He had already been hacking into the postal system when he received the message. He grinned to himself seeing how they did, in fact, think alike. That was what made him a reliable source. Azrai was not the kind of man to talk much and after a few years of knowing him, it became a habit to try and figure out what was in that man's head. It had been difficult at first, since he hadn't been used to dealing with stubborn people. Elias was a fast learner, that's why he had been chosen to help Azrai in the beginning, and after a while he began to think a few steps ahead of the other. Trying to figure out what other steps the man was going to take and he had made plans for all those situations. Another ping let him now that his hack as successful and he sent the information to the post office.<br/><br/>'Everything is in order. I sent it to a post office a few buildings down from the hotel you're staying in. I'll be up for a while, let me know if you need anything else.'<br/><br/>He leaned back in his chair, watching his monitors. He was itching to figure out who that hacker had been. With a whirl of his chair, he went to his kitchen to brew more coffee. Might as well pass the time somehow, he thought to himself.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>She nodded her head as he told her of their plans. So within the course of the next day or so, they would be in the air. Honestly, the idea of being so high had never really occurred to her. She had thought it impossible for humans to be able to fly like birds, but in modern times, she assumed anything was possible. Humans were strange creatures, they could make all these mechanical objects yet they took for granted what nature gave them. It made her sad to know that people had lost the value of nature and all the earthly splendors that she gave, but that's why humans were strange. They were very selfish creatures, wanting more and more not caring about the price to pay. She had seen the villagers become drunk with greed. Always wanting better prices and more for less. They wanted more money and a better way of living. She shuddered at the thought of how the modern people would be like.<br/><br/>She noticed how he tensed and she probably should have said that someone was coming towards them, even though they were not in plain view. She knew that he would be in the zone once she had spoken about it, but alas, she was still not used to conversations. She didn't want to just stand around and say nothing, but she was sure she could have hinted that she sensed something. Then again, she tried not to speak about her Oni side. Although he said he wouldn't let it bother him, she was courteous enough not to talk about her demonic abilities or her cravings for blood. It wasn't exactly a good conversation starter and she was sure that Azrai was still getting used to the idea of her being not human. It was a big concept to understand, the supernatural that is. It was meant to be hidden, due to the irrational fear that humans tended to have about anything out of the norm. That was the main reason why she was isolated and locked away, because she was feared for being anything but human.<br/><br/>They walked away from the secluded area they had been standing in. Shizu had to say that she was very pleased with herself. In that short period of time, she had been able to trust in a complete stranger by telling her true nature. At least she hadn't shown Azrai her true form, this one that she was in now was just for being able to blend in within society. She was sure that he would have had a hell of a time trying to figure out what he was seeing. She scrunched her nose a bit, remembering that she was never supposed to let a human see her change. The human mind was fragile and weak; she knew that it could do some heavy psychological damage on the mind. Not to say that Azrai wasn't capable of handling it but she would be cautious when she felt she was on the edge of changing. Aside from those thoughts, she had also been able to learn a few things about the modern time. It was only a small amount of information but she had enough to quench her curious appetite.<br/><br/>She glanced down at her clothing then she looked at his, before her eyes danced about at everyone around her. He did have a point; her kimono did make her stand out a bit. Everyone else wore these tight looking hakama pants and tighter shirts. "So, I will be wearing clothing that is similar to yours," she said aloud not really expecting an answer. This kimono symbolized a lot of memories. The ones that she had all were her mother's outfits before she died. Her stepfather hadn't had the heart to throw them out, so he had given them to her when she reached a certain age. This style of clothing was all she knew. She looked at the clothing stores that they had, realizing that her kind of fashion was long outdated. It was no wonder that people looked at her with question, she certainly did stray from the modern norm. Unless people thought that she was a Geisha or Maiko, but that wouldn't have made sense, since she kept her hair down. With a slight release of an uneasy breath, she nodded her head.<br/><br/>"I do not know much about the...fashion style of this time but if you think that I would be able to blend in better, I am willingly to try," she said in a hesitant tone. If she took off this kimono, she would lose all that she had left of her mother. Perhaps she could keep the kimono. However, this kimono also represented the past. That past was full of horrors that still shook her to the bone. She knew that getting rid of her kimono would be another step to becoming a new person. It would be another step to starting a new life. She was still hesitant, not sure what was acceptable in this modern society. She was well aware that she needn't worry about showing off her body, like some women and men did, but she did seek approval from Azrai. "If you could possibly tell me what would be suitable for me to choose then I believe that I can find something on my own. Most men either feel uncomfortable or loathe the idea of shopping." She smirked at a memory that came to mind. A guard had been taking her out to buy a ribbon for her hair, he had been her personal guard for years and she knew that even though he didn't like her, he was kind enough to offer an opinion. Which he would always murmur about how much he hated when women asked him about which color looked nice. It was one of the few pleasant memories she had growing up.<br/><br/>They moved slowly through the shopping district, her eyes glancing at different stores. Kimonos were expensive, so it would probably be better off if she stopped wearing them. She eyed what some of the women were wearing, trying to get an idea of what to wear. There were dresses, shorter dresses, pants, tight pants, loose shirts, and much more. She was sure that Azrai had little opinion in fashion, especially women's fashion. She laughed at the image of his impassive face while she asked him about which outfit he liked better. Surely he would shrug his shoulder and say they both looked nice, he was a gentleman like that. She stopped in front of a small shop; she read the sign '75% Discount!' Shizu was a bargain hunter and she assumed that it was because women liked getting the cutest things for a cheap price. "I think that this shop shall be suitable," she said more to herself than the other. She moved through the aisle of clothing, not really used to things being so cluttered. In her village everything was placed spaciously throughout the store. She turned around to look at Azrai, her brows crinkled a bit and she looked a bit frustration. "I have no idea how to wear any of these clothes." It probably been funny for a normal girl to say it, trying to be dramatic, however Shizu was dead serious. She wasn't sure how these outfits worked. At least with kimono, it was simply layer after layer until it was all tied together with a matching obi. Why would anyone want to change from the simple way of dressing? Humans were weird.