[thread] now baby, listen baby, don't ya treat me this-a way
Who: Belphegor and Larxene
Where: some abandoned warehouse
When: later at night
Summary: Bel goes awandering and finds a new best friend. or something.
Rating: PG-13 for now
A delicate hum emerged from his lips, the words scrambled and inaudible, but the tune strong. A peppy, upbeat sort of song that he heard somewhere, sometime. He couldn't remember the words but they weren't important, only things the prince deemed were important actually were. But he was a little bored, with the way he was wandering down past the large row of warehouses, stopping outside of one and then entering merely out of curiousity. What was a prince to do?
His silly roommate was being boring and scarce, and Silly Minatsuki had been thoroughly avoiding him. Maybe he should rat her plan out but no one would believe the scary prince who cut her up, which was their loss. How annoying. There just seemed to be no interesting people lately, and that was very frustrating to him. He had nothing to do and he hated being bored. Thunk thunk thunk. His thick-soled boots made loud footsteps as he walked through the darkened warehouse, staring up at the cracked windows and the ceiling that was hidden in the shadows.
Thunk thunk thunk.
Rhythmic, and in time, he really had nothing to do. Maybe he would cut up a few rats or something and hang them from wires off the walls and ceilings. But that would be interesting just for a little bit and then he would grow tired of it soon, with the crimson dripdripdripping and making little sounds as it hit the floor. As he walked further back, something caught his eye and he tilted his head to the side, staring at this figure that was sitting in a corner.
"Who're you?"
Where: some abandoned warehouse
When: later at night
Summary: Bel goes awandering and finds a new best friend. or something.
Rating: PG-13 for now
A delicate hum emerged from his lips, the words scrambled and inaudible, but the tune strong. A peppy, upbeat sort of song that he heard somewhere, sometime. He couldn't remember the words but they weren't important, only things the prince deemed were important actually were. But he was a little bored, with the way he was wandering down past the large row of warehouses, stopping outside of one and then entering merely out of curiousity. What was a prince to do?
His silly roommate was being boring and scarce, and Silly Minatsuki had been thoroughly avoiding him. Maybe he should rat her plan out but no one would believe the scary prince who cut her up, which was their loss. How annoying. There just seemed to be no interesting people lately, and that was very frustrating to him. He had nothing to do and he hated being bored. Thunk thunk thunk. His thick-soled boots made loud footsteps as he walked through the darkened warehouse, staring up at the cracked windows and the ceiling that was hidden in the shadows.
Thunk thunk thunk.
Rhythmic, and in time, he really had nothing to do. Maybe he would cut up a few rats or something and hang them from wires off the walls and ceilings. But that would be interesting just for a little bit and then he would grow tired of it soon, with the crimson dripdripdripping and making little sounds as it hit the floor. As he walked further back, something caught his eye and he tilted his head to the side, staring at this figure that was sitting in a corner.
"Who're you?"