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[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

[Action]


[Times are troubled, sure, but that's no reason not to go on a lovely stroll through the park. Is... is that a homeless child sleeping on that bench? In broad daylight? Fortunately he's short and skinny enough to use his enormous scarf as a blanket. Won't really help him if he gets murdered, though. It's really a crying shame, this economy.

He sleepily mumbles something about exploding pudding and begins to stir.]


[Later; also action but not as public]

[KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK on the door of Room 1313 of Bay View Hotel!]

I'm sick of playing hobo, dammit! Let me in right now! I order you!

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[toomanypetals.livejournal.com]

[...]

[Shit. Tug on his heartstrings harder, why don't you.]

[Have a coat? ;;]

[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

[Still pretty much sleep-talking, but getting a little closer to consciousness. Also he brushed the coat off kind of annoyed!]

Leave me alone, old man...

[toomanypetals.livejournal.com]

[...Snort. There's something very familiar about that.]

[Coat back on there though, pwahaha.]

Oi. I'm not old. And a bench is a shitty place to sleep.

[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

Tell me about it...


[...Wait. Stretch and yawn time.]


Who the hell do you think you are, watching me sleep?

[toomanypetals.livejournal.com]

I wasn't. Tch. Not my fault you're sleeping out in public on a bench.

[He really just got there.]

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[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

[No. No. You took in Maiya, Kiri. You took in Shirou. Let. It. Go.]

...

Are you alright?

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[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

ASSASSIN!

[He falls off the bench punching at midair.]

[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

[...]



I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

You're sleeping in a park bench. They grant us rooms when we get here.

[The thought that he's a civilian never crosses his mind. Shirtless. Long scarf. Antennae, Laharl.]

[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

...It's a matter of pride. I doubt you'd understand.

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

[More right than he thinks.]

...You don't look like the type to have assassins after you. Bad dream?

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[spacepeach.livejournal.com]

Oh! A-are you okay?

[MOMO places a hand on the boy's shoulder.]

[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[spacepeach.livejournal.com]

You don't seem okay... Why are you sleeping out here? It isn't safe.

[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

Maybe I just want to. I can take care of myself!

[spacepeach.livejournal.com]

Why would you want to sleep outside? Isn't it cold?

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[gaveupfeeling.livejournal.com]

...it's very tempting to kill you now.

[Feel the force of that stare, Laharl.]

[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

[Rolls over. He doesn't feel the need to sit up to troll you.]


An angel, suffering temptation? You really are half-baked.

[gaveupfeeling.livejournal.com]

It is a weakness of this body and nothing more.

[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

Sounds more like your mind than your body to me.

[gaveupfeeling.livejournal.com]

The body is what has forced my mind into weakness. Someone as low as you wouldn't understand.

[sexy-beams.livejournal.com]

Hey, Flooonne! Get the door!

[fellfromgraces.livejournal.com]

Okay!

[Flonne swings the door open and smiles brightly, as though nothing is wrong.]

Hi, Laharl!

[She says this loud enough so Etna can hear, even though with Laharl's yelling she's pretty sure Etna knows who was at the door.]

[yournewoverlord.livejournal.com]

[Laharl squeezes right past her before saying another word.]


Ha! I'm staying here whether you like it or not now!

[sexy-beams.livejournal.com]

[ Just idly clicking through the channels from the couch. ]

Whatever you say, Prince. Keep it down.