http://sparkplasma.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] sparkplasma.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2007-04-26 12:40 am

Mock Interview? [Completed]

Character(s): Ivan, Laharl, and later an uninvited guest
Content: Laharl and Ivan finally get around to meeting. Important stuff goes down. Then Larxene shows up and starts stabbing people.
Setting: Havasu Medical Center, lobby
Time: after they talk about meeting. probably before dinner.
Warnings: Larxene vs. Laharl. Collateral damage ensues.

The trip to the hospital would have been a lot quicker and less nerve-wracking if Ivan had known what a train was. But he hadn't, so he'd walked, the whole way figuratively looking over his shoulder for fear that whatever had gotten Bloo and Syaoran was still out there. He knew it was kind of silly to worry about something like that, without any reason to think they hadn't just up and ditched him, beyond that they'd seriously disappeared the second he turned his back and he couldn't sense them anywhere...

All the way to the hospital, the one question he couldn't shake from his mind was why was he even going here. He'd known Laharl for maybe ten minutes, supposedly the guy was some kind of demon... but he realized what it was by the time he opened the front door and stepped anxiously into the hospital's lobby.

Whatever other world he'd landed in, his friends weren't here. If he didn't seek somebody out, he'd be on his own, and that... no. Between the creatures and people disappearing and the other worlds and everything - well, if he thought about it, Laharl seemed like his best chance of getting back home right now.

And if he didn't think about it - and he hadn't much - he just didn't want to be stranded.
overlords_wrath: (Surprised)

[personal profile] overlords_wrath 2007-04-27 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
There had been no chance at all to react to the split second realization that something was behind him. In that second he already had felt something sharp stab painfully into his back. A look of shock bolted across his face.

He grimaced letting out a grunt of pain, gritting his teeth as he clutched at his side as pain spread through his back.

Pain was quickly replaced with anger as he glared up at the blond haired women. "You..."

He left the kunai be for now, as he had no idea what to expect from her, and was hesitant to take the moment to pull it out when he could be reaching for his sword, which is what he did instead. His scarf shifted to his side at his silent command as he seemed to pull the large sword from the scarf, lifting the blade that was as long as he was tall as if it were nothing.

Holding it up in a defensive stance, he watched her carefully as this was the first time he'd ever set his own eyes on her, despite their many communications on the journals. The irony that she had appeared just as he'd been talking about attacking her was not lost on him. Had she been watching? Or was it some extremely stupid coincidence?

"Larxene... What the hell do you want?" Laharl practically snarled.

If she thought she was going to take him down by merely stabbing him in the back with a knife, she had another thing coming.