Azrael

Only Fools Walk Where Angels Fear To Tread

This was all he needed. A missing girlfriend, an irritable wolf-creature and now a man rambling about angry giraffes. It was like the world actually hated him. Maybe it did. He had long suspected it. That phone was tossed back to Raven a moment later, the man vastly preferring her in her human form. So much so that he had near begun to relax- at least as much as he could- as he turned his attention back and towards the harbour. At his rate it would take them at least two hours to get there. He should have brought his car. Well- one of his other cars- his favourite having been stolen by some lunatic in a hoody and a giant red-coloured house cat he'd been carrying around. Nothing in this city was ever simple. He was sure of it. Some supernatural entity was behind everything. Maybe once this was over he could convince Sera to move. Somewhere far away from the city and everything supernatural. His thoughts barely had time to consider the idea any further when Raven spoke once more, his golden eyes fixating back upon the curly-haired woman as she announced that an angry giraffe was probably a crane. His features frowned slightly, considering the logic (if any) behind that statement before simply dismissing it. Arguing the point was hardly going to achieve anything right now, Azrael sighing slightly.

"Of course it would be the black market. I know where it is."

Why would she be anywhere else? That would be far too easy. The tall man adjusting his direction before Raven suddenly begun that shift once more, Azrael hurriedly backing away from her a second time, eyeing her critically. Why the hell couldn't she stay in her human form? It wasn't like she was any more helpful as a dog and he- oh. His gaze dropped distinctly further then it otherwise would have. Eyeing the rather....tiny wolf before him now. The girl no larger than a mere puppy. That command to pick her up was met with a single raised eye. Azrael clearly considering for several moments whether or not that was a truly good idea, the notion of having her against his body a decidedly displeasing one, his features grimacing slightly. If she had fleas he was sure he'd never forgive her and yet Sera seemed so attached to her. It was downright unhealthy as far as he was concerned and yet, for Sera, he supposed he was willing. He bent easily then, scooping the puppy into his arms, Raven weighing barely anything to the Hunter as he shifted his hands just so as to deliberately place one hand behind her head- supporting her head and neck.

"Whiplash."

It was all he cared to mutter by way of explanation. Assured the woman would understand that it was necessary to support her head somehow least his speed see her injury herself or, worse, break her damn neck. This was, however, unarguably the best way to travel. Raven given barely a moment to adjust herself before that affinity surrounded the man- Azrael taking off like a rocket- his speed far too fast to truly be seen by either mortal or immortal eye, his arms gripping Raven tightly in an effort to shield her from the worst of that windburn that surely sliced at her fur, Azrael turning suddenly, another turn a moment later seeing the man navigate his way through that city in less than ten minutes- skidding to a halt close to the harbour and yet- their destination remained upon the other side of it. Running around, he was sure, would take far to long. The Hunter hardly known for his patience as yet another of his affinities was summoned- Azrael leaping suddenly out and onto that dark, black water that looked nothing but cold and desolate in the night. That combination of speed and gravity manipulation seeing the Hunter race across that water, ocean spray flung out behind him like a veritable speed boat before he leaps up and onto the docks upon the other side, sloping to a jog and at last a walk. Raven slowly released from his grip to leap down onto that dock beside him.

"It's normal to feel nauseous, a lot of people do after that. It'll pass. That looks like the damn angry giraffe- guess that would be the building. Maybe make yourself look a bit scarier than that though if you want to be of any help."

His shoulder's lifted into a shrug of sorts, his words hardly holding any true malice all the same, merely suggesting that a larger presence on her part might be more of an asset as the man headed towards that warehouse directly beside the large crane that towered over it. Where Sera was, let alone what she was doing and why remained to be seen and yet his presence alone seemed to cause enough of a stir. Several lingering beings having already slipped back into the darkness to avoid his sight. Azrael well known enough in this part of town to see most being deliberately attempt to avoid his attention. The Hunter at last reaching that warehouse- the large double doors chained and padlocked shut ad yet it was hardly those locks that saw the man pause. Azrael reaching for his phone again, only to call Serafina's number for the third time. He hardly expected the woman to answer, rather, if she had her phone on her it might well provide them a clue as to her exact location within the building and yet no ringing sound echoed. Damn. His gaze turned briefly back down the Raven, one hand running through the length of his golden hair.

"You have some telekinesis don't you? Can you open this- quietly?"

He added as almost an afterthought, one hand reaching forward to grasp that padlock, that light summoned now to heat the chains- melting through them a moment later as the man silently lifted them aside- leaving just those doors to be pushed aside. A job better left to the wolf he was sure- just in case someone was waiting on the other side.