Post by Alice Ruth King on Jul 20, 2011 18:10:34 GMT -5
This is one of the things Alice hated about being unconscious with another being in her body: she could still see everything that was happening to her, but she could to nothing about it. Even though her mind was still able to function(well, if you call Alice's mind functional), her body was not, and unless Azar took over, Alice just had to watch and lie there, and try to not let her rage build too much. Azar always seemed a little bit more... bitchy when Alice passed out; she probably didn't like having to watch too much, either, but at least she could do something about it. All Alice could do is plead for her to get her home, or at least to someplace she could eat and rest.
At the moment, however, the two were watching the hazy outside world, listening, feeling what was happening. Azar was prepared to take over should Raziel try anything that could harm her host's body. Well, harm it permanently, at least. Quite unexpectedly, the man they had been fighting picked up Alice's body and moved her to the grass, rather than doing anything, well, harmful. Alice's confusion ("Why the hell did he do that? I mean, I wouldn't have. He didn't need to do it, what, does he think that this means I'm going to hate him any less? Why would he even care?") didn't seem to leak into Azar's mind. She knew humans better than Alice did, and granted, she hadn't been near them for a good three centuries, but their essential formula didn't change much.
"Ugh, will you please at least move me now? You've seen what he did, you got your little reaction, and now I'm lying in the grass and you know it makes me itchy as hell."
Azar laughed; it was about as close to begging as Alice would stoop. "Sure, if it really makes you feel better. But you owe me~~~" Azar wasn't sure if the man was still there, watching over the body for some sign of movement, but she spread her consciousness across Alice's body like a knife spreading peanut butter over a piece of bread. Eventually, it coated her body thinly, and Azar's essence started to ooze out of Alice's body. Her hair started glowing fiercely, her skin was more radiant than usual, and when "Alice" opened her eyes, the sclera of her eyes was black. She got up, stretched, and winked at Raz.
"Thank you for the gesture," Her voice was a mixture of Azar and Alice's. "but I really should be going now." With that parting commment, She walked off, limping slightly, but in one piece.
OOC: ... I don't even know. :V