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It the midst of playful hollering, splashes of water, and private conversations, the shape emerging from the wood went nearly unnoticed until it was practically in the class' camp. It was a large, hunched silhouette in chalk white. Its footsteps were heavy with what it carried, and a musty, earthen smell preceded it as it walked. It was Masato, and he had returned alone.

He didn't call out to let the others know he was back. Sticking mostly to the area's edge, he made is way over to the fire. He could smell fish cooking and his empty stomach drew him towards it. 

He plodded to the small group gathered around the cooking section of camp. Though it might not have been obvious what he was carrying at first, it became apparent the closer he got. It was an animal, more specifically a monster - six limbed and scaled. He hefted the tortoise off of his shoulders, setting it down in a clear area with a heavy thud. The corpse was easily the size of a couple students put together, and though most of was intact there were signs of some sort of struggle on both the turtle and the student council president. Of course, the outcome of that struggle was plain to see. Masato sported a few nasty look welts courtesy of hooked stingers, and was splattered with little bits of blood and bug guts. Meanwhile the turtle's head was bloody and all but mutilated - carved apart with the broken off spearhead. Now, that claw was back to being an awkward knife. The creature's shell, almost like one big blocky termite mound pocked by holes, was partly caved in. It seemed as though a massive press had collapsed a section of the shell and its rear left leg, exposing the inside as being filled with hex shaped hollows. Gooey larvae filled some of the cells, others had been yanked out for a quick meal.

After Todokawa had run (and to be honest, he couldn't blame her), Masato was left to deal with both the chalk turtle and the dragon wasps. It had either been that or flee himself, and he hadn't wanted to return empty handed. It wasn't a miracle that he'd made it out of the swarm - it was the Otherside's magic. And after finally wielding it himself, he was left insatiably hungry. The larvae had sated him enough to trek back to camp with his prize.

Ah, Todokawa. When Masato had taken care of everything and gotten his energy back, at least a little, he'd poked his head over the top of the ravine that she'd jumped into. In her panic she must have kept on running, since he hadn't seen any sign of her. 

He really didn't want to jump right into explaining her absence. The scent of the fish wouldn't have let him him try anyway - it had such a vice grip on his stomach that as soon as Masato had dropped the turtle carcass, he went right for the food that had already been cooked. 

If allowed, he'd eat through all of Hoshino's hard work; although the group would be hard pressed to stop him, given his newfound strength and the ravenous look on his face. What he'd brought back should make up for it though, he figured. At some point he thought he'd heard Norifuku calling out for Stewart, but he dismissed it as anything important.

Eventually the sustenance helped his brain catch back up to his body. He blinked at the diving tower as his eating slowed down. [i]Looks fun,[/i] he thought offhandedly. He probably wouldn't indulge. It did remind him he'd need to clean off again though. With many kids in the lake it was hard to get an accurate headcount, so instead Masato swallowed what was in his mouth and turned to his fellow student council members. 

[color=B1E4FC]"Everything good?"[/color] he asked Kondo and Hoshino, breaking the silence he'd maintained since he'd been separated from Todokawa. 

Then he pulled out the claw-knife, setting it on the nearest makeshift surface they had. He didn't even know where to start breaking down a turtle, besides ripping it from its shell. If he and a few of the Awakened teamed up they should be able to do it, and they wouldn't need the knife for that.

[color=B1E4FC]"If this thing isn't safe to eat I'm gonna be pissed,"[/color] he said next, mostly to himself. He'd have to find Ryuugasaki or something else that might know where to start with it. All things considered though, it wouldn't be an entire waste of the day... thanks to this turtle and its murderous hive he'd unlocked a power like all the other Awakened, if nothing else. But he would very much prefer it if he also had food to show for it.