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[center][b]Location: The Lagoon.[/b]
[b]Interactions: Raula - [@Quasi].[/b]
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Azrael crossed his arms as he leaned back against the rock and examined the woman from the shadows of his alcove, a bit surprised at just how little time it had taken for someone to wander by. Then again, given the circumstances, this was to be expected. No one had chosen to stay here, except for the mutts of course, so naturally the other inmates would be making their way to the Lagoon. 

It was the only way out after all.

[color=blue]"The dogs are no friends of mine,"[/color] he replied, shifting his attention away from his thoughts and back onto the woman. [color=blue]"I hate them almost as much as I do this place."[/color]

He gestures to the surrounding rock to emphasize his point.

[color=blue]"So you are not wrong in your original assumption. As much as it pains me to admit it, I too do not have a means of getting past the wolves, hence why I am standing here. But if you think the two of us can succeed where others have no doubt failed, then I will not refuse your offer."[/color]

Pushing himself off the rock, Azrael stepped out of the shadows and into the dim light of the tunnel, satisfied with how his plan was going so far.

[color=blue]"Before we put this idea of yours to the test, however, I would know your name. If not for courtesies sake, then at least so I may know what to put on your grave should the worst come to pass."[/color]