Naoya [12]

[un_forgetting]

Who: Naoya and Laharl
Where: Edennel 1314
Style: Third!
Status: Closed (PM us if you're on the thirteenth floor and want in.)
Warning: There is a reasonable chance violence may end up being involved. :|b

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[demonichymn]

Laharl slammed the door open, ignoring the possibility that it was locked as he stormed into the apartment, his eyes ablaze.

"I don't have time for this shit." He glared at Naoya. "I've got other stuff to do that doesn't involve dipshits."

[un_forgetting]

Naoya laughed, a sound somewhat akin to shattering glass, and stood up, picking up the knife as he went. Oh, he was already angry...that made this better.

"I think you've forgotten something very important in calling out my name so casually, Laharl."

He took a step forward, the clack of his geta echoing in the mostly empty room.

"I am the first murderer...at my age, do you think I'd think twice about killing you?"

[demonichymn]

"I'm not afraid of you, Naoya."

Laharl grinned. "...You can't kill me."

[un_forgetting]

"And I wouldn't. But I can hurt you, Laharl. And you are not allowed to attack me."

The command cracks across the room, and Naoya's smirk grows. The contract seems to have a powerful enough effect on Laharl that it'll hold...for long enough.

"You're not afraid of me, but that only proves you're a fool. Because you really should be."