ROOM || 008

[cant_getoveryou]

*sitting at the table that's been thoroughly cleaned since Sean's cooking escapades the day before; Blaine has a small stack of papers that can be recognized as school work; alphabet, simple words and the like that Chii loaned him*

Ugh. [Fucking Russian. Why did I decide to learn this again?] *pushes away from the table and getting some water*

Comments

[makainoou]

*wanders into the apartment as easily as if he owned it, apparently looking for someone--or something judging by the way he also glances at those kitchen cabinets.*

Aren't you a little old for schoolwork?

[cant_getoveryou]

*looking at Laharl like 'WTF don't people knock?'* Not at all.

And what can I help you with today, Little Overlord? *props head on hand*

[makainoou]

*in the Netherworld? are you kidding?*

Nothing, unless you can cook.

[cant_getoveryou]

I can always try and find out.

[makainoou]

That doesn't sound like it'd be up to anyone's standards.

[cant_getoveryou]

*laughs* Good. Then you won't come pestering me to cook at your leisure.

[makainoou]

Tch. You realize that just makes you expendable.

[cant_getoveryou]

Unless you plan on doing the job yourself, I won't worry about it.

[makainoou]

I wouldn't rule that out.

[cant_getoveryou]

And what benefit would you get by offing me, hm?

[makainoou]

Not much, right now. You don't annoy me enough.

[cant_getoveryou]

*gonna go back to his papers* Lucky me. I get to live another day. *brief glance at Laharl* Anything else you wanted, Highness?

[makainoou]

Technically it's "Your Majesty."

[cant_getoveryou]

What's the difference? *looks at the next page of his papers*

[makainoou]

"Highness" would be like for a prince.

[cant_getoveryou]

*pause* Well, you do look more 'prince' sized.