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[thetrollprince]

Characters: Hibiya King Orihara Izaya and you~
Location: The Plaza!
Time: Evening
Style: Action or prose.
Status: Open

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[ninthserenade]

[When he's suddenly pointed at, Demyx has to look both ways before he points at himself, eyebrows arched up under his hat. Behind him, his tail flicks in confusion, because what did he say?]

Er... R-Ride me?

[thetrollprince]

But of course!

[He brings his hand back to his face. Hmmm. He examines the man before him.]

You may not be the ideal steed but you will do for now. I require you to get upon your hands and knees at this very moment, peasant.

[ninthserenade]

W-Wait, what? Oh, as if, dude. I am not crawling around like a dog to carry you around!

[thetrollprince]

...Why not?

[He looks sincerely perplexed.]

[ninthserenade]

Cuz I shouldn't have to, dude.

[thetrollprince]

But I am your king.

Who are your parents? They should have raised you with more dignity. You are useless to my kingdom and therefor should be exiled!

[ninthserenade]

If you're my king then I'm the freakin' pope.

[thetrollprince]

...The pope?

[His eyes widen for a moment but then he scowls.]

...Of course you're not the pope. I've met the pope. You are not him.

[He taps his chin.]

Tch. [Waving a hand to dismiss you now oookaaaay.]

Be on your way, peasant. I have no use for those who do not pledge their allegiance.