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[size=small]The tree trunk that had been moving much too close to them had raised her heart beat, not wanting to be harmed and also not wanting Azreal to be hurt either. Alitetaal had no reason to want to protect him, no intelligent or logical purpose to her bringing him with her to her own home. A hide out none new about how to get to much less how to get in. Should he turn against her or not be as he seemed he was, then there was no place to hide that he wouldn't know about. But that still did not stop her from preparing to pull him away or block the trunk should it threaten to smash into him. An insane thought kept her in his view and grasp. He was like her in a way. Lost on a planet not their own. Where he had come from space where there were more people and cultures and traditions. She had been born and raised on this world, with the people and yet she was still as far from being apart of it as he was. For lack of a better analogy, a fish out of water that didn't need to be in water to live.
Her hand felt hot against his skin as he grasped her hand over his arm. Eyes meeting and her heart skipped for a different reason. He seemed older than she was by perhaps 10 years. Maybe more, one never knew. But that didn't take away from his beauty. The striking, clean features and sharp eyes. Predatory was one word to describe his gaze. Mischievous was another. But Alitetaal wouldn't judge him by the way he looked alone. Not till she knew him better than she did at that moment. The way he paused for just a brief moment should have worried her. There might have been more meaning to what he was saying without speaking till she pulled her hand away. He didn't stop her. That helped calm her racing heart But like many things about this man she traveled with, there was never the certainty to something unknown.
As they moved on - she at a slower pace - he spoke to her. His words were hard to understand, and not simply because she had a difficult time hearing him. Selling her self short? The one commodity one couldn't sell for even a rock was her. None wanted anything to do with her, and sure she was not tall by any means. But his words rarely meant what she thought they would. "<font color="#c69bf6]...I don't understand...[/font]" she whispered under her breath as she shuffled along a very narrow part of their path. Turning to her side now, her periwinkle eyes looked back at him as he spoke again, only what she saw was not his face, but her own.
Ashrun froze in place, staring at him with an unreadable expression. Her eyes remained transfixed on her face, taking in the details right down to the peek of her brow. The eyes remained as his were. Though even the voice seemed like her own. But slightly off. Her hand grasped at the moss on the wall, slowly picking it off as she simply stared at him. Her eyes darkened a little, lips began to move. But no sound came out the longer she stared at his transformation. The fact he could change was not a surprise, so to speak. Any one she had ever known could change their form. However, none could steal anothers likeness. A plant or bush, sure. A Kurln, of course. But the face, body and voice of an Aman. Even her was something else entirely. "<font color="#c69bf6]....The odds are unlikely somehow....[/font]" Ashrun moved closer to him, sliding along the stones and the hill till she stood close at his back.
She watched as he grew tall once more. His voice and his hair coming back into place while the clothes that hung lose were filled out to perfection. She wanted to run a hand along his body, make sure he was solid and real. To be sure that what she had seen him do was not just an illusion of the mist, but for what she really did see. His words and complement almost went unnoticed while she observed his body from behind, even leaning down to look at his legs and feet a bit closer. She was not atop him, they did not touch, but it would not take much from either party to do just that.
"<font color="#c69bf6]You do not know what it is to be Valar on this planet. A curse. An outsider, like you. But even less welcome since I am still born of an Aman..[/font]." Sighing almost sadly, Ashrun stood up and placed her hands on her waist to look at him sternly, a bit of a blush on her cheeks as she huffed in contained anger. " <font color="#c69bf6]Please do not take my form around me again. Soft words from my lips and voice aren't natural. Do use your own lip and silver tongue, Azreal.[/font]" And to show her displeasure at his play that much more apparent, she poked his back. When he turned away from her to change back into his own body, she wanted to play with his golden hair. Run a hand through the shimmering locks if only to see if they were wisps of real gold or simply a color the strands took. Of course, she refrained and gave a little sigh before motioning up the river with one hand, the other still poking his back as she spoke to him again. The sharpness of her tongue gone. "<font color="#c69bf6]Not but a few twinklings from a star left. And no, you will not want to breath in the air at night in these woods. Be quick, i'd like to have you washed before I can prepare the nights meal." [/font]
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[size=small]Ashrun turned about again and started off once more down the path...
It wasn't for about another three minutes that they found themselves in a rather small and cramped cave. Just beyond the most narrow part of the path was a large old tree that had fallen over and a new tree grew out from where the old had died. The opening was not but a sliver of rock that Alitetaal had to shoulder deeper into the mouth of the cave to give more room for Azreal. Once they were inside, nearly complete darkness. The smell of water and wet stones filled the air. The sound of the rushing water echoed int eh cave so it was hard to hear anything. Still, Ashrun seemed to relax more now they were underground where it was cooler.
Said something to him then, but her words were drowned out by the river just outside. None the less, she tried again and knew she could not be heard. In the darkness, she huffed and once more took liberties with his person by grasping his hand and placing something metallic in his grasp. After a moment, light filled the small area carved out of stone from an item in her hand. A flashlight. A old one, by the looks of it but a flashlight none the less. Ashrun gave him a nod and move forward once more. Her pace a little faster. The intent to be home that much more important. But they wouldn't have to travel long. Down the cramped and low path before they turned left and the whole area opened up into something completely man made.
An elevator that went down.
However, it was not getting any power. A little dated by anyone's standards, but not a sign of rust or corrosion. Obviously meant for the moist atmosphere. There were red markings on the walls by the elevator and on the doors to the machine itself. Words Alitetaal could not read, but knew their meaning from the years she spent living here. Now, she removed the metal pick from her hair and flicked it a few times. A new branch popping out with each flick till she had what turned out to be an authorization card. A screen filled in the middle on a projection, and the elevator sprang to life. Powering up. And sending the lift to their location at the top. "<font color="#c69bf6]It is just a few-....meters down. Are you okay with being underground?[/font]"
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