Gritting his teeth to keep from snapping back at Raze, Rion shoved his own hands into his pockets. His ears were hidden from view now, as they were pressed down against his head and hidden by his hair. "The woods would be a good hiding place. Even if it's an obvious place to hide, it's also a really good place to hide." he said.

Blaise said nothing.

~~~

Raze shook her head. "The woods is the first place Blaise sends slaves...." She replied, stopping to think.

Sighing, Rion stopped as well. "Well, where do you think she would send her slaves?" he asked, turning around to look at Raze. "There's the woods, any abandoned buildings, the sewers..."

Furrowing his brow, Rion shook his head. "No, it doesn't. You'd think that someone as unique as you would be prized; sold off for high prices, if not treated well." he said quietly. His eyes widened a little. "Wait, vampire? Does that mean you get, like, thirsty?" he asked, ears flattening.

"Yes... But over the year I've learned to control my urges... Things like that tend to happe when you're starved for months at a time..." She replied. No emotion lingered in her voice... Not hurt, sorrow, hatred... Nothing...

"And no... Something like me means I'm more dangerous, making me lower on the 'favorite slaves' list... Making my beating worse, making my life more challenging than the others..." She replied to the first part of his comment. Her voice was still void of all emotions...

Raze had gone apathetic, Rion noted. There was nothing he could really do about that, though, so he let his tail swish once as he sighed. "The world is mad," he said simply, looking up at the sky. "...C'mon, we ought to go find a place to hide." he added, feeling sympathetic towards the other slave now.

"Did you?" Rion asked in a grumble, walking faster to match his pace with Raze's. He looked around. Well, he certainly didn't see any place to hide. At least, not one that wasn't too easily spotted.

Raze sudenly stoppe, crouched low like a cat about to pounce on it's prey and darted towards a large borded up building.

Looking around slightly before she shoved a clenched fist into a weakend spot in the boards that covered a basement window.

She peered inside, then looked back at Rion. "I found a place for the night..." She said and broke a bit more of the board, resulting in the entire peice breaking in half, big enought for the two of them to fit through.

Rion raised both eyebrows in surprise, and reached forward, picking at the broken boards a little bit and then looking back at Raze. "Nice job," he commented, and ducked down, crawling in through the window. He dropped to the ground a few feet below with a soft thud, and looked around. For the most part, the place was empty. "Nice." he added sarcastically. "But, beggars can't be choosers, I suppose."

Rion ducked under a fallen support beam. "Mattresses," he said, wiping away at some dust on a chair. "and blankets. You're right." He came back out from behind the beam, trying a smile. "Maybe we wouldn't need to change hiding places so often."

"((It's like dead... Again... Why? *cries in the corner*))

Raze looked back at him. "Perhaps... Who knows..." She replied, peering out of a small crack in the board that covered the window.