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On the other hand, there was a pup that wasn't busy. most of the time the hound boil was spent, in his room. However all the work was done, in his head. dealing with two other powerful personalities that were beginning to leak out more than usual. it took a lot of time between all the physical activities in the woods and all the mental anguish from classes.

But watching all the other students as they passed by was still as fun as ever as he gazed out along the campus grounds like the trained canine he was.

"hello hello, what do we have here?" the honeyed tone of phos curled out as the collective form that was damien tail batted around as he watched the ever shifty Roch strut about like the mohawked cockatrice he was. with items in stow. he definitely looked like a boil on a mission.

he just had to tail behind the reaper, it was in his nature as a hellhound to hunt and right now, Roch was the prey.

The hound did nothing less than shake his head at the punk reapers awareness, it was pretty sad from his own perspective. to get as close and still not be noticed was bad, and downright hilarious. The yoyo in his own pocket seemed more prominent right now as he crept closer, the facial features darkening into something more sinister when the more violent personality took the lead, green eyes swirled from light jade to a dark emerald hue and the toothy grin got wider as he craned his head next to the boil's ear.


"Wha cha tryin t' do dere, boil?" he said in a low grown before leaning away from Roch and letting out a heart low chuckle.

Messing with Roch was something they all missed dearly.

And the rocker boil was still aloof as ever. Damien/ or Melas as it were, kinda wanted to see the reaper flich or do something, and felt nothing but unsatisfied at the result. Enough to pout at the old friend and let his bushy tail limp to the ground. "Why are you looking for a breath mint, did you brush your fangs today?" the lighthearted voice of Phos berked out, ears flopping over in confusion before the collective body began to think about the new students.

The new ones that could be an enemy in disguise. This time Damien surfaced and sniffed at the air instinctivly. "I checked them, by scent. they smell of fear, so i have to think they are ok." he said off hand, as if the scent would matter to anyone but a canine breed monster. it was his way of figuring out things.

He didn't ask any question, standing there holding the tiny pick, bu he did look at it questionably, as if the little sliver of material could tell him why he was doing it. Melas just snarled at it.

That took a lot to process.

"Wait you have a ghoulfriend?" stop the presses, none of the three personalities could believe it. It was as if the inner confines of his mind froze in time. "a Ghoulfriend thats not a body pillow?" he gruff voice of Melas barked out. He had to make sure before the hellhound body shook as if it was expelling water from his natural form.

If anything, the sly comment just made the boil tilt his head in confusion at the grunge reaper.
"Wha' chu' talkin' bout' Roch?"

That had to be photocropped. There was just nno way that such a pretty ghoul was clinging to the boil that was standing before damien. the look of utter disbelief fell on the green eared boil's features as his ear flopped over and shoulders slumped at the realization.

Roch had a ghoulfriend, and he still couldn't romance Xiu. he blamed Levi for this somehow. Damn tatzel.

"I'm sure you just owed her seeds, that's why she was on you." the hound said jokingly and gave the reaper a light shove.

The eyetwitch just came out of nowhere for the hellhound.

"Im not hung on on Xiu." the pup said quickly, snapping at the statement before letting the hair on the back of his neck relax as the sudden tenseness before continuing. "Im just picky when it comes to who i like, and she still fits the bill perfectly." he insisted.

yep.


not hung up at all.

all the :T faces was made at Roch's general direction. from all three of them.

It probably wouldn't. Even Damien knew that deep down. He made it fairly obvious, shy of just declaring it on top of the main building standing nude with a megaphone to his mouth, announcing it to the entire student body at midnight snack time. "I appreciate the support Roch." he said perkily and gave the boil a light punch on the arm. That was the bro way of saying thanks.

course what he said next didn't make much sense to his personalities as he tilted his head at the reaper, puzzled. "sure we may have had our quarrels, but i never wanted to see you unhappy either, im glad you managed to find someone that wasn't a guitar."

he smiled toothily at the light teasing joke he made at the purple haired rocker. "i wouldn't know what to make of your scarelings."