One Mean Ghost
Your Ghost Host from the West Coast
Dante
Dante made sure to quickly follow after the others as they left the dorms. For quite some time, he stayed quiet, just taking in all the sights. The school had been transformed, almost overnight, from a den of scholastic and heroic endeavors to a massive festival. It was... almost overwhelming, admittedly, for the small town boy.
At least, it seemed he wasn't the only fish out of water. Kimi, as per usual, was nervous, but less usual was Tsurei's agitation. Was something bothering her? Maybe she was just a bit annoyed at her plans getting shot down, but why did she want them all to split up, anyway? Oh well, he was probably just over analyzing things again...
Then, of course, Ryu mentioned the haunted house. If he knew Becca, she'd either want to check it out immediately, or she'd wait until it was dark so it would amplify the spook factor, if it was open that late. Then, a blue haired male appeared.... Dante immediately got quiet, just watching the boy. Although he had warmed up to most of the class, Dante still fell into old habits around new people. This person was in the band? Why hadn't Tsurei mentioned that she had a friend in the band when they were all talking about it?
No, he needed to stop expecting the worst out of people... Just because he grew up with a bunch of sociopathic devil-spawns didn't mean everyone was like that... How could he ever hope to be a hero if he thought everyone else was a villain?
"If he's cool with you, I don't see why he can't stick around." Dante finally spoke up, suppressing the unease he still felt in his gut.
"As for what we should do... I'm up for anything, but I gotta say that obstacle course looks like it'd be fun" He added to the others. Given he somehow enjoyed himself in the maze their first day, despite losing so much blood, it was probably little shock that he found he enjoyed such physical activities.