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Felicia turned her head, and looked at Pitch. "Oh, hi there Pitch! Good to see you again! I see that you have, well, found another one like Oliver... Meet Oliver."
A pink-haired man sitting on a chair near Felicia waved. "Hiii there, poppet! A unicorn? Haven't seen many like you in a while..."
Pitch Black
Pitch Black's eyes glistened and he made a big grin. "Hello, Cutie." he spoke cheerfully, "Yes I see that there are others like Allan. Initially, I thought that it was Allan who caused the event in the cafeteria I guess I was wrong."
Pitch Black then glanced at Oliver and his eyes glistened once more as his grin became psychotically toothy. "Hello, Over." he spoke with a crackle, "I must say that that I greatly admired the chaos you have instigated earlier. I would have stayed to watch the full show, but I nearly got killed by your missiles and had to skaddadle out of there."
Pitch's eyes then narrowed. "I guess that you too were banished to this pathetic planet as welll Oliver like Allan and myself. Gah! I swear that the princesses will pay when I return. I promise you that!"
Pitch Black then glanced at Victoria when she arrived and listened intently to her speech. The black rolled his eyes in annoyance at certain parts, but he was still somewhat interested in the whole Warren Fiasco, wandering wither or not the Shadow Syndicate was really responsible. He didn't really care for the upcoming storm, considering that he can to just about anywhere he pleases in the school now, but Pitch Black did take being careful into consideration.
The black unicorn then noticed that Felicia and Oliver were gone before glancing back at Al. "So tell me." he spoke with a grin, "Are there others like you and Oliver? Were you all banished by Sun-Butt? Why she did she banish you anyway? I'd like to know all about you and your kind."
Filia est Umbra
After the speech, Filia glanced to see that Makayla had already left and sulked her head some what in reflection. She wasn't sure about the new Principal Victoria. The young thirteen year old had fears that Victoria would try something like Warren did. Nonetheless, she turned to Hatter and held his hand gently "I guess we should return to our room and continue our tea part?" she asked, "Makayla's probably already there waiting on us."
Bounty Hunt
Bounty sneezed and wiped his muzzle before sulking his head after Victoria's speech. He much liked this new principal. However his thoughts were on Warren and the unanswered questions left behind. He wondered if Victoria was hiding something about it all, perhaps under orders by the Shadow Council itself. Nonetheless, he then finally spotted Ichiru leaving the auditorium and went trotting to follow him. However, Ichiru became beyond his reach and Bounty instead found his roommate Jonas Pescin. He smiled some somewhat. "Good morning, Jonas." spoke the brown unicorn, before once again sneezing, "Any thoughts on the new principal? I like her, but I think she's hiding something about the incident earlier."
Al grinned toothily, and stroked his imaginary beard, which suddenly popped into existence. A small, harmless campfire faded into existence.
“Once, in a boring morning in the early 20th Century, a little boy met a wise old man, who told stories about universes and stars and Heaven and Hell. The adorable amazing little boy—me—thought it was bullshit, but he listened to the stories anyways. Now something happened. The old man died. The pink guy, Oliver, who was also my forced caretaker, baked ‘im into cupcakes. I eventually forgot him, but then some weird things happened; the bed sheets rearranged themselves, flower pots fall randomly, and the cupcakes were bloodier than normal. Later, this annoying-ass couple moved in next door. They tried to kidnap me, and guess what? I beat ‘em to death with my bat. Good times, good times. And some more annoying people moved in, and I killed ‘em, and kept doing it, and doing it, and doing it... It feels so warm when you feel the blood and hear the music. It went on for thirty more lovely years. And then I was caught, and I got stoned to death. Fun. I went to Hell, where I did some miserable work... and as my later punishment, I came back to this mudball, Earth, and saw you!”