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

[@Melpaws]

[color=ec008c]"...ute?"[/color] The ghost seemed to latch onto that word in particular. Was...Kyoko teasing her? She saw her undergarments, and now she was being called cute? If Odette had been capable of blushing she would have. So Odette simply stared before giving the shorter girl another small smack on the head, she was asked what she wanted to do. She really would like to visit other people. It'd be good to get to know others, wouldn't it?

[i][color=ec008c]"She called me cute."[/color][/i]

It wasn't really that she was shy - she just...well, after spending at least three hundred years not talking, suddenly having to talk was a bit difficult. That was the reason she was going to give if she ever got a chance to reply, at least.

[i][color=ec008c]"Am I cute?"[/color][/i]

Compose yourself Odette, it was just a word and Kyoko was probably teasing you. Still, the ghost couldn't help but to feel oddly happy about being called such a thing. She had never been called cute by anyone before, or even complimented in such a manner. The dead weren't exactly the best...conversationalists. She would have been thoroughly embarrassed by thinking such things if she was any better at visibly emoting, but she was thankful she wasn't, if only for the moment.

Honestly though, Odette would feel much more comfortable following Kyoko around. She wasn't exactly the most well versed with people, and she didn't want to appear incompetent or like she was blundering about like a fool. Despite the perverted human being a pervert, she was, well, so far nice. As long as she didn't mess anything up, she'd be fine. She could have Kyoko help with any misunderstandings as well, couldn't she? She had already gotten off on a bad foot with most of the students considering her, erm, rather terrible introductions in the last few minutes but if she had Kyoko she could clear things up easily!

[color=ec008c]"...follow you."[/color]



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

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

[color=7ea7d8]"Aha, cute little lizard, this little bee is far from great. More of a little jellyfish, adrift upon the vast ocean trying to swim against the current."[/color] She said, but before she could continue the line of thought though, something with a much greater disconcerting presence made itself known. She turned her head quickly to the other newcomer. Very briefly, her voice caught in her throat as she realized that whoever this was, was exactly who her mother told her to be careful of. If he so wished it, not only could he likely banish her back to the outer realms, he could also [i]kill[/i] her. A somewhat...foreign concept to her to be sure, but...and judging from his demeanor he was not looking to make friends.

He wanted a simple answer, and she could not give one. She found herself standing quite close to Hinako now as she took another step away from the two.

She tilted her head to the side, trying to come up with a suitable answer. Speaking plainly in human language was difficult. Speaking in human language in general was difficult. So many things they didn't understand that she had to attempt to describe using insufficient terms, where there might not even be terms to describe what she was trying too. He wanted a 'yes' or a 'no'. The meaning of those words, were odd to her at best, nonsensical to her at best.

A few quiet seconds passed, but eventually a small smile graced her face as she replied. She couldn't quite give him the answers he sought, but she hoped they would be sufficient.

[color=7ea7d8]"This one will has lived here for a few short years, and has learned not to cause any problems. This little bee does not wish to start a cult, only learn. Siblings are far away, with mother. Human mother sent this young little bee here to learn, not harm."[/color] She took a breath before continuing, smile fading to a more neutral expression. [color=7ea7d8]"This...little bee does not wish to die, but if my existence is...too abhorrent the little bee will submit to the birdie. Mother would be sad if I caused trouble, even in defense..."[/color] There was a definite small hint of both fear and apprehension in her voice as she spoke. She was fully prepared for such a thing, even if she was objectively...'terrified' was the human word for it.