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Ah hell..maybe he really should have taken a different route. The half-vampire had been slightly hopeful that night time would mean less people hanging around, but was clearly not being lucky this time. Through the city was the shortest route still though, and he really did not feel like taking many roundabouts tonight.

The hunting job he had been dealing with had already given him enough of somewhat pointless exercise after all. Nothing's worse than having a target that tries to skeddadle on you, forcing you to play a game of cat and mouse. Regardless of his previous difficulties however, the main issue of the moment was that he was attracting slightly worried looks, his appearance kind of roughed up a bit, with a bunch of bloodstains on his shirt. It was great. He probably looked just like some serial killer stalking around at night. This was why he had hoped to not pass too many people on his way back...

Of course, he had no such luck, resigning himself to his fate with a grumble as he trudged his way through the streets, until a rather strange scenery entered his field of vision. You don't see weird people swinging pipes at seemingly nothing...well nothing visible at least, every day. Ha, he was sure the one to talk about weirdness, but still.

Whoever this was, they had a rather weird vibe too, which naturally made him curious enough to pause his walk for now, in order to take a closer look. Striding closer in the direction of the strange being, he'd try to raise a question to see if that'd have any effect. "Is...something going on here?"

Golden eyes would blink a couple times as he stared right back. He wasn't entirely certain what this creature was just yet, but he definitely did not want to drop his guard without knowing whether he was safe to do so. After all, who would not be at least a little wary of a shadowy person with a chilly vibe, trying to slam something invisible repeatedly. Under normal circumstances, one might even wonder if someone like that is actually sane.

It would appear he was right to stay ready to act when all of a sudden he was being grabbed from the back. He wasn't super heavy by any means, though it would be kind of tough to just chuck a 6'6" tall person unless they did not resist at all. Whether it would have worked or not however, would not quite get answered as he was not about to wait and see what happens the moment he was touched. Quickly switching into a much smaller bat form, he'd try to flap some distance away before turning to face the offender, hovering about cautiously. He had no idea what they were trying to do, but making it come off as a sneak attack was not the best idea to get anything across peacefully for sure...

Frankly, Sharaku was all kinds of confused too. The shapeshifting in itself didn't faze him, as he was well aware there were a lot of species with varying abilities, and that wasn't even counting individual powers. Still, he could not quite figure out what was this one's deal. Staying in his bat form for a short while, he'd hover about, watching as he considered his options.

The easiest one would be to simply leave and get back to what he was doing before, which was dragging his ass back to the dorms. On the other hand, with how strange this was, he would probably end up wondering about it for a good while if he just left without getting any questions answered. Questions...right. He hadn't gotten any answers the first time. It didn't look like the being cared about truly attacking him either though, so what the hell had that been about?

Turning back into his human form, he'd watch the odd behavior with a mild frown on his face. "Am I correct to assume I won't be getting a normal answer from you....?" It would help if it was something he could actually understand and did not seem like a threat, to be honest...

Okay so...no sound then? Hm. He'd have to look into shadow-like species later to see what he had been dealing with exactly. While he was familiar with a good amount of races at least in terms of basics, knowing literally every type of being and their characteristics was not a focal point any of his courses, nor something he had been focusing on learning. Though, it could certainly be useful...as much as it was also impossible to know all of them, given how many there were and could even be hiding and not discovered yet.

It appeared the being at the very least understood him though, so some form of communication was possible. Better than nothing, certainly. Plus, now he thought he kind of understood...to an extent. He was still confused about the reasoning behind it however.

If he was guessing correctly, this person wanted in, but something wasn't letting them, right? Well....this appeared to be a club, which wouldn't just bar people...unless...hm. The tall young man would scratch his cheek in thought as he considered how to approach this. "I guess...you want to go in? I don't think breaking in is a good idea though. I can't do that. It'd attract attention, and they'd probably just call the cops on our asses for property damage." If they were taking measures to keep people from sneaking inside, they would definitely care about someone smashing their windows.

"Maybe your problem is that you're trying to sneak in unnoticed? This is a club, yes? I'd bet they don't want unchecked people in who could be up to no good. Could be that you need approval from the bouncer to pass." Weird security measures? He could see that happening if some incidents did hurt the club in the past. Not that he ever visited such places or knew a lot on how they were run, but it made some sense in his mind. Making sure no one got in past the initial security that easily, so they could keep their regular customers more safe from thugs and the like.

Wh- Now wait a second. He hadn't even agreed to anything. Hell, he had not expressed any kind of agreement from the beginning outside of offering a potential hypothetical, but this shadow guy was acting like him helping out was a guaranteed thing. Even moments ago with that window smashing suggestion. It was as if it was supposedly a no brainer that he ought to do what this being wanted of him.

...he was not liking that. People casually telling him what to do was very low on his list of things he tolerated. Plus, that didn't even address how many problems there were with this. For one, he did not want to go inside at all. He was not a party person, and his hightened canine senses tended to make him despise loud places like that by default. Two, he looked like he just came from a murder trip, so to even safely get past the bouncer, he'd have to waste energy on tricking them with his powers.

Three? What reason did he have to trust this stranger? There was absolutely no proof the shadowy being was actually not up to no good. A normal person would not need to sneak in or use someone to get them past the door. Something was just off about this, and figuring it out would be such a pain without being able to have a conversation.

Sighing, he'd cross his arms over his chest, a somewhat bothered expression settling on his face. He didn't know what exactly his odd company was doing to disappear but he figured he would still be heard if he spoke anyhow. "Now listen here....I don't even know you. I can't just do this and risk getting myself into trouble if you are going to do something troublesome in there. You're not giving a very trustworthy impression so far." Far from it, honestly. "There's no way you would feel the need to try breaking in, or sneaking in hidden by someone else if you didn't believe they won't let you in were you to attempt entering normally by yourself. That's rather suspicious. If you've got no bad intentions, and aren't banned from this place, why all this?" Whatever it was...

"If you really just want to go to a club though...why not try a different one? In case it is just a matter of this one not liking your species or such, you could attempt elsewhere. I'm sure this city has a bunch of clubs, unless you've been doing this at all of them already." Well, he couldn't just assume the worst only, and in case it was more of a misunderstanding, would it not be better to try a new place that didn't seem to be so wary they'd put up some extra people repellents? "There has to be a better way than going in illegally. Doing that only spells trouble sooner or later, both for you and whoever happens to be carefree enough to smuggle you in."

Both luckily and unluckily for his strange companion, the tall hybrid was not one to be affected by projected emotions easily. While he found the vibe kind of creepy, as long as he couldn't see or clearly perceive anything he'd find truly scary, he was perfectly content rationalizing the silly idea of fear away, and willfully ignoring its existence. At the same time however, puppy eyes and overexaggerated displays of sadness had about as much desired effect as the fear aura. Aka, he found himself giving the shadow a blank expression as he internally considered his levels of patience and whether they were sufficient for this mess.

Staying around this being just felt like asking for trouble sooner or later, whether it was because of the creepiness, or the over the top, apparently rather uninhibited behavior. Someone who doesn't take time to think about consequences until they're pointed out has a lot of potential to be disruptive after all.

Though maybe....if he just took this one to a less security minded club, he could be free without risking acquiring a stalker. Running a hand through his currently messy hair, Sharaku would grumble to himself underneath his breath as he eyed the now...unsettling dog figure. "Well...I can take you to one's location, but can't guarantee anything else. God knows I'm not a club person." He only owed it to his eidetic memory that he even knew where the nearest one was, all thanks to having passed by it when headed to a different place in the past.

"Maybe you should bring tools that could help you talk it out with people when you do things like this. You do seem to be able to touch things..." He'd comment casually as he turned to walk towards a different alley. Could carry some paper and pen to do writing or whatever....it would really help to know what this one was actually thinking...

He could only wish he'd get so happy over something as simple as that. Boy would that be a change to his usually flat reactions...on second thought however, he did not think he would trust himself in that case. Maybe it was better the way it was.

....still, he was mildly uncomfortable as he walked anyway. "You better not try to bite my ass from over there or something." He didn't feel entirely relaxed about having a living being right there in the position to quite easily backstab him. Sure, he wouldn't die from such a simple injury and it'd heal rather quickly being what he was, but that still did not mean he enjoyed exposing himself to the risk.

He was already getting slight odd looks from the people he passed by on top of it. He wasn't sure whether it was just because of his current appearance as it was before this sidetracking he got himself into, or people were sensing his company as well. Maybe it was a random mix of both. Great, really. Now he was glad he did not particularly care what some strangers thought of him.

At least he was getting his direction right, and given that he just narrowly avoided some cheery drunkard on his way, passing him a brief glare, they had to be getting close to the destination. Silly guy probably got himself plastered while clubbing. Another reason for not being a club fan....