Private Finished Don't You Agree, Humans Suck?

"Humans do not look ugly" said Hive, buzzing loudly with shock "Humans are nice to Hive. They give Hive food and a warm place to live."

The fish girl was strange, but Hive liked her. She was not scared of Hive. Hive liked that.

"I do not wear insects, i am insects. Their minds think as one, and that one is hive. I will show you"

And at that, Hive collapsed. Or appeared to collapse. Insects began to leak out of the arms of his coat, and his shoes, until there was nothing but a crumpled pile of clothing, a carpet of various insects and a cloud of insects filling the air.

"All of these insects are me" came a buzzing from the floor around Aimouryllice "All the insects are Hive, I am Hive Le Gion. It is nice to meet you."

Then the swarm condensed, and began to refill the clothing, like an infating body, slowly filling out the torso, then the arms, and finally the head.

"All of Hive is insects. We will find food"

And at that, they turned down a corridor on the left, following signs emblazoned with the words 'cafeteria'.

@Lucidity

Hive did not realise there was any issue with Aimouryllice's english. His own fractured way of talking was similar enough that he did not noticed any problem.

"Why would humans insult your english, Aimouryllice A'Phoche who is like a fish but not a fish. They tell Hive that I talk in not properly, but I know all the words and people understand me so it is fine."

Hive wasn't sure how much detail to go into with how he was what he was. Assimilating beetles, dead psychics. He decided down the simplest route.

"The way i was told about it. Most creature have one big brain" said Hive, the reformed mass of insects tapping at his head with a long finger "all the different bits of the brain talk to each other. I am similar, but mine is many small brains talking to one another. There is also magic involved. I am not actually talking now. Many insects are changing the sounds of their buzzing to sound like words. That is how i talk".

@Lucidity

"I can consume any organic matter" said Hive, in his strange buzzing tone of voice as they walked "but the staff have recommended I eat with other students in the canteen. I do not see the point. It is all the same to Hive. But i eat there anyway."

Hive had got in a spot of bother when he first arrived at the island, after eating a decorative shrubbery in the park. After a yelling at by the gardener, and a brief talk from the school, Hive was slowly learning what was food, and what was not food, although he regularly broke this rule. He was a huge fan of eating oak trees and holly bushes, and would occasionally slink off to the forbidden forest to eat one. After all, without the clothes, he was indistinguishable from all the other insects in the forest.

"I do like the cubes of sugar though. It is good that someone made a method of easily transporting sugar"

Hive really loved sugar cubes. He and several café owners had had frank words about him taking them. Apparantly, they were free, but only if you brought something, and even then the owners gave Hive dirty looks when he took all the sugar.

"I have never seen a Vox Somni before. Are you from the sea?"

@Lucidity

"Organic means something that is or was once alive. Like cake. And fish. And wood. And paper. And cloth. All these things and many more are organic" said Hive, buzzing happily as they walked

Hive resisted the urge to ask where she had last seen her people. That was what people told him when he said he had lost things. Where did you last see it? But Hive realised she didn't mean lost as in forgotten where it was, she meant lost as in gone. Or dead. Or both. Lost like a lost child.

"I am sorry. This must be very strange. Are you alone here?"

@Lucidity

"It is okay. I am alone too. There is noone like me. Not that i know of anyway." Said Hive, looking at the fish-girl "I am sure your people will come for you. You and Hive can be friends until they do, if you would like?"

Hive did not have many friends. He considered some of the spiderlings friends, but that relationship was strange, and the people who Hive considered friends often considered him merely an acquaintance. Hive stopped, and stepped forwards into the hall.

"This is the canteen. Here you can get food. I hope you enjoyed our walk."

@Lucidity