He owns this school. Behave.
Waylan stood from his desk as Imdius appeared. As the demon sat unceremoniously down in the chair, Waylan began to pace. "I've just met with the student council you chose. A chicken and some weird child. Do you think that this was a jo-" He sighed and put a hand down on the desk. "You're in charge of the dance now. Also, I need you to run some errands for me. I need a sample from the core, five shrunken heads from the Wilson family, specifically of Father Henry wilson. I need coffee from starbucks too. Venti hazlenut chocolate drizzle. all on my desk within a minute." The man then took out the contract he had been given by Imdius earlier, now signed. "there."
Randal "Flags" Monstrum
Randal narrowed his eyes as the little girl began to speak back to him, maintaining the condescending gaze as she switched the subjects. "my father sends his mistress to check up on his 'precious son' instead of getting off of his ass and keeping up appearances?" The boy's fist - still covered in a noticable amount of blood from his earlier bout - clenched. He forced himself to relax, spreading the fingers as he spoke in a low growl. "You can tell him that I am... Fine. Perfectly. Fine." The boy then turned back to the pink haired beauty. "Now. About that tour?"
Tenebris
Brienne stopped dragging the body as the boy the man had been escorting approached, wiping the fictional sweat off of her brow.
"The headmaster? oh, I'm actually going to go see him soon... I'm just kind of..." The Bogeyman gestured to the body. "you know. Skipped breakfast..."