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"The doctor had me out hunting ghosts," Davey told Gale. He shrugged his good shoulder. It really hadn't been all that exciting. "One kept trying to eat me, one preferred headbutting, and the last one could talk everyone in this room to death."

Which was saying a lot, really, considering how much chatting (and arguing) was going on in the tent. Davey still thought it better than dealing with the ghosts, though. He was happy to leave them to the crazy doctor.

"Not as interesting as fighting this lot, I expect," Davey jerked a thumb in the direction of the cages. "But Doctor H thinks there's something weird about the FEAR of the ghosts, moreso than the others."

And it was something that Davey could do on his own. From the sounds of it, he didn't want to stumble into the more humanoid monsters, who had been travelling in groups.

"How about you? How're you holding up after the dogpile attack?" Davey wasn't going to treat Gale like a kid (Davey had been in that position and it had sucked). But Gale was still a slenderly-built guy who'd had a handful of monsters focused on him alone. Davey would have asked anyone in that position, no matter their age. His lips quirked and he gave Gale a half-smile. "Us Brits have to watch out for each other, you know?"

"Hunting ghosts?" Gale repeated, glancing at Davey with a mildly bemused expression on his face. "That...doesn't sound particularly thrilling, to be honest. No offense," he added, waving his free hand a bit. "It just seems rather....er, dull."

The tent had suddenly become very crowded. Gale, appearing to only just now really notice that Harrison and Candace had arrived right after Jerry, looked around at the crammed tent. The cages, plus the machine, plus the hunters, plus the rest of the hunters with whom they did not work, made things just a tad stifled.

Gale turned back to Davey. "I'm quite fine," he replied, shrugging one shoulder, though a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "It was a rather...enlightening experience, one could say. I suppose it might have been made better by the fact that one turned into something fiery and burned me, and the other one made a sword of ice to stab me with."

He decided not to mention that the pink haired one had also kicked him in the nads.

"And I agree," Gale said, now grinning a little, despite himself. "Can't let all the Yanks have the fun, now can we?"

Caelius, however, as usual, interrupted their conversation by striding over and taking the creature from its cage. There was a zap, a crash, and...

"Well," said Gale. "That didn't work."

He glanced around the tent. "Someone else pick this time," he said. "I made my choice."

Tika had been mostly minding her own business. There was quite a bit of bantering going on though so it was hard to remain completely in her own business. The boos had caught her interest mildly.

But that all came to a stop when the machine started up only to find that Gales choice had been in poor faith. The teen frowned. What sort of match was it they were looking for? That thought was cut short as the creature was disposed of.

Seems that one was a poor pick.

Thank you captain obvious.

Not every halloween creature is refined enough to be a weapon ~. Attis tone was quite smug. Tika ignored the comment.

"I'm fine with what ever pick. Only way to find a match is to test em all I suppose." She mumbled a bit on the last few words.

With a brief glare at Caelius and his theatrics, Dr. H went back to poking, prodding, and pulling at the boos, muttering caustically to Clarice. "Yes, let's just purge the test subjects, why don't we? Go through all the trouble to collect them, and let's just purge them the moment we see a bit of inconvenience rather than try to find an alternate use. Really, if only we could turn them into hair gel the world would be Cael's idea of paradise. Clarice, why do I put up with this wasteful and ignorant piece of...oh hmmm. See how it's energy fluctuates? No more than energy...it's existence, I believe...no I'm certain, this isn't a minipet or shadow. It's a summons of a sort..."

Glen felt a little more of his confidence die as he saw what the hunters were capable of doing to those who weren't even suitable for the weapon conversion. Somewhere in his heart of hearts he'd been hoping he'd let them go if they didn't work somehow. But no, it seemed that if you weren't good for being turned into a dead inanimate object, you were simply turned dead instead.

He couldn't make out Dr H's comments from way over where he was but the continued activity over at that side of the room made him worry even more.

After watching what happened to people who were a bit too mouthy for their own good, he really felt he ought to watch his words.

Ariane had been uncharacteristically quiet as she stood at a side; the tent wasn't that big to begin with, but it was just getting more and more crowded, which meant that there was less and less space for her to move around in... It also meant that she had decided to take a step back in order to do some people watching, learning a few things here and there just by eavesdropping being observant.

Davey and Gale seemed to be getting along, and Gale seemed to be acting like a little adult... Which impressed her - how that the boy was ever going to know - considering how while most kids his age are learning about math and science and maybe even fine literature (ew), he was learning about fighting monsters and getting his balls kicked by pink haired monstrosities.

... Hehe. Okay, that was still pretty funny.

Meanwhile, Bix and 'Glasses' were interacting with one of the prisoners - a prisoner who was making no sense whatsoever... Shakespeare? Really now? At a time like this? She wondered where all this viciousness from the hunters was coming from though; she thought that she was the mean one, but here she is, people watching in "prison"... Then again, she didn't really feel an ounce of pity for any of those creatures.

After all, as much as they wail and beg, they are still monsters... Criminals who are now pretty much on death roll - and you never pity criminals on death roll for they obviously deserved such an end. Besides, Caelius was right about these creatures; they would not hesitate to kill her or her team - there was no way she would allow Gale or anyone to be butchered in front of her ever again.

<Growing attached to your group, ghouly?>

'Finally in a speaking mood, Kintama?' She smirked to herself, fingers running along the chains of the necklace around her neck; so, he used to be one of them... That might explain his earlier silence.

<It never left.>

Of course, the ones that left the biggest impression on her? The three cosplayers, especially since one of them had pink hair - she had to wonder why pink. Then again, she dyed her hair a ridiculous color to rebel against her parents - Jeremy dubbed her watermelon after she had it dyed - so she wasn't in a place to judge.

Sliding over, she raised an eyebrow at the male; he looked even more ridiculous close up, but at least he wasn't in a dress like 'Glasses', "Nice costume. How much to get you to fix the pipe in the dorms so we can get hot water?"

Bix heard his bro speak up and drifted to Before's side now.

"Yeah I think maybe one of these girls would be our best bet." He tilted his head. "The ice one and fire ones showed nice attacks, but the pink haired one did the most damage I think." Plus she'd kicked Gale in the balls. REALLY? Even Halloween guys would wince thinking about that.

"What do you guys think?" As obnoxious as the shakespeare jerk was, he seemed pretty meaningless. Plus their last pick was from the 'old' group. Perhaps they should try the new captures now.

Gale glanced over his shoulder at the rest of the group. "I like Bix or Before's idea," he said, with a noncommittal shrug. "Maybe we should see if the new ones will be 'compatible.'"

Though compatible with what exactly remained a mystery - and Caelius liked his mysteries a little too much.

Gale didn't know who the hunter with the swords was, but he gave him a slightly appraising look, taking in the rather...unusual outfit that went along with Jerry's and Candace's

....dress up?

<< Don't ask me. I have no idea what the Jack they're wearing either. >>