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Hel was walking along the paths with her familiar, and with her one track mind she was staring straight ahead. She was eager to get to the reaper gardens to survey it once more as a potential training spot for her mentees, but there'd be a blip in her plans at the immediate moment. While Hel was still moving, her familiar had stopped, craning its head around to stare at the ghoul who was rooting through the grass. It knew. It rooted through the grass meticulously as well in search of seeds to eat.

But...this didn't look like someone who ate seeds.

Famine, the familiar, jotted a bit forward to catch up to Hel, and then kicked her in the calf to get her attention. The reaper stumbled, and immediately turned around, raising a fist to punch the bird in the neck.

"You big bastar--" She was halted though as the familiar pointed towards the ghoul up on the high grass, and she turned to stare as well. Eh? Well, this was kind of odd. Why was someone rooting through grass? Hel shot an exasperated look at her bird before she released a breath and started to march up the hill, the big bird behind her.

"Hey!" She greeted to the ghoul, coming to a stop near her and resting her hands on her hips. "Looking for something?"

Hel's fingers tapped impatiently on her hips as the ghoul took her time giving her an answer that wasn't even direct. Geeze. She was obviously having a hard time looking, she should have just said so and asked for help.

Little did Hel know, this was exactly how a lot of her friends felt in regards to her.

"Well? What is it?" The reaper glanced over her shoulder at her familiar and gave a nod of her head to indicate it should be ready to start looking as soon as they knew what the object was.

A...worry doll...? Hel had never heard of seen one of those before, so she had no frame of reference when she said it wasn't as small as a normal one. It was the size of her hand though and she was still having a hard time finding it!? Aw, jeepers. The reaper thought she'd lost like...a ring or a little trinket or something.

The reaper nodded her head. "Alright!" She then knelt, and started going through the grass, and in the meantime, the familiar also started to root through the grass, pausing here and there to gobble up any seeds it found. "Hey...where was the last place you remember having it...? We could be looking in the wrong area..."

"Ah, alright then." Hel would keep looking around here if that was the case. She continued to root through the grass, feeling better that she wasn't looking for something as small as a ring, but paused when the ghoul apologized and introduced herself. The reaper waved a hand easily, as if to dismiss her words. "Ah, it is no trouble at all! Ah--" She noded her head a bit. "I am Hel!" She then stopped waving her hand to raise it in a greeting. "Are you a first year, Aisha?"

Hel's familiar did indeed catch a trail of large bugs. Mmmm. They were like chicken bites. It started to follow the trail, gobbling up each cripsy little bugger along the way, but paused when it got to a mound. It stared at it. Jackpot. It was like the bucket of chicken!" It started to shift through the mound.

Hel once again paused from looking through the grass to stare at Aisha. The dejected way she said everything was kind of...humorous wasn't the right word. It was kinda funny though. Not in a haha way. "Say...any reason you sound like someone kicked your mini...constantly?" She chuckled lightly.

"Ah, I am an alumni! I graduated some Octobers ago!"

Famine didn't feel threatened by the little cloudipedes...their pincers, though fierce, were nothing against it's large sharp beak. It did battle, gobbling up many of the bugs as it wrecked havoc on their home.

Hel did glance at her familiar, and snorted, amused. "Oh, jeepers, it is snacking instead of finding..."

Well, if Hel opened her mouth, she would have agreed that it was indeed, pretty stupid, to be so worked up over a doll. Remembering that everyone wasn't as awesome and independent as she was though, she wisely kept her mouth shut. After all, if you had nothing nice to say...be semi-selective about who you're talking to! "Maybe just leave it in your room from now on if you find it again, ya?" She offered, and then rolled her shoulders idly.

"I heard it was the best of the best!" The reaper exclaimed in regards to how she got here. "I settle for nothing but the best, so I arrived here!" She grinned a bit. "Ya. It always has been. No worries, friend, it will become the norm for you soon enough!" Whether that was a good thing or not was left to debate.

Famine was now getting a bit bored because it had eaten all the bugs...but it let out a small chitter and looked at the ground with interest as it started to rumble and--

The familiar leapt back, flapping its wings to right itself as it landed and stared at the giant bug queen. It was then, soon, distracted by a bunch of pretty shinies it wanted to collect for its newspaper nest and to bestow upon it's lady friend.

Hel, meanwhile, had whipped her head around to stare at the newly exposed bug creature. "WOAH!" She exclaimed, pointing at it. "Look at all the s**t coming out of there!" The reaper leapt up to her feet, and was grinning widely. "Hey!" She looked at Aisha. "Let us do battle with it!" She cried. "Then we can riffle through the stuff!" Maybe her doll was in there. Maybe.

The reaper held out her hand and her familiar dissipated into dark particles, only to zoom towards her hand and take the form of a spear. Without waiting for Aisha's reply, Hel jumped in, swinging her spear at the giant bug queen.

Hel could only laugh at Aisha's exclamation. "The pride of being a reaper!" She exclaimed proudly, and twirled her spear before delivering a powerful upward vertical slash on the giant bug. She wasn't too worried about this battle. The perks of being an alumni!