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She let out a small giggle when she heard about Takai's family. "I hope that they weren't anything like my family and spent their time teaching you how to make use of make-up and flaunt your looks." The memories made her shudder as they were rather unpleasant ones. "To think that I spent over 50 years of my life stuck in front of my own image. Thank God my race lives much longer than humans. I arrived today as well, but early in the morning, but I barely got anything done." That somewhat peeved her. Talk about a waste of time, but she had atleast befriended a few other students.

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Azura hummed in agreement. Everyone here was so open-minded and she did not feel as though she was sticking out like a sore thumb. "I was born in Southeast Asia as my kin is closely related to peafowls, but we strayed from all human contact. We were seen as unpleasant seducers despite how the peafowl is the national emblem of India." She laid down on her couch and stretched. The day sure had been eventful, but in a good way. "What about you, where do you come from?"

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Amnesia? How peculiar, but Takai did not seem too down because of it. She caught sight of Takai's body wrapped in only a pristine white towel and willed her blush away. They were going to be roommates and it wouldn't do to feel embarrassed if he was going to make a habit out of walking around half naked. She turned around, facing the back of the couch and wrapped herself some more into her covers before closing her eyes."I guess where we come from matters little for the next few years until we graduate. We should get some sleep now. it's getting late."

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Azura had caught herself peaking and quickly snapped her eyes shut. She had been in the middle of a mental self-scolding about the virtues of privacy and the dismerit of indulging in her carnal desires when Taka's words cut through her train of thought. Really? Was he implying...? Mortified would have been an understatement, but she caught a wisp of humor when she glanced back at him, face schooled into an impassive mask, one she often used whenever she walked into her mother slipping out of their mansion's spare rooms with another stranger.

That meant that he must have been kidding, right? She's always had a hard time reading the atmosphere and he was not making things easy for her at all. Either way, better be safe than sorry. "Well, I won't bother you if you wish to indulge yourself," she said blandly, noting with relief that he voice did not betray her unease and turned her gaze back to the ceiling. Her roommates were...different. This may do her some good or turn her stay here into a nightmare.




Azura's internal clock woke up her at 5 a.m. sharp even if she had spent the majority of the night pretending to be asleep. Despite her grogginess and tiredness, she was glad that it allowed her to wake up before the other occupant of the room. She had a second roommate, right? Still a no-show.

Suppressing a jaw-dislocating yawn, the young demon made her way to her meager belongings and switched into her usual shorts and jackets in preparation for a morning jog. Hopefully he'll be gone by the time she gets back to shower or will still be sleeping so soundly that she could slip out with minimum interactions.

Swiss knife in pocket, check. Runnings' laces tied, check. Good weather, check. Time to go.

-Exit Azura-