Laharl VS Mao! FIGHT! [Active]

[overlords_wrath]

Character(s): Laharl and Mao
Content: Mao stole Laharl's video games... who cares if they might not really be real or something. PRINCIPAL.
Setting: The 6th floor, Netherworld, the Stellar Graveyard
Time: Noon
Warnings: MANY.


This wasn't really so much about the video games, it was more just the whole principal of the thing--at least, that's what Laharl was telling himself. Even if he had, maybe, let his temper get the best of him and maybe this was stupid, the thought of that white haired freak nosing around the room bugged him no end. It also wasn't like this was the first time Mao had pissed him off; he'd this coming for awhile now.

There was also the fact he hadn't had an all out fight in a long time. If he was going to beat the boss of this place, he needed to be in top form, especially after all that had happened lately. This could be a good warm up for the big event, if nothing else, providing Mao was half as good as he said he was.

Laharl had been careful to escape the castle without being seen. The challenge had been public after all. He knew Flonne could be around any corner ready to give in a lecture. His mother probably wouldn't be pleased about this either, but it wasn't enough to dissuade him at this point.

It had been a long time since he'd been in the Stellar Graveyard; not since the humans had tried to invade the Netherworld. It was quiet and empty--it was the perfect place for this. Now to just find Mao...

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[overlords_wrath]

"I know that!" he replied, bristling a little. "But that's not how it works... not for me--not for demons."

Laharl folded his arms tightly across his chest. "I need to fight, sometimes," he tried to explain. It might have started from him losing his temper, but he'd been curious of just what this other demon's strength was for a long time. He, admittedly, didn't think Mao was really as strong as him, but it seemed there was more to him than Laharl had thought. It troubled him to think he might've been about to lose there--had his skills slipped that far? Or was this a lingering problem from being sealed? ...Or could it go further back?

Either way, as much as Laharl thought Mao was still an idiot and a freak, there was a certain level of respect. Not many demons could go toe to toe with him like that.

[lovesamidboss]

Lo-and-behold... Gwen actually caved.

Or tried to compromise, anyway.

"Well, could you at least try to fight as sparring? Not to... solve your problems." Her gaze dropped to his scarf, where he had hid the games. "Or video game related problems."

[overlords_wrath]

Laharl cringed again. It had started out about Mao being in his room, but as soon as it had turned into a challenge, he hadn't really even thought again about the video games. Still, he was a little baffled by his mother's suggestion.

"Dad never took you to the Dark Assembly, did he?" he uttered, wryly, not really answering her one way or the other.

[lovesamidboss]

She looked curious at his reply. Yeah, there were some things Gwen didn't know about.

"No, it doesn't sound familiar," she answered. "I suppose it would give me other insights?"

[overlords_wrath]

"You could say that," Laharl replied, pondering for a moment whether to explain how the Dark Assembly worked or not. Well, if he didn't have to right now, he'd rather not. "Ask Dad some time," he suggested. It was clearly his fault, after all, that his mother didn't really know about it.

[lovesamidboss]

"I'll be sure to do that. But for now?" She smiled a little. "Try to keep out of trouble?"

Except being related to Krichevskoy and herself probably meant that he was incapable of doing so.

Small dreams.

Maybe he'd at least keep out of trouble where she couldn't run across him.