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The Hunter glanced disdainfully at the girl who hugged him. Then shook him. He was not a man to be trifled with, nor was he one who had his personal space invaded often. Considering that for the past 900 years or so he'd had a semi-annual delivery of virgins for him to torture from the surrounding villages, such a show of affection was quite... Odd. "Release me," he said simply, and as the words died on his lips she was torn from him and tossed to the ground. "Now then. On to business... Or in my case, pleasure." He chuckled, giving a wave. "Carry on with business as usual. Suffering shall follow shortly, I can smell it... Why explore a disgusting ghetto when I have the opportunity to be in such... Good company? Food, nature, the only thing missing is my Forest. And sacrifices. Goodness, I miss sacrifices."

Arralan was busy gaping in horror at the girl. Was she insane? Was she daft? Retarded? (I'm the goddamn Batman.) That man could tear her limb from limb, erase any hint that she'd ever existed! And she was brash enough to hug him- even shake him around! She was lucky she ONLY got thrown to the ground. And the whole part about eating emotions was terribly unsettling. Not to mention the sword- Arralan was honestly frightened by this man, and that was saying something. He'd done a lot of things- killed godlike beings, destroyed entire armies, devestated whole continents in blind fury... But he'd never met anyone as visibly powerful as this monster. He was so strong his aura was clearly visible even without Arralan's Sight- such a thing should have been impossible.

"Ya big meanie" Erico huffed at him, flipping easily to her feet before she had even touched the ground. "Hey, wanna play a game with me mister?" she had bent forward, hands ehind her back and a childish grin on her face. She didn't find the man very frightening, although that may e because she knew her older sister so well.

"Then act however you want. You can't suppress emotion- perhaps you can hide it, so well it may even appear that you have none. But actually having no emotion at all is physically impossible. So go ahead and do whatever it is you do. As for the slums... Yes. I am rejecting that idea completely. The very idea of wallowing in the filth of mortality is utterly and completely unappealing to me, I'd much prefer the great outdoors and food with a little class. You see, it's all about atmosphere... A five-course banquet cooked by a gourmet chef can seem disgusting if eaten behind a garbage can. Likewise, a mostly-cooked pile of beef shoved crudely between soggy buns can be delicious under the right circumstances." He chuckled, then looked again upon the girl with a contemptuous snarl. "No, I would not like to play any sort of game. I do not play games," he muttered, frowning. "I find my entertainment in much more... Refined activities."

Seth had become annoyed with The Hunter and he did not enjoy yhe thought of the having emotions fed on by a stranger did not abode with him at all. He sighed and shrugged "Why should are we even having this conversation? I am sure none of us wants this guy around, there has to be another way to get rid of him." He whispered to Korosu.

"It!" Erico declared excitedly tapping her palm againta his chest, without watning the man was sent spiraling through the air and into a nearby tree. Erico seemed to have hardly noticed as she just stood there giggling.

((She is just as powerful as himnif not more, she is death incarnate, dont make her appear weak when she is nothing of the sort.)) Erico giggled as the after effects of ber tap finaly came into placE as a massively conpact pocket of air was forced into the man, knocking him off of his feet "Who said I was human, he he"

((Don't God-mod. He's my character, you have no right to tell me what happens to him. You can say what your character TRIES to do, but the moment you spell out how it results for my character, that's godmodding. I don't give a fantastic flying ******** how strong she is. She could be strong enough to b***h-slap Chuck Norris and Goku's love-child into the next time zone for all I care, you still can't auto-hit and tell me what happened to my guy. Only what she tried to do, then you have to let me react. Otherwise people could start doing this.))

"Stop," he said simply, not going anywhere. He tapped her lightly on the head and she was shot into the ground, up to her knees. "Ow, hey!" She said, crying like a little b***h. "You can't do that! I'm supposed to be super-cool crazy Death and stuff! I'm the grim reaper, totally not some super-overused cliche!" She was on a rant while stuck in the ground, and he kicked her face so hard she popped out of the dirt like a weed. "Shut up," he said simply.

((See how that's not cool? So don't freaking do it anymore, K? Or we'll have a problem. Now, for my REAL response.))

Again, he simply remained firmly planted on the ground, although there was an obvious atmospherical disturbance around him. The sound of thunder followed her actions, but he was tapping into a vein of magic that swirled around him, made him impossibly strong... But also tethered him to the spot, making the act of moving him against his will nigh impossible. "I said stop," he said simply, shaking his head. "I will not play your foolish game, little girl. I said nothing about your being human- you can be childish and be the most inhuman thing to ever crawl the earth. It matters not- the facts are, you are an immature child with no self-discipline who should really stop attacking people through the disguise of harmless play. Also, Death Incarnate? You don't think that's the least bit cliche? I swear to God I've met about six hundred thousand people or so who have had the same idea. I suppose originality truly is dead..."