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The boil nodded, a toothy grin splitting across his face, "Jack yeah! They won't know what hit 'em!" The monster horse waved at the demon ghoul goodbye, while keeping an eye on the ghoul whose table he placed the bag he received.

Taima collected the things on her desk, placing them carefully back into the bag before glancing at the boil who had gotten her possessions. "No, you got it right," she replied, tying the bag off. "You did well," she continued as she turned to face the boil fully. "Were they too obvious? I tried to make it challenging."

He raised an eyebrow, grinned, his sucker still in his mouth, the stick sticking out of the corner, and held out his hand in a fist to the side. FEAR gathered--a good amount of FEAR, he was a hob, after all, and took the form of a dangerous looking electric guitar.

"This is Desiree," he said, showing her the back where her name was scrawled. "This is a mohawk," he went on, pointing up at the hair that was mostly going up straight. "And this," he said, pulling out the sucker, "is my favorite flavor. But if y'need more for the homework I spose we could come up with some sort of line," he added. "Um... tomorrow?" he offered.

The tikbalang shook his head just as he offered his hand to her, "Naw, took me a time to figure it out'n even then ain't so sure it was y'rs." He admitted with a wry grin then introduced himself to the winged ghoul, "'M Petro. Call me Tro."

Malodore looked vaguely intimidated when the Professor gave its desk a disapproving look - it was true that there were two bags on its desk. Hopefully the disapproving was just for the multiple bags and not for the plague doctor itself. It reached for the bags and opened one of them, discovering... hm. Whose items were these? It quietly spread out the spiked tail cuff, roll of gauze, and grammatically incorrect note on the front of its desk. Hmm...

Thankfully, the other bag contained its belongings. Not that it would have been horribly distressed to lose them, but it was good to have them back. It put the items back into its sleeves before turning back to the other items. This was for a tail...

Slowly, it got up and walked over to West. "Pardon me, but are these yours?" it inquired, holding out the tail cuff.

Slipping her answers back on the instructors desk before slipping back out again.

Lumikki
Whose Bag Did I Recieve? Uhm...the punk Rocker boil...Roch?

Q1:
1) A silver ruby and diamond ring
2) An elaborate hair stick
3) A few gems
* A silver ruby and diamond ring...Well the ring is very sentimental to me because it reminds me of my time on the Isle of Death. I made it my first week there, it was while I was an exchange student. And I honestly thought that it would be the last time I would see a boil that I had met there...it was a matter of remembering. I kept it because I didn't want to forget Julian or the beautiful Isles.
* An elaborate hair stick...Honestly, it was one of her most ornate and beautiful sticks. It was one that her mother gave her when she first figured out how to shift from her natural form to the one she generally picked. The stick was supposed to symbolize her growing up...but all it really did was reaffirm that her mother did actually love her even though she tried not to show it. This is really just one of those things that doesn't seem to be very important until you actually go back and look at it fully.
* A few gems...These were in my pocket at the time of the class. They are just pretty...and well they remind me of home. I can't say that much thought was really put in to this particular item. In fact I feel bad saying that. But it's true, as far as having significance to me I guess they sort of do since they remind me of home and that's always something great to have with you...I think.

Q2:
1) A simple black guitar pick
2) A booberry flavored sucker
3) A silver hair comb
* A simple black guitar pick...well that actually spoke a lot more about the boil then she originally had thought. Firstly it was simple, it wasn't ornate and flashy but simple and useful. Useful, he actually used the pick on that guitar...he had named the guitar. She meant a lot to him, she was more than his weapon she was something else. It made more sense after she had talked to him in class, he cared for the weapon and he used this pick when he actually plaid the weapon, but not a weapon it was a guitar. It told her that he wasn't as flashy as his outward appearance would lead her to believe.
* A booberry flavour sucker...he liked his sweats. Honestly what did she know about what a sucker meant to someone. All that she could think of was why would a boil keep sweats in his pocket. Maybe he liked keep something sweat on his persons at all times? Maybe he kept it there so that he didn't seem so scary when ghouls talked to him, since he did kind of have that whole punk rock bad boil vibe going for him.
* A silver hair comb...well this told me he must like his external appearance a lot in fact the comb was actually very nice looking and it reminded me of my mothers more expensive jewellery. Maybe he had expensive taste? Or maybe he came from money? I'm not really sure what I can say to what this means but...for me it really kind of reaffirmed the idea that he is very concerned with his outward appearance and that he might come from money. Maybe he doesn't want anyone getting to close to him?

Bonus: Introspection is not fun...

Even though he hadn't ended up with the bag he had brought to class, West had been content to sit and begin filling out the sheet he had been given. When the plague doctor's spindly form blocked a bit of the light hitting his homework, the demon looked up. He squinted at the jewelry in its hand.

"Oh yeah, I, uh, thanks." West reached out and took the cuff from... Malodore? Who in the hell could have possibly thought his stuff belonged to Malodore? "Resta that crap can jus' go in th'trash. Or I can take it. Whatever." He leaned back in his seat until the front legs of his chair were several inches off of the floor. "You got yer stuff back?"