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Crossing Specie's Lines (Azrael x Skylar)

Azrael Chaosblood

Azrael Chaosblood

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Joined
Jul 10, 2011
Location
To the Northwest
Azrael got on the train heading to one of the few Academies that would accept Anthros as students. The 6' 5" wolf was imposing in his dark leather duster jacket over a skintight white shirt and black pants tucked into black boots. The colors were chosen to draw out the natural black tips on what was visible of his otherwise white fur. Adding to his ominous look were his black leather fingerless gloves and the piercings in his ears, three silver rings, one in his left ear and two in his right. Azrael took a seat and sat his bag in the seat beside him.

(OOC: Sorry it took so long to post. My laptop died and could not find a charger. Hope this works for a starting point. You said Med Student and my mind screamed College Setting)
 
Noah took a soft breath and ran a hand through his hair as he sat amongst the on-goers of the train. He placed his bag in his lap, leaning back into his chair. He wasn't sitting very far from Azrael, and also alone. The window he had placed himself next to gave him something to tame his bored mind with, strikingly dark green eyes staring out to the scenery. It wasn't much, but it would do. He let his dark brown bags rest( hovering just over his eyebrows, and down to about the middle of his neck on the back. He adjusted his salmon-colored long sleeved polo before crossing one leg over the other. He fondled the lace on his white tennis shoes, and adjusted the hem of his blue denim
bootcut jeans.

He sighed softly and rested his hands in his lap after that. This would prove to be much better than being at home; because home usually meant Hell.
 
Azrael took a look around the train and caught sight of Noah. The brown haired male was only a few seats in front of him, close enough for Azrael to be able to tell he was feeling slightly depressed.

"Damn me and my Animal Empathy," he muttered to himself as he got up and went to stand beside Noah. "This seat taken?"
 
Noah looked up at the dark-looking and slightly ominous wolf. He shook his head slightly and looked out the window again. "No," he said quietly. Noah sighed softly and kept his eyes out the window before looking up again. It would be rude just to ignore him now.

"I'm Noah," he said, watching the wolf.
 
"Name's Azrael. So you're going to the Academy too huh? What's your major if you don't mind my asking?" Azrael said in an attempt to make small talk while he looked over the male beside him. He didn't look much different from your run-of-the-mill human college boys but looks were usually deceiving, especially in this case. He could definitely feel a depressed vibe coming off of this guy. Now he just hoped he could find out why and find a way to help the human out of whatever it was. After all, it would be a shame to let such a cute human suffer like this.
 
Noah stayed silent for a moment wrote answering the wolf's question; almost like he actually had to think about that. "Medical. Orthopedics, mostly," he said quietly. "I-it's nice to meet you... Azrael." Honestly, this dude looked pretty hardcore with the boots, jacket and all. Not to mentioned the ear piercings, which Noah had to admit; looked pretty good on him. Noah was indeed gay, though no one really knew that. He didn't know anyone attending the Academy, anyways.
 
"That's cool. I hear that is a hard field of study, but you look like you can handle it. As for me, I'm in the Culinary Arts Program. Always been fascinated by the fact that you can take some foods that no one would ever eat separate and combine them to make a dish that leaves them begging for more. Oh, and nice to meet you as well, Noah," Azrael said, giving the male a rare smile. There was just something about him that was drawing the wolf out of his shell.
 
Noah couldn't help but to bare a small grin, even in his mood. "You? Culinary? I swear, you look A lot more... more... something, than a culinary student. But, to every man his own opinion." He managed a soft smile, brushing some hair out of his face as he did so. This guy actually wasn't so bad so far, better than he had expected, really. Noah had really expected to be living the academy alone. Now... now he had the odd sensation that Azrael just kind of... completed it.
 
Azrael barked out a short laugh. "I get that a lot. I got tired of getting my ass kicked everyday for loving to cook so I started spending time working out and bought some tough looking clothes. Definitely has an effect on people when they first meet me," Azrael said with a grin. He just could not get enough of this human, and he was much cuter when he smiled. If Azrael had his way he would make sure to keep Noah smiling as much as possible. "So, where are you gonna be dorming at?"
 
Noah couldn't help but laugh softly with the wolf. Well, he couldn't really imagine Azrael without the dark getup and all, so he wasn't even going to bother trying. When asked where he was dorming, Noah simply shrugged. "Wherever I land~" he said in a bit of singsong tone. "Wherever the wind takes me. So, I have no clue, basically," he said with a grin. "Doesn't help my situation much, but hey. Who cares?" He ran his hands over his bag and looked up to the wolf. Those eyes...
 
Azrael maintained eye contact with the human. He could happily stay that way for hours. "You could dorm with me if you want. I don't have a roommate and we get to choose our own except for special circumstances like delinquent students. I mean, you don't have to dorm with me if you don't want. I know a lot of humans are against the Anthro Integration Act, not that I think you are. You seem to be pretty open minded compared to some of the people I gave met. I guess what I am saying is that if you don't want to run the risk of being persecuted then I won't hold it against you if you turn my offer down," Azrael babbled, something completely out of character for him. He was just afraid he would be turned down and wanted nothing more than to spend every moment possible with Noah. Azrael looked away so Noah wouldn't see how vulnerable he right then.
 
Noah thought for a moment. Being with this wolf that he had already managed to find quite charming... and, dare he say, strong and rather handsome; would most likely come to be a good option. Ah, screw what others may think. To every man his own opinion. "I suppose. Sure, I'd enjoy bunking with you," he said a bit cheerily, looking at the wolf who had turned away. Why...? Oh, he supposed it didn't matter. "I don't take up much space, anyways~"
 
Azrael turned back toward Noah, his face split by a large grin and his crimson eyes glowing with a light that only comes from extreme happiness. "That's awesome. I have a feeling we're gonna become real close," he said, all to happy that he would be spending so much time with his human from now on. 'Wait a sec. When did I start thinking of Noah as mine?' Azrael thought to himself.
 
(I looked over your Rabbit Hole. Would you mind if Azrael took a possessive role over Noah? A lover still, yet still very possessive about him? I do enjoy all the Dom and stuff you have in there, as well as big cocks, macro, and excessive semen.)

Noah smiled back to the wolf, happy to have someone as a friend. Well, at least that issue was solved. And when he heard 'getting close', he couldn't help but to manage a light blush that he wasn't really afraid to show. "Y-yeah... and I'm looking forward to spending more time with you... I'm sure it'll be great."
 
(Sure, I was already working on Azrael being at least a little possessive so I won't even need to change much)

"So buddy, how about we spend the rest of the time before reaching the Academy getting to know each other? Ask me anything you want and I will answer honestly," Azrael said sincerely. He also took a moment to discretely adjust himself to accomidate the slowly developing tightness in his pants. 'Wow, he's even cuter when he blushes.'
 
Noah nodded for a moment and thought of a good question to start... something simple, yet still a good question to ask... Ah! There we go. "So, Azrael.. where are you from?" he asked, looking up at the wolf. Seems the basics were the way to start with this one, really.
 
"As odd as it might seem, I'm from Scotland. My pack was chased out shortly after I was born though because of a group of Anti-Anthro hatemongers so we all ended up coming to the States as they are one of the few places that have laws ensuring equal rights for Anthros. How about you Noah? Where are you from?" Azrael asked in return.
 
Noah listened to the wolf's short story of his origins, nodding softly in response. "It's ridiculous, really... I don't know what they hate about you guys. But, anyways. I was born in Minnesota, but almost all of the rest of my family hails from Norway... sad, really. I don't speak the entire language, only bit and pieces."

"So... why culinary?"
 
"That's normal. I can't speak much Scottish and I was born in Scotland. It has to do with growing up where we did I guess. As for why I chose Culinary, it's just a natural choice for me because of my life so far. When I was a pup I was kinda sickly so my mom would carry me with her everywhere so she could keep an eye on me, at least until I was old enough to be sat down and entertain myself. Anyways I spent a lot of time in the kitchen while she cooked and listening as she taught me how to prepare different foods. I actually ended up taking over as the family cook after she died when I was eleven. From that point on I decided to start trying new recipes whenever I found them. Taking Culinary classes just seemed like the next step and so I took that step. Your turn. Why did you choose Orthopedics?" Azrael asked, enjoying learning every little thing about Noah he could.
 
Noah frowned a bit as he mentioned his mother's death. "Oh... I'm sorry hon. Trust me, I know exactly how it feels." He looked up at the wolf, something sparking between their eyes for just that moment...
"Orthopedics. Well, I was born with ADD, of which I took fairly good. It wasn't too bad; I just had a hard time keeping focused. Managed to keep myself in the advanced classes though. Anywhom; medicine seemed the only thing I could focus on, so I started learning up on it. Whenever I got distracted, I would research some more, then go back to whatever I was doing. It came much easier then. By the time I got far enough to decide my career; I already knew so much, that I just asked myself, 'Why not?'
"Alright... questions. Hrm..." He thought for a moment. Let's get a bit more personal... shall we? He smiled. "Alright. Who was your first crush, and when was this? Just curious, of course."
 
"Let me think on that. It would have had to be my older brother's best friend. Hot guy. He was a member of our high school wrestling team when I was in and was always more than happy to teach me how to wrestle. Completely innocent on his part, not on mine. Hope it doesn't bother you that I am gay, but I believe it is better in the long run to let people know that about me as soon as possible," Azrael explained. "Now for my responses to your answers. It's okay about my mom. It took me awhile but I'm okay with it now. She lived a full and happy life and died peacefully and surrounded by those she loved and loved her in return. I'm actually sorry you understand what it feels like to experience such a loss. And I agree that Medicine seems like a perfect choice. Now you know the drill, who was your first crush?" Azrael asked with a grin.
 
Noah bit his lip and blushed softly. "Chester. He was a friend of mine... a tiger. I thought he was gay like me, but unfortunately... in the end, all the 'flirting' was supposed to be some kind of sick joke. He told me he thought I had been joking around the entire time... when I tried to kiss him, he slapped me, told me that, and left me. I don't know where he is nowadays." He sighed softly to himself, rubbing his shoulder.

"And since I'm... gay, as well, I don't believe I mind."

"...you wanna ask a question?"
 
"I'm sorry about Chester. I've dealt with people like him a few times myself. I guess my only question now would be what do you think of me?" Azrael asked, a small shard of hope beginning to grow inside him.
 
Noah looked up at the wolf in surprise, before looking to his lap where his bag rested; an obvious blush painted onto the human's face. "I-I..." He was at a loss for words, stuttering. "..I think your rather nice... friendly... and... handsome..." he said, blushing even more as he gulped nervously before looking up at the wolf again. "Wh-what do you think of me?"
 
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