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@lovespared said: " oh, good, i'm not the only one who's late! "

FIRST MEETING STARTERS- Accepting!

Brand new town, same old story; adults he doesn't know deciding they know what's best for him. Something he just can't escape. Human town or monster town, some things never change.

That unwanted 'help' was what led them here, stood in front of the somewhat small-looking school, pale orange eyes squinting at the symbol decorating it's doors that he could only guess the meaning on. Religious, maybe? Wasn't told it was a Sunday School...

The teen's scrutinizing thoughts were put on pause by a voice suddenly calling at their back, bandanna-covered head perking up before twisting to look over his shoulder at it's source.

... giving the human girl a somewhat incredulous look as she approached, brows furrowing before turning forwards.

"Guess you aren't."

The response was flat and rang with disinterest, as the boy went back to staring ahead, hand tightening just a bit around the shoulder-strap of the weathered old satchel he was carrying.

They would have been an unfamiliar face to the other, much less anyone who'd actually gotten to class on time. Unkempt red hair barely contained by the fabric over it, tired eyes, and well-worn clothes that showed their age. Another standoffish new kid.

( asks & starters ) : always accepting !

"  WELL  ,  THEN  I  CAN'T  ASK  YOU  JUST  ANYTHING  ,  THEN  ,  CAN  I  ?  "  Ceroba  chuckles,  reaching  out  to  tuck  some  of  Addie's  hair  behind  her  ear.  Angel,  it's  so  tangled,  and  filled  with  old  dried  flowers.  .  .  Ceroba  hums,  reaching  out  to  take  the  human  child  by  the  shoulder.  "Come  along,  we'll  get  you  cleaned  up,  and  then  you  can  tell  me  all  about  how  you  ended  up  here.  You  can  join  us  for  dinner  afterwards  and  everything,  how  about  that?"

The  Ketsukane  estate  is  large  and  sprawling,  and  in  the  aftermath  of  the  broken  barrier,  it's  been  somewhat.  .  .  well,  for  a  little  while  it  was  empty,  but  life  did  not  move  entirely  to  the  Surface.  Ceroba  still  has  a  home  here,  and  her  family  joins  her.  She  hears  footsteps  racing  down  the  hall  upstairs,  and  smiles  softly  at  the  sound  of  Kanako's  laughter  and  Clover's  unceremonious  yelp  as  they  likely  tumble.  There's  a  squawk  of  are  you  okay?  from  Sadie,  and  Starlo's  voice  sounds,  somewhere  past  that.  Ceroba  trusts  him  to  take  care  of  the  little  troublemakers.  They  already  have  company  -  Martlet  and  Dalv  have  come  over,  and  Kanako's  old  friend  Sadie,  and  Toriel  and  Frisk  were  going  to  join  them  as  well  -  but  plans  shifted  a  little  abruptly  when  this  human  child  stumbled  onto  her  doorstep,  so  far  off  the  beaten  path,  hopelessly  lost  on  her  way  to  Snowdin.

( asks & starters ) : always accepting !

"  THAT  IS  EASY  FOR  YOU  TO  SAY.  "  Face  lowered,  eyes  shadowed,  Ceroba  takes  a  deep  breath  through  her  nose.  "You  are  too  young  to  know,"  she  says,  "the  horrors  that  lurk  around  unseen  corners."

Her  gaze  slides  to  the  left.  "I  have  seen  what  happens  to  girls  with  the  stars  in  their  eyes,"  she  says,  softly.  "The  ones  who  think  they  may  take  on  the  world  without  consequence."