[color=ec008c][h3][center]~Odette Billeaud~[/center][/h3][/color]

[@Melpaws]

Oops, she had accidentally scared Kyoko. She hadn't meant too, but there were other concerns at the moment. Like the fact that Kyoko had most definitely saw up her skirt. She leaned in a bit closer, obviously not buying Kyoko's shaky excuse that she wasn't guilty of the crime. The ghost puffed out her cheeks slightly, holding her hands clenched lightly in front of her. She would bring unholy vengeance upon this pervert, and she would make her thoroughly apologize for it! She reached up a hand, and brought it lightly down upon Kyoko's head just as the witch's hand met Odette's own head.

Any sort of thoughts were brought to a grinding halt as a hand was brought to her head. How did one...respond to being pat on the head? In all of her 300 something years of unlife, no one had ever done that before. The ghost's typical neutral expression returned, staring at Kyoko with a seemingly slight glare.

Well, it certainly didn't exactly...feel bad? Maybe this was a normal thing for people to do to others? She didn't know, she hadn't met that many people before. She also realized she hadn't removed her own hand from Kyoko's head for about five seconds and was just sitting there staring at her again. She quickly removed her hand, still pouting a bit as she turned from Kyoko and started walking away, but for the most part the ghost wasn't too upset.

She really should see where she'd be staying, shouldn't she? Meeting a few others would be good too. Just...small problem. She wasn't particularly confident in her ability to do that by herself. Before she took even five steps she turned back around and walked back over to Kyoko, and stood there for a few minutes with a slightly expectant look.

...oh right. She should probably say something.

[color=ec008c]"Not...good...speaking..."[/color]

As usual, what she said came out as somewhat jumbled and was spoken in a quiet, somewhat timid voice. Hopefully that would get her message across though.


[h3][color=7ea7d8][center]~Ustha-Kth, Bea~[/center][/color][/h3]

[@Hammerman][@ADamnFiddle][@Letter Bee]

She tilted her head, a small smile displayed on her lips as she was accused of trying to turn people into her playthings. Oho, whoever this was, they were quite amusing. She of course, had no intention of turning anyone into her playthings. Well, at least [i]unwilling[/i] people, hehe. Maybe a servant or two would be nice? Two little birdies to bring the fledgling some sustenance? That would be fun indeed. Before she could reply though, something...unexpected happened. Something that made her shiver in slight fear.

She turned to face her assailant as he approached, taking a hesitant step back. She had no intention of running - that would only make her look guilty of something, even if an overwhelming desire to preserve her own life before whoever this was possibly ended it. After all, she was merely a child. A child with no way of actually defending herself against beings like him. Still, she didn't want to appear afraid, that would be silly for one such as herself. Instead, she gave him a small, inquisitive seeming smile as the other girl she introduced herself too decided to speak up. She got her name wrong, buuuut, she wouldn't mind being Hinako's 'Bae', hehe. Still, she should probably say something herself.

[color=7ea7d8]"Oh?"[/color] Bea replied quizzically, head rolling to the other side. [color=7ea7d8]"What is this? You're not a cute little hummingbird. No, you're more of a violent predator. Hawk? Little bees don't like birdies like you, always causing trouble and trying to eat us..."[/color] Her voice carried a slight hint of curiosity mixed with apprehension. She couldn't help but taking another back step towards Hinako. The girl felt...well, safer than the other two at least. [color=7ea7d8]"This little bee was simply wanting some food when the lizard decided to stare too hard at something she shouldn't~"[/color] She giggled a bit at that, finally deciding to straighten her head, as if she finally decided on something. [color=7ea7d8]"This little birdie has no desire to cause trouble for funny little ants. Only observe."[/color]

That was about as much of a straight answer he was probably going to get. She of course, wasn't here to destroy his world or something, and was definitely sent here by mother to learn, but where would the fun be in simply telling him that? She had to at least make a small game out of it.