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Fantasy RP The Tale of the Shadow (Kkjib)

"Uh, maybe understand I want to be alone?!" Azra grabs his knife, still sheathed and throws the bundle of leather at Zukata, "Unless you're gonna do something, get out and let me put my pants on!"
 
Zukata yelps at the sudden hit of leather. "My eyes are closed! You can do what ever you want!" He retorts as he then closes the door and faces it to further prove his point of not looking.
 
"And how the hell do I know you won't be a peeping tom?! I'm blind, fuck wad!!" Azra grumbles and rubs his face, flopping back and pressing his face into his pillow.
 
"I'm not I swear, and if you find out I am I will let you do whatever you want! Just trust me!" Zukata awnsers, lightly blaming his forehead to the door then whining at the pain.
 
"Don't hurt yourself. . ." Azra mumbles into the pillow, closing his eyes. "Just stay there for a good while. I'm putting you in time out."
 
Zukata is silent for a good minute before he speaks again. "I haven't been in time out since I was 5..." He mumbles quietly.
 
"Well, that's where your life went wrong." Azra mumbles, "Ain't got no one disciplining you for your actions."

He sits up and groans, stretching. "Not that it's my job to discipline you. That's too weird." He climbs from the bed and quietly pads across the cabin, grabbing a clean pair of pants.
 
"I've never had to be disciplined because I was a good kid!" Zukata defends himself with a huff.
 
"I have! I've only been in time out before because I intentionally tripped a patron and stole his money 'cause he didn't pay." Zukata explains with a shrug and sigh.
 
Azra leans back against the desk, "Mm. . ." He closes his eyes, "You can look now. Not that I'm even close to decent." He didn't even pull his belt on. He had the full intention to waste away on the cabin today, and the father Zukata left, the faster Azra could go back to. . . Whatever he had been doing.
 
Zukata hums before looking over his shoulder hesitatantly, before sighing.

"Oh good." He mumbles as he fully turns and leans his back on the door. "What's the plan for today hm?" He asks.
 
"Nothing." Azra murmurs, rubbing his face. "I have run out of my emotional rope and need to recuperate."

He yawns, "I never realizes how hard it is to deal with people."
 
"Oh..." Zukata mumbles as he starts to look around the cabin. Those was really his first chance to look at it since this was the one place he never got to in his self tour of the place.
 
The cabin was somehow neat and messy all at the same time. Instead of in a chest, his clothes were thrown over a rack. His desk had everything sprawled across it, a whetting stone, a pot of polish, a dagger set, his sword, a pistol, a few boxes of ammo. Strangely, the shelves in the room were lined with books, some things, and other thick.

"Your quiet, what is it?" Azra mumbles
 
"I just... I've never really looked in here before.. you've got alot of things." Zukata awnsers as he walks away from the door and moves closer to the shelves of books.
 
"Most of the things, like the books, were here when I first got here. And besides, I cant have all my stuff shoved away into chest and boxes. I would spend more time looking and feeling around than doing what I need to do."

He stands, pants shifting to hand low on his hips, "Really, it's only the clothes and the stuff on the desk that's actually mine."
 
"Have you seen these books?" Zukata asks but then regrets it. "Wait.. sorry." Adds with a soft apology, his eyes moving to the pants hanging low on Azra's hips.
 
Azra sighs, "No, not really. But some see interesting. I've run my fingers over the lettering on the covers. Most are nautical volumes, some about sea creatures. Even one about the stars. I wish I could read them, but. . ." He looks down, bites his lip hard as he sucks in a breath.
 
"I can read them to you if you want.." Zukata suggests as he pulls out one of the books and look at it.
 
Azra blinks and looks up, eyes wide, "But--" He bites his lip, shifting slightly.

He then huffs, shoving the vulnerability away and crosses his arms, "It'll put your endless prattle to some use, I suppose." He rolls his eyes and then sinks back onto his bed, leaning against the wall.
 
"Got it, and let me say I'm pretty good at telling stories." Zukata says as he grabs the book on the stars. "This one is the the one about stars, a little too much information for my liking but it looks good." He comments as he skims through the book moving to the edge of the bed and sitting down, the bed sinking slightly.
 
"Alright." Zukata hums softly as he opens the book to the first page. (I'm not actually gonna do dialog.)

Zukata then began to speak, his voice even and slightly soothing somehow. The first page was a slight history on the author of the book. Eventually it got into some of the constellations that could be seen in different times of the year and the history behind it.
 
Azra closes his eyes, relaxing and nuzzling into the pillow as he hugs it tightly to his chest. He curls up tightly, pulling his knees up and nestling down into the bed.
 
Zukata continued to say the book, he then glanced over to see Azra curling up on the bed like a little sleepy cat.

With a smile he reaches over and softly ruffles his hair as Zukata continues to talk.
 
Azra grumbles, "Mmmmph. . ." He closes his eyes, relaxing and holding his pillow tighter.
 
Zukata smiled at the reaction. "Cute..." He mumbles under his breath as he ends up just staring now. His hand softly running through the strands of hair on Azra's head.
 
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Azra turns his head slightly, peering at Zukata through half lidded eyes. "I still find you very annoying, Peanut Brain. . ." Though he leans into the touch, relishing a feeling he hadn't felt since. . .

Since he had last seen Ash. He shudders and pulls away slightly, hiding his face in the pillow again, "Go back to reading."
 
"He didn't tell me to stop.." Zukata's thoughts rang as he continues to run a hand though Azra's hair. With a small hum he starts to read the book again.
 
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