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Despite having been at school for a week or two Kenta had yet to finish exploring. Probably cause I keep wandering back to the gym, he grinned to himself at that thought. He hadn't found an official casketball or soccer club or group yet... but he'd managed to get into a few fun casketball games with random people.

Today had been one of those days and he was quite happy with the game and exercise; he'd worked up enough of a sweat which made him actually be able to smell himself. Normally he couldn't, so he took this as a sign that he needed to go wash up and cool down before more rot occurred. The damp earth and bone scent was a bit pungent and he hurried along towards his dorm room, turning the corner a bit too fast to run into someone on the other side.
"Ak, sorry bout that!" He said as he bounced off of the other person.

Kenta was going to apologize again and giver her a hand up.. until she opened her mouth that is! At her words his ears flattened against his skull and he growled at her.

"It's sweat. Got a problem with it, insect girl?" He'd just bumped into her and yet she was spewing insults!

"It washes out real easy.... Not that you'd know lil weakling that you are. Bet you never do anything that involves more than ordering others about." Reapers! He thought to himself, so full of themselves! Not like they did much scaring... Just summon up a little minion and make it do your work... His single eye flickered to the butterflies.

"What kind of reaper has butterflies," he muttered under his breath.

Kenta snorted and narrowed his single remaining eye.Why should I watch my tone about this butterfly reaper? There was nothing repuslive about sweat! Showed you were working hard.... "Taste? Ha! Only taste a butterfly has is if you eat it with something else... How are you gonna scare humans? Mob them with colors? Ohhh soooo scary." He rolled his eye and his tail lashed angrily.
He was on his way to clean up... not his fault he couldn't stand the sheer amount of water that the school showers put out.... Easier to go to room and clean up there. Safer that way. Stupid ghoul... nah. Ghouls were cool, this was just some snooty brat. A girl... cause she wasn't worthy of being called ghoul....

Kenta rolled his one eye.
"It's a bug, bugs are edible. What's wrong with eating some edible? Sheesh!" Not that he would eat a reapers familiar… well.. not right now anyways. He wasn't hungry.

He gave a condescending sigh and smirked. "Oh please, I'm an undead, and if there's one things Humans will never stop being afraid of… it's death." Loran had told him that… he personally had no clue, one year was not enough to replace all the lost knowledge after all! But he knew how to bluff….
"Death is a mystery. They don't know what comes after.. and it scares them. And things that are undead?" He grinned, and waved his skeletal fingers at the stupid girl. "Well, we aren't supposed to exist... and when things that aren't supposed to be there are… Well." He shrugged and leaned against the walls.
"You on the other hand… Ha."

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Kenta snarled as she slapped him, and shoved her back with an angry push, one hand balled and ready to punch if she tried to slap him again. To him hitting girls wasn't a big deal: all were equal in the pack and all were dangerous.

"Never said I'd eat your silly insects!" He growled, his eye narrowed. "I just said that butterflies taste good! What type of idiot do you take me for? Eating a reapers familiar..." His tail lashed angrily as he snarled at the irritating pink one;

"And in what way can a butterfly, especially those ugly pink ones you got fluttering about, cause a human to panic? Or become paranoid? Human girls like pink... Oh no, there's a bug fluttering about casting shadows, how scary.... " He rolled his eyes in disgust. "And humans like butterflies, they're pretty." He practically spat the last word in disgust; what type of reaper had things that were cute and pretty?

"The rotting, death, the sound of steps behind you, the feeling of being stalked. All of these can cause fear in humans. I'm a Priciolici, I can do more than other undead. Rot enough will scare humans, but being hunted by a wolf, one that is undead? That's even more effective."
He sneered at the reaper. “How useful are you going to be in making them afraid? Grand ideas you’ve got.. but how can your pretty lil pink wings cause fear? And as for killing.” A chilly grin crossed his face. “Bloods good, it’s tasty.” He had cravings for it, something that his guardian warned him about, that he shouldn’t kill a human. But the thought of killing them was… fun. He liked eating his meat still raw and with blood in it. How would a human taste he wondered.

He rolled his eyes. "Fushia? It's pink. A very bright and girly pick. Fushia... Heh."

"And how to make something so fragile and easily squished, plucked, destroyed, eaten, chased down, and easily spotted in its bright PINK colors.... I wish you all the luck.... You're gonna need it... As for thinking outside the box." He growled at her. "Tell that to me after you pass Professor Darcy's shock class." He was quite proud he'd passed that class and gotten a few questions right! He could too think outside the box! Stupid ghoul with her prejudice against the undead!

He turned his back to her and stalked away. "Go ahead and tell DETH, lil insect girl. Not that I care." This encounter left him with a sour taste in his mouth... as for DETH. Well.. he needed to go ask his guardian about that... that sounded important and something he needed to know! So much information had been lost upon his undeath....