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.

[identity profile] atwelthstorm.livejournal.com 2007-04-27 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Her attack wasn't without merit. She just had to wait, and this was going to be the hard part, until the drug took effect. There was no point in taking chances, after all, with such an important guest. Her eyes wandered over towards the other, just for a moment, before she dismissed him.

"Laharl, would you like to play a game of... tag? Because," she announced with a giggle. "I believe you're it now. And no tag-backs!"

She called her kunai to her hands, to give Laharl the impression that she was actually serious about fighting. She wasn't-- it had been an interesting enough day for her, and she really didn't feel the need to add any other accomplishments to her list. Why, if she did, they'd have to promote her a few numbers.

She actually liked the idea of that, though it'd never happen.

She smiled ruefully at Laharl, her voice lyrical and teasing, "Alright, Laharl-sama~! Here I am."

A flash of lightning, and she was behind him again, another giggle escaping her lips. "And now I'm here!"

She vanished again before he could swing at her. No thanks, she didn't want him to be able to lop her head off just yet... Especially over such a pathetic fight as this.