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Naturally, his friend was rather displeased with what he considered a fun display of what his species could do. To the shifter however, the reaction he garnered was priceless, not that he'd push the limits of what he could get away with. At this point she was not only his guide through an unknown wilderness, but also his sole civil contact on this foreign world. It was best not to provoke too much conflict per his interests in making survival here easier, but a little chiding now and then was healthy to keep any relationship from falling flat. Nothing was perfect, not him, not her, and certainly not this place. Azreal figured that he need not verbally agree to her request, merely giving a deep nod of his head. Those those golden hues were lowered to the ground for but a moment in respect before carrying onward as she lead the way hopefully to a cooler, safer hideout than out in the middle of the woods.
Information was key, and in her response to him taking her form, he learned, or at least assumed that while being able to shapeshift was not a rarity in these parts, Ashrun was quite unaccustomed in having to look at herself from her own perspective. Likely this meant that were he to steal the appearance of another as a disguise, it would not be immediately faulted upon; as long as the original party was incapacitated, likely killed as not to break the illusion of the deceit once they eventually made a return. Azreal may outwardly give off the aura of a killer, but when push came to shove he did whatever was necessary to survive.
While she pictured running her hands all over him as if to determine whether or not he were a figment of her imagination, or some grand prank being played against her, or if he truly was a lost traveler, Azreal was contemplating similar actions. Straying away from thoughts most uncouth for a man of his standing, he was interested in finding a way for him if possible to learn from her body. How her kind, or her specifically--he wasn't sure if being able to shift into inorganic material was specific to her exactly-- could take the shape of generic objects? He himself would perform vile, abhorrent acts, to get such a trait into his collective pool of talents. This was neither here nor there for such an abstract notion to be debated upon.
Even without the extract she'd given him to help cool off, by walking along the stream as they were it was easily a more comfortable trail to blaze than by trudging across thick underbrush. This was still a difficult path to keep a brisk pace along if only because of his choice in footwear, but all in all, this could be going far worse. The conversation had died down which was to be expected, especially since she had mentioned how close they were to their destination. It wasn't that he had nothing on his mind to speak of, but if she had such a home in what appeared to be completely out of the way, then it was reasonable to say that it was to not be found. It would aid them none to have someone discover where they were camping out just for him to get a few more quips in.
Coming to a rock face, Azreal would have missed the entrance entirely if he were to have wandered upon this area on his own. Impressively camouflaged by nature itself, Ashrun made to push aside a boulder to create an opening barely wide enough for his larger physique to squeeze inside. Compared to the brutality of the trio of suns beating down on one's person outside, the damp interior was heaven. After only a few steps though, did the dim light filtering through the narrow space become practically useless in the enclosed environment. Of course he came to a halt rather suddenly, Azreal may have possessed oculars of a supernatural variety, but they weren't going to give him sight in a near pitch black cave. That and the rushing waters outside were echoing throughout the cavern making any sort of communication rough. He only hoped that his companion knew her way through here well. In his hand was hurriedly placed a slim, cylindrical object, and without even feeling the rest of it, the device instinctively felt like a flashlight. Almost earthen in design, older, but still efficient in illuminating their less than spacious enclosure, his partner came well prepared for sure, far better than himself. Still, this didn't feel, how did he put it, like a safehouse, but with the pathway lit up, Alitetaal took to paving the way for him yet again.
Following, Azreal kept a steady beam straight ahead, though his gaze shifted around to inspect his surroundings. Ultimately he remained uninterested, until the two came upon a structure that he thought did not belong where it did. "<font color="d4a017]I was not expecting to see anything like this here.[/font]" Without realizing he'd spoken out loud, the man shone the light over the elevator as if to date the technical age of it, but it wasn't particularly within his territory to judge. Returning the focus back to Ashrum, he gave a bit of a smile, breaking that professional stare he'd been keeping up all the while. Azreal was rather pleased with where she'd taken him. "Even if I wasn't, my curiosity would have me descend with you all the same." What he wouldn't say was that his interest mixed with her as well as the strange home she'd brought him to. As the lift rose to their level, he wondered just how she'd come across this location. After all, he'd not believe for a second she built all of this. "<font color="d4a017]I will say, I'm looking forward to cleaning up, not that I want to get back into these clothes anytime soon.[/font]" He couldn't help but chuckle at what a mess he was, anything but distinguished as his feet and lower pants were soaked from the river, and his shirt was stuck against his skin like a wet blanket. "<font color="d4a017]This seems like quite the out of the way place for you to just happen upon.[/font]" A blunt question, but he was wondering its origin all the same, or at least how it came to be with her.
ooc: I might edit it a bit once I wake up, but this is what I have right now. :3
Naturally, his friend was rather displeased with what he considered a fun display of what his species could do. To the shifter however, the reaction he garnered was priceless, not that he'd push the limits of what he could get away with. At this point she was not only his guide through an unknown wilderness, but also his sole civil contact on this foreign world. It was best not to provoke too much conflict per his interests in making survival here easier, but a little chiding now and then was healthy to keep any relationship from falling flat. Nothing was perfect, not him, not her, and certainly not this place. Azreal figured that he need not verbally agree to her request, merely giving a deep nod of his head. Those those golden hues were lowered to the ground for but a moment in respect before carrying onward as she lead the way hopefully to a cooler, safer hideout than out in the middle of the woods.
Information was key, and in her response to him taking her form, he learned, or at least assumed that while being able to shapeshift was not a rarity in these parts, Ashrun was quite unaccustomed in having to look at herself from her own perspective. Likely this meant that were he to steal the appearance of another as a disguise, it would not be immediately faulted upon; as long as the original party was incapacitated, likely killed as not to break the illusion of the deceit once they eventually made a return. Azreal may outwardly give off the aura of a killer, but when push came to shove he did whatever was necessary to survive.
While she pictured running her hands all over him as if to determine whether or not he were a figment of her imagination, or some grand prank being played against her, or if he truly was a lost traveler, Azreal was contemplating similar actions. Straying away from thoughts most uncouth for a man of his standing, he was interested in finding a way for him if possible to learn from her body. How her kind, or her specifically--he wasn't sure if being able to shift into inorganic material was specific to her exactly-- could take the shape of generic objects? He himself would perform vile, abhorrent acts, to get such a trait into his collective pool of talents. This was neither here nor there for such an abstract notion to be debated upon.
Even without the extract she'd given him to help cool off, by walking along the stream as they were it was easily a more comfortable trail to blaze than by trudging across thick underbrush. This was still a difficult path to keep a brisk pace along if only because of his choice in footwear, but all in all, this could be going far worse. The conversation had died down which was to be expected, especially since she had mentioned how close they were to their destination. It wasn't that he had nothing on his mind to speak of, but if she had such a home in what appeared to be completely out of the way, then it was reasonable to say that it was to not be found. It would aid them none to have someone discover where they were camping out just for him to get a few more quips in.
Coming to a rock face, Azreal would have missed the entrance entirely if he were to have wandered upon this area on his own. Impressively camouflaged by nature itself, Ashrun made to push aside a boulder to create an opening barely wide enough for his larger physique to squeeze inside. Compared to the brutality of the trio of suns beating down on one's person outside, the damp interior was heaven. After only a few steps though, did the dim light filtering through the narrow space become practically useless in the enclosed environment. Of course he came to a halt rather suddenly, Azreal may have possessed oculars of a supernatural variety, but they weren't going to give him sight in a near pitch black cave. That and the rushing waters outside were echoing throughout the cavern making any sort of communication rough. He only hoped that his companion knew her way through here well. In his hand was hurriedly placed a slim, cylindrical object, and without even feeling the rest of it, the device instinctively felt like a flashlight. Almost earthen in design, older, but still efficient in illuminating their less than spacious enclosure, his partner came well prepared for sure, far better than himself. Still, this didn't feel, how did he put it, like a safehouse, but with the pathway lit up, Alitetaal took to paving the way for him yet again.
Following, Azreal kept a steady beam straight ahead, though his gaze shifted around to inspect his surroundings. Ultimately he remained uninterested, until the two came upon a structure that he thought did not belong where it did. "<font color="d4a017]I was not expecting to see anything like this here.[/font]" Without realizing he'd spoken out loud, the man shone the light over the elevator as if to date the technical age of it, but it wasn't particularly within his territory to judge. Returning the focus back to Ashrum, he gave a bit of a smile, breaking that professional stare he'd been keeping up all the while. Azreal was rather pleased with where she'd taken him. "Even if I wasn't, my curiosity would have me descend with you all the same." What he wouldn't say was that his interest mixed with her as well as the strange home she'd brought him to. As the lift rose to their level, he wondered just how she'd come across this location. After all, he'd not believe for a second she built all of this. "<font color="d4a017]I will say, I'm looking forward to cleaning up, not that I want to get back into these clothes anytime soon.[/font]" He couldn't help but chuckle at what a mess he was, anything but distinguished as his feet and lower pants were soaked from the river, and his shirt was stuck against his skin like a wet blanket. "<font color="d4a017]This seems like quite the out of the way place for you to just happen upon.[/font]" A blunt question, but he was wondering its origin all the same, or at least how it came to be with her.
ooc: I might edit it a bit once I wake up, but this is what I have right now. :3
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