Snaking around an apartment (Ifran)

[Restevonate]

60th Summer 512 AV

Nate looked up at the 3 story apartment building looming over him. He had heard of the wealthy people who lived here and he needed money so here he was. He walked into the building and immediately walked up the stairs. On the second landing an old woman passed him and he kept walking as if he knew where he was going. Once he was on the third and final floor he chose a door at random, and expelled res from his body before setting it on fire and sending it towards the stairs. He knocked on the door and ran to an alcove.

The moment he got to the alcove he put his arms at his side and his legs together and started shape-shifting into his snake form. Thirty seconds later he was a snake and the woman was outside trying to put out the fire. He slithered through the doors and once inside shape-shifted into his Dhani form, his arms separating from his body and his torso turning into a humans. He started looking around and spotted a see through cabinet with trinkets lining the shelf.

[Ifran]

Ifran had returned from his time abroad, and Ahnatep was much as he had left it, trapped in amber like some prehistoric insect. A crumbling city trapped in time. But down in the streets, blood ran quicker, reminded him more of the places he had been since leaving Ahnatep in search of Ionu. He was walking the streets, his finery replaced by simpler garb, simple kohl lining his eyes as opposed to the more elaborate work to which his birth entitled him. His carriage was too perfect for a quick-eyed person to mistake him for common scum, but it was a sort of incognito. His nose caught the faint scent of burning before he saw anything. Here his senses were bombarded, but by things that were real, not just the imaginations of illusionists and the city of Alvadas. Pulse and steps quickened, he rounded a corner and saw smoke seeping from a window. It was not enough, he thought, to denote a conflagration, but any fire was dangerous and best caught early. He opened his mouth and called the alarum with his well-trained voice. "FIRE!"

[Restevonate]

Just as Nate was about to leave the apartment he heard a voice from around the corner shout "Fire". Nate immediately stopped in his tracks and dropped all of the stuff he had been carrying. What should he do he thought. He ran over to the window but found it was 3 stories high, he couldn't risk it.

Then he remembered how he could escape, Riemancy. He ran to the window and breathed out, res going into the air. He then Jumped out the window, turning the res to air at just the right moment so he was Cushioned. He stood up and saw a man round the corner. He couldn't run backwards as their was a wall, he was trapped.

[Ifran]

It was a respectable enough neighborhood that people responded to his call, flocking to the apartment if not to the man himself. He himself did not move to help. He was no fire brigade; it was enough he had raised the alarm and called more capable help to the rescue. Ifran had certainly done his good deed for the day, and sought no recompense for his generosity. But as he was turning to leave, he saw naked man fall from the building's third-story window, slowing unnaturally before he landed. Then he was up and seeking escape, but realized that escape lay through Ifran. Oh, what to do, what to do? The man was naked and Ifran was armed, so he was hardly afraid for his safety, and the man looked desperate. Still, it was dangerous to approach a cornered animal. A dark eyebrow rose questioningly at the nude escapee. His need to flee meant he was not some resident caught at his toilette, but likely the perpetrator of the arson. Ifran could be a help to him, and put him in his debt, or a hindrance. He had little to gain from hindering the man, but the man himself did not know that. "Do you require help?" he asked pointedly, though quietly enough nobody else would hear him.