No Tell Motel

He wasn't sure he would sleep through a wormhole opening around him, but obviously he had, because he was not where he'd been an hour or so ago. Which was stretched out along Tenku's roof basking.

Now he was... elsewhere. The human world if he could guess, or a pocket dimension of it. He was not in his battle form, which meant he hadn't been summoned though he knew he wouldn't have slept through that, and if this was a place within the human world then it had special laws unto itself. Not entirely unusual.

A good taste of the air told him he probably did not want to stay over long. Artificially induced heat maybe enjoyable to most, but he was a snake.

Standing, he took in the room and his changed appearance with a distracted hiss. His leathers had been replaced with some woven fabric that clung, black mostly, though the shirt was of some lighter color. He had no clue which. his visor and claws remained, but his shackles and collar were gone, something that disturbed him more than being randomly redressed.

Was it supposed to mean something, the lack of visible restraints? Was this someone or something's way of sending a message? Or was it merely whim? The remnants of his imprisoning chains were absent, and yet the obvious artifices of the Emperor's power remained.

The bond to Tsuzuki remained as well. A puzzle.

With another hiss he walked out of the bedroom accommodations and proceeded to try and find an exit. Wherever he was, it would not be safe for others of he stayed overlong, and then Tsuzuki would be upset. An upset Tsuzuki was not a rational one.

((ooc: Touda is dressed up as a Star Trek Science officer. Blue Shirt.))