Gambit (IC)

Nuke contemplated Dee's words. "Do you know what kind of presence it is or where it is leading us?" he asked. This news was concerning. Although, if it is guiding us, perhaps there is something we need to do. Hopefully the presence is not malevolent whatever it is He thought

Zal-Tek frowned, irritated. He only knew of one being more powerful than him, and saying that creature was bad news was far beyond an understatement. But then, it couldn't be him, as he was also painfully blunt and never bothered to hide himself. Which meant... This was a new being, that he had never encountered before. One he knew nothing about.

He narrowed his eyes, determined. "Then we had best move, or we'll never know." With that, he started walking again, faster than before.

"I wonder where it wants us to go, or more specifically, what are we going to find there" replied Nuke. Not able to get out of the forest. Well I guess that means teleportation, at least long range, is blocked. On foot might not be though
He agreed with Zal-Tek's course of action though, and started walking with him. He kept his senses on high alert, taking in the tiniest detail of everything. Hopefully if something came to them it wouldn't teleport.

Zal-Tek hardly faltered, taking it all in stride.  He laughed.  "I don't breathe fire, because I'm not a dragon," he said, "close, though.  I'm a drake." He smirked, "I can do a lot of other things, though, and if you like fire..."

Two flames burst into existence, slowly circling his neck.  One was gold, and the other was a deep red, matching his eyes.  "This good enough for you?"

Nuke smiled a little bit as Whitefire seemed to lose her years and started skipping around as a child. He thought back to the various flowers in his gardens at the Platinum Palace. He did enjoy flowers sometimes.
While he thought about this, he was also observing their environment, and pondered about his presence Dee had told them about. While he didn't really know any alternative to following the course that they were taking, he couldn't help a slightly ominous feeling. He had dealt with a lot of powerful beings in the past, and usually when they just yanked beings from other places somewhere, it wasn't for a tea party.

Zal-Tek chuckled, banishing the flames and watching them flicker out.  "I can do all sorts of other things," he said, "most of it's not all that flashy though."  He decided he had no reason not to show off, given the circumstances.  He would most likely be forced to use some of his more powerful abilities soon anyway.

"You already saw I can teleport, I also have a pocket dimension, can disguise myself...  Lots of things, but most of it's specialized," he added, "I wouldn't be able to show you."  Well, he could show her now, but no one would really like it. "What about you?" he asked, making sure to start walking again before they were left behind.

Zal-Tek raised a skeptical eyebrow.  He greatly doubted she had the power to do that to him, at least not permanently, and certainly not if he had enough warning to protect himself.  He noted that he, too, could notice a lot of things others couldn't, for several reasons.  He would have to remember to take extra care if he ever needed to lie to her.

He frowned, "dancing?"  He didn't dance often, and he certainly doubted he knew any dances that Whitefire did, considering their obvious differences.  "I suppose I could dance, if I wanted to, but I don't practice often."

Nuke stood and listened as Whitefire messed with Zal-Tek. A slight smile tugged at a corner of his mouth. Whitefire's claims about disintegrating someone into dust were interesting, although the ultimate test would would be on the battlefield.
Along with this he analyzed Whitefire. Her switching of personalities seemed rather bipolar in nature, although bipolar disorder usually manifested more in a happy to anger way.

"Now?" Zal-Tek asked, surprised, "is now, uh, really that great of a time?"  He chuckled, "dancing isn't exactly my strong point, anyway..."  He brought himself up onto two legs for a moment, before starting to lose his balance and dropping back onto all fours.  "At least," he smirked, "not with a partner."

Zal-Tek looked even more skeptical, but shrugged.  "Alright," he said, shifting his weight so he could keep his balance better, "but if I fall on top of you, I'm not going to be held responsible."  He looked down at his feet, then laughed, "you're lucky I have good balance.  This is not normal."

Zal-Tek rolled his eyes. He could envision himself in a suit right now, and it wasn't as 'dashing' as one would think. He hadn't lied, though, when he wanted to, he had very good balance, and managed to stay on his hind legs. Of course, if he had really needed to do something like this, it would he easier to just disguise himself, but for this? Might as well keep a few things to himself.

Regardless, he couldn't do a lot on two legs in this shape, so he instead opted for something similar to leaping. He would almost drop to all fours, jump gracefully to a new position, then push himself back up, all in one fluid motion. It was still strange, and he had to question why he had agreed to do it, but he seriously doubted it could hurt him, and it was amusing.

Zal-Tek didn't fall.  In fact, once they got going, he stopped looking like he was going to fall at all.  Whether this was because he was getting better, or because he was using magic, it was hard to tell.  He did quickly learn that he could use his thick tail to help him balance, and even push off the ground if he needed to.  At some point, he realized he was smiling.  "I wouldn't blame you," he replied, "but I'm beginning to doubt that's going to happen."