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The theater was brightly lit, and not a gnome was in sight. The only thing odd were the three abnormal cages, from which muffled cries and whimpers might be heard if one was close enough. The cages themselves were covered, and the entire Theater was practically saturated in FEAR. It was close to over bearing as sea slime FEARfresheners made the place reek…and mask the smell of what was hidden in the cages. Rengath did NOT was to spoil the surprise he had in store for his students. After the whole fiasco with the play being RUINED not by the students and much as that ugly rat king. Augh, the one student had a much nice dialogue and skill set really. Stand up performance from them.

But that was in the past, right now he had his theater fixed (again) and was able to hold class. He’d wanted as many students as possible to be able to join and had left the audience seats open. This was going to be a wonderful learning experience he could tell. At least he thought it would be.

The theater was open, and while Yin was not precisely knowledgeable in theater this was supposed to be an introductory course. It was about scaring, which hopefully meant that this was a practical course. Practical courses meant little reading. Little reading...meant that he might actually do okay on it.

However, being the first one in the room was not terribly reassuring, and the scent assaulted even his nose. Face scrunched ever so slightly he meandered down, to a row near the front and walking toward the center of the row. He sat and waited, slightly nervous, but glad that the professor was rumored to be male.

Of course Alex hadn't seen Yin in the hallway and followed him to the theater. Nope, that would just be too weird and possibly a little stalker like. He totally had a class here. Yep, absolutely. And he would have totally been one of the first students to arrive as well, because when was Alex ever late for anything?

Right??

Right.

And so Alex found himself in the theater, one of the places he had actually told himself he would never step foot in again. The smell didn't really bother him as much as it might somebody else, but it was still fairly gross and he wrinkled up his nose a bit as he shuffled down the aisle between the auditorium seats, gaze falling on his bestest best buddy in the whole wide world~

Of course he made straight for the seat next to Yin, collapsing in it and slouching down as far as he could with legs splayed out in front of him. Ah the joys of the front row! Plenty of leg space! He lifted his arm a little to nudge Yin with an elbow, his heart lifting when he finally got to see his face. "Hi!" he said, as he grinned happily.

Were there other students in the theater? Alex had no idea.

Taryn as only barely sitting when the other boil addressed her. Awkward...

She got up and moved down a row, sitting so she could lean between the two boils there. An undead boil and... a monster? She didn't know either of them.

"Hello. I'm Taryn," she said softly. "Have you ever taken an acting class before?"

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"I think I remember seeing you," Taryn nodded. Before the real Rat King had come to destroy them all, of course. He has been in costume, but it'd be hard to find a zombie with exactly the same rot-patterns. "I'm not sure how much this has to do with play-acting. More like... scaring humans acting."

"I have, actually, but I didn't do very well," Taryn admitted, her face briefly twisting into that of a very disappointed nerd. The expression flickered away after a moment, though, and she was smiling again. "I was ill-prepared. This time I have a better idea of what to expect."

Namely, a terribly stern professor and a whole group of students who had no idea what they were in for either. Of course, the whole class could have changed, and she was just wrong as could be. After all, they'd begun on the stage last time.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," she offered finally, smiling at both boils. A handshake at this angle would just be awkward.

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"Hey, Mort!" Taryn grinned, entirely unsurprised that the boil seemed to know everyone. "Just like old times, eh? Maybe try to not assault me this time." She said so in good humor, still smiling. She'd grown to like the zomboil, even after a terrible first impression.

Yes, he was feeling decidedly...cozy. Seeing Mort simply made him even happier. "Greetings Mort," he said, lifting up his hand to give the new zomboil a small wave. But the new ghoul was talking about being assaulted by him.

He should have been rather upset with the boil, but instead just shook his head at him. "Oh Mort, you simply cannot assault ghouls." Hm...perhaps his encounter at the Van Rotte's was beginning to change his view of ghouls. Or perhaps...he was just not wanting to make Mort angry. He mentally shrugged, not thinking about it too much. Here he was with his two favorite zomboils and a ghoul that seemed nice enough. Perfectly happy (even if there was the ever-present slight unease in the back of his mind) he sat there, not budging an inch.