates would be to sign up. Fighting? This was her first class, she hoped it was a joke. Violence on Darcy's first gathering might attract some unwanted attention. Not thinking too much about it she gracefully signed her name on the sheet. Noticing a familiar name on the list made her hug her head tightly and smile. Might not be too too bad is Mei is signing up.

"De-fin-it-e-ly Won't Be Fighting," Gilly read the poster posted in the school hallway. "That sounds like a nice break from the last month." Gilly mumbled to herself as she contemplated signing up for the class. She had been spending most of her days in her washroom or the pipes underneath the school and was starting to feel a little restless and wanting to socialize a bit.

She reached into her pocket for a pen, and found an orange crayon. She scribbled her name down on the sheet.