I Live Among The Creatures Of The Night [ACTIVE/CLOSED]

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Character(s): Larxene and Zetta
Content: Larxene and Zetta meet up for some possible quality ploy time.
Setting: Near the Cheap Prayer.
Time: Night.
Warnings: None.


It was quite a surprise that she managed to get into contact with that Zetta demon again after the initial rejection back in the journals. She figured he was one of those "I can do it myself" powerful, egotistic, hot-headed personalities that were rather annoying, and he probably still was. It's why she found it interesting that he was willing to meet up with her now, and that she was waiting for him to come, hooded and cloaked by the darkness of the night. She had been in silence for a long while, too much, she believed. And it was playtime again. With a small-time partner or tool for her to use by her side, an idea might crop up to finally go through that promised visit to Laharl. Nonetheless, she had to keep her guard up if things didn't turn out as expected. Supposedly, demons actually had morals, and she was the evilest of all that ever eviled.

She smirked amusingly to herself.

What a nice title~.

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He didn't really know a lot about this Larxene chick. Apparently that blue-haired brat didn't like her--and man was that an understatement--and that had been good enough for him, at first. Especially since she seemed to like the idea of messing with him. The kid had said something about her being worse than most demons, but, honestly, he didn't know what to expect out of that, since apparently sexy women bothered the ever-loving crap out of him.

So when Larxene contacted again, asking to meet, Zetta was willing to give it a shot. She was one of the few people in this place that he didn't seriously dislike, so maybe he'd actually have a conversation that didn't end in him wanting to beat something up this time. Hopefully.

Zetta stood near the bar she'd designated as a meeting place, his arms crossed as he looked around for the woman. He couldn't really remember exactly what she looked like, but hopefully she wouldn't be too hard to spot. It wasn't like he was.

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Larxene had seen him when he arrived, though she was out of view as she continued to mold with the darkness. Cautious approach was the best method to take in case he was up to something. From what she could tell, he wasn't. Yet. Therefore, she deemed it fine to show herself until given a reason otherwise. She wasn't going to sugar-coat her real personality like she did the other idiots with a "Meallan" either. That character was sickening and she couldn't believe such stupidity existed in the universe to fall for that one. Not that she did a bad job - her acting was rather top notch for being a cookie-cutter, spunky ditz. Those were the kind of girls that they were usually surrounded by anyway, especially Sora: weak, damsels in distress, crybabies, innocent, sweet, and most importantly, dull. It was pathetic, but it probably made him need to play that cliche hero role so much more. This Zetta wouldn't seem to take offense to who she really was.

Regardless, whether he had some ploy in mind or not, it wasn't anything she couldn't handle.

Stepping from the wall, since they weren't really that far from each other, she walked towards him, wondering if the way he looked will garner some attention. He stuck out like a sore thumb. Actually, he almost reminded her of Axel, with the wild red hair, and those marks close to his eyes. They had some weird similarities.

Then again, Laharl did have her forelocks, for some reason.

She frowned displeasingly at the thought. She had to make a mental note on finally cutting them off when she saw him.

Putting that behind her for when she was bored, however, she stood in front of the demon now, crossing her arms in a beguiling manner and smirking as the hood screened her visage. She had to make sure she didn't say anything that may steer this away from what she wanted. Though she always had a sharp tongue that people just didn't appreciate. "So, we meet. I would think you wouldn't show up after last time, being that I'm such a bad girl to your blue little rag doll~."