Who: Belphegor & Hyuuga Neji
When: December 22, afternoon
Where: The forest
What: A rematch
Warnings: Lots of fighting & blood, probably some swearing
Belphegor had eased himself steady onto a branch of a large tree, watching the snow fall through the winding of twigs and branches which stretched upward into the pale grey sky. He felt relatively calm, in his element even, if only because he had planned out exactly what he was going to do to that guy. He had many plans actually, because spontaneity was half of the thrill, and they whrilled through his mind like a morbid roulette- but they all ended the same way, and that's all that mattered.
He had already called his storm mink out; it was resting on his shoulder peacefully as he waited. Its tail swished quietly against his fur hood, and it gave him a semblance of warmth against the still winter air. And the moment Belphegor sensed something approaching, its ears perked up in a nature that could only be described as hivemind.
That guy was here. Bel could sense it. He smiled.