Pippi is on her way back from lunch.

"Hi Bel," she said casually, "How ya doin?"

Pippi tilted her head at him.

"Girl." she said, gesturing to herself.

Walter was on his way to grab an unwrinkled waistcoat before going to work when he spotted Bel in a form he remembered from the Bel vs. Morality video.

"Did someone piss you off today?" he asked, because, you know, demon.

"So, you're lurking because you don't want people to think you're going to," he pantomimed throwing a ball of flamey doom. "Or did I just catch you at a moment when you look like you're lurking, but you really aren't?"

While "stalking a demon" certainly didn't sound like something than any sensible person should be doing, Sakurazaki simply reminded herself as she executed her best ninja training around the halls exactly why she was doing it to steel her resolve. This could be important or pivitol for her; or he could just tell her to fuck off, which, from her experience, is what she actually expected most.

But then there was the question of how to actually approach him. She had to wait for things to be quiet and empty.

When the time comes, she gives up the ninja bit and leans a shoulder on the wall. "Hey," she calls out simply to his back, her little eyes still gazing hard and thoughtful at it.

Sakurazaki tries to make her deep breath look minimal; her thoughtful eyes never leave him. "You're in a demon form," she states as simply as she can manage, but a small amount of awe slips in. She frowns slightly, almost critically. "They accept that here?"

Pip happened to be walking down the stairs when he saw Bel. He did a double take. "Do I know you? Are you one of the new students?"

John yawned as he left his room, going to the clinic like he promised. Oh, he was not awake enough for this. He yawned harder, and started coughing.