Claustrophobia's Grasp

"Hmm, I see .." he murmured, examining the pyromancy quietly as the flames seemed to unsettle him a bit- animals didn't like fire. Still, he only stiffened slightly and it wasn't much of a reaction as his facial expression remained unchanged. Instead, shifting his gaze to looking toward the flames as he tilted his head a bit.

When he thought about it, he didn't really need lessons in the usage of his powers .. he was only here because he needed to be exposed to social situations. He didn't really care about learning or studying either, he was bad at it. Hai had to pummel him with light punishment and high reward teaching methods over months to get him to go as far as he had. But he didn't really have much of a future in anything he supposed.

This modern world wasn't fit for a monster like him. Despite these depressing thoughts, his expression didn't change. It wasn't like he didn't already know the information after all.

Still, the man had revealed his own powers to him. It was only fair. "You can probably guess my powers. If you even want to call them that. I'm just an animal." he stated simply, raising his massive hand slowly- his fingers flexing as the skin along the backs of his fingers seemed to ripple and fold, and his long claws extended slowly- the flexible connective roots seeming to trace all the way up his fingers.

Each finger held a five inch long claw, the thumbs holding one slightly longer- each one seeming to glimmer in the light with some sort of natural lubricating fluid from the "sheaths" in his fingers. He flexed his hand a few times, before they slowly began to slid back into his hand once more.

Seiken's lip twitched at the understatement. Strong. That was one way to put it. "Yeah," he stated simply in agreement, but his tone made it obvious just how far away from that he was- strong meant there was someone who stood a chance against him. Seiken had yet to meet one .. and that is what terrified him. Even his master, who had been military trained, used to fighting other mystical entities, killing them, killing and fighting serial killers of supernatural origin- had died at his hand.

He was not wrong. He was a monster.

As he commented about his claws he blinked slowly, the nodded. "I suppose .. they've broken knives before though, so probably closer to having those .. clamp things, that you use to sheer steel bar's." he seemed to consider this idly, unable to think of the exact word- he had seen them in books, but never actually seen them. The name couldn't come to him at the moment.

"No, I'll be a senior in Highschool," he replied idly, his gaze sliding upward. "I'm not good at academics. Even with private dedicated tutoring the past seven years, I'm still .. two years behind, roughly?" he stated idly, his hands sliding into his large hoody's pocket as his gaze lowered slowly back to Havoc. "Are you in College years?"

"Mmn .. sounds like me, though I'm only doing it because of a promise .." he murmured lightly- Seiken had little to no interest in the academics, and degree's. He assumed he would be working in a similar situation as Hai- once he had a better hold of himself, and that meant all he had to do was fight. He was only here because he promised Hai on his deathbed he would try.

Still, as he was asked about the campus- Seiken tilted his head slightly and shook it after a moment. "I have a dorm, apparently, but I don't like it. I'll stay at my house .. it's in the residential area's border, but I haven't visited it yet .." he explained simply, his gaze trailing toward the man.

It was odd, how to the point he was. It put him at ease. Gradually, his body relaxed a bit more as his eyes lazily trailed back toward the path as they slowly approached the school once more.