Looking around his eyes held fear, like an animal, he shook his head and dirt flew from his hair. Hearing footsteps he turned and narrowed his eyes lifting his clawed arm and held it at a strange angle before him, that pesky male who sealed him in dirt was back. He glared deeply at the student before looking to Ijemaru and kept his stance, the welcome he couldn't help but scoff at. Scoff even though he had seen a demon himself a few weeks ago. The one who gave him this cursed gift. Senshi got a bit lower and growled, "Demons are not real. They don't exist!" he then swiped the claw lightly in a back-off manner and went back into his crouched kneel, "I don't know who you are nor why I was brought here but I don't like being mistreated. I just want back in my meadow!" he snarled and stood up, placing a foot behind him. Signalling he wanted to back up.Â<br/><br/>His eyes then caught sight of the girl, his claw began to itch. Wincing from a throb caused by a head ache he looked to her. Â She looked sick, but what was even more interesting was what she murmured. She knew who? Blinking Senshi then realized that the sense he felt was his metal, reacting to her. Why?Â<br/><br/>His claw then began to melt and flail into a metallic rod as he looked at her. She wanted to be helped but how? That was when he saw the sparks and flares of white and yellow. He Â knew exactly what that was. Looking to his rod he ran past Ijemaru and the rod extended into a six foot pole with a pike at the end. Senshi jammed it into the ground, looking at her he backed up after the pole suddenly shot into the ground a foot and looked to her. He grabbed the pole and pulled it, it extended seven more feet as he grunted and grounded it. Wobbling he looked to her and sat down, "T-touch it... It will take that crap out of you an-and put it into the... Ground... I can, feel your... Nerves and electrons... Metalica told me..." he then fell backwards and laid on his back. His head hurt less but he was tired, he was awake but he was wanting sleep now, that pole was twelve feet long. Way past his limit of four feet, "It will help- it's like a lightning rod..." he muttered and put a hand to his head.Â<br/><br/>Hopefully she would touch it, it would help her immensely. With that he closed his eyes, trying to let the rest work and not sleep.Â<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">-:-------------------+-------------------:-</div><br/><br/>The chaos just wasn't enough, it was pathetic. Sighing the Blood Rose looked upset and began to pace, "You Hunters are pathetic! Curse you! CURSE YOU!" he cried before he began to run and jumped the edge. Walking the edge of the sidewalk he lifted a hand and licked the razors he had on the back of his gloves. He needed to do something, he felt a blood lust, and he wanted blood. With a growl he leaned on the wall and brushed his bangs from his eyes, a little boy passed him but paused. He pointed to Ketsueki, "Mr you have cat eyes!" the demon grinned, "Surgery did that."Â<br/>"Mr you have claws!"<br/>"Better to scratch with kid." he then showed his tail and grinned, "You have a tail!" the kid ten squealed as Ketsueki grabbed him and ran off. What better way to get attention than a kidnapping?