Avarice
Jun hated this type of work. He was sent to the Human World, with rumours of a type of Hollow that, quite frankly, he would be best suited against. He hated the fact that his Colony and Host skills were being used to keep others safe, considering he had a near-perfect immunity to any disease, toxin or any foreign entity that could try to invade his body. Zhu understood that he disliked these missions, but he would be working with a member from the Thirteenth Division, but he didn't care for the name. He could take care of it himself, and he felt the new recruit was more of a sandbag than an actual benefit.
"Minamoto-san? Are you doing alright? Those bandages look like they're making you hot. You can take them off-" the man behind Jun spoke out about the Host's bandages, unaware of the horror that lay beneath them, or the fact that his Colony thrived in this location. He could feel the chittering creatures within him singing out to their kinfolk around him, the centipedes and spiders that crawled in the trees or in the undergrowth, or the dragonflies and gnats that hummed in the air.
The humidity and heat were great for him. "I'm fine." He looked around, the single gunmetal grey eye narrowing at the sight of the spider webs that began to grow in abundance the further they trailed into the forest. They weren't normal at all. The way the silk was woven, it had the thin lines of reiatsu bent into it. This was the same kind that he could spin himself.
"We're close."
"Minamoto-san? Are you doing alright? Those bandages look like they're making you hot. You can take them off-" the man behind Jun spoke out about the Host's bandages, unaware of the horror that lay beneath them, or the fact that his Colony thrived in this location. He could feel the chittering creatures within him singing out to their kinfolk around him, the centipedes and spiders that crawled in the trees or in the undergrowth, or the dragonflies and gnats that hummed in the air.
The humidity and heat were great for him. "I'm fine." He looked around, the single gunmetal grey eye narrowing at the sight of the spider webs that began to grow in abundance the further they trailed into the forest. They weren't normal at all. The way the silk was woven, it had the thin lines of reiatsu bent into it. This was the same kind that he could spin himself.
"We're close."