Well this is it, now. Everybody get down... [Open]
Characters: Squalo and Bel, and anyone who wants to be a victim
Location: The Carnival
Rating: PG-13, probably going up for language. Or homicide attempts
Time: Last day of the carnival.
Description: Come along and meet the fruits of eighteen years of Squalo's nurturing talents.
He hadn't planned on coming to the carnival until much later, but then, Bel's arrival had him in actual high spirits. Not that he'd ever admit it, not even under torture, but he felt safer... relaxed having the Prince at his heels. What that said about Squalo, considering Bel was a psychotic sociopath with very little qualms about gutting someone for looking at him funny, well, it better went unsaid. Bel was family, and even if he was from a different time, his relationship with the kid was less complicated than with Xanxus.
Bel was just fun to have around, and Squalo welcomed the challenge and the excitement.
Squalo stepped out of the boat with a flick of his hair, looking around the carnival to see if anything was different from the day before. Nothing much, but it was still a noisy, busy place. He looked over to Bel with a risen eyebrow.
"So, your highness, what's the veredict?"
Location: The Carnival
Rating: PG-13, probably going up for language. Or homicide attempts
Time: Last day of the carnival.
Description: Come along and meet the fruits of eighteen years of Squalo's nurturing talents.
He hadn't planned on coming to the carnival until much later, but then, Bel's arrival had him in actual high spirits. Not that he'd ever admit it, not even under torture, but he felt safer... relaxed having the Prince at his heels. What that said about Squalo, considering Bel was a psychotic sociopath with very little qualms about gutting someone for looking at him funny, well, it better went unsaid. Bel was family, and even if he was from a different time, his relationship with the kid was less complicated than with Xanxus.
Bel was just fun to have around, and Squalo welcomed the challenge and the excitement.
Squalo stepped out of the boat with a flick of his hair, looking around the carnival to see if anything was different from the day before. Nothing much, but it was still a noisy, busy place. He looked over to Bel with a risen eyebrow.
"So, your highness, what's the veredict?"