004 - [Accidental Video]

[makainoou]

[The video feed opens onto what was once a living room but which at this point is better described as a sty. Discarded food wrappers, game cartridges, and open books litter the floor. If Laharl owned more clothes, there would probably be dirty laundry, too, but thankfully there's just one pair of shoes in there somewhere.

A large television is the primary source of light in the room. Incongruously, a plush rabbit sits atop the TV, looking a little worse for wear.

The center of the room is occupied by an open coffin, where Laharl is sitting cross-legged, a controller in his hands. He looks to be playing an underwater racing game and, of course, growling to himself as he plays.]

Stupid seahorse, get the hell out of my way.

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[makainoou]

[Laharl takes second place with a good few seconds behind Sola, and this time he does throw the controller at him.]

This doesn't even count! It's just a stupid game!

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[replicatedcourage]

[Sola manages to block his face from the controller at the last moment.]

Ow!

It does too count! We made a deal, Laharl!

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[makainoou]

A deal I knew you'd honor. Like hell if I'm going to!

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[replicatedcourage]

W- That's not fair! It's a deal! I thought demons have to follow deals they make!

[He's been doing some reading, though he doesn't know that demons from different worlds might have different rules.]

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[makainoou]

Tch. You expect that out of a spoken deal? It'd take a more powerful magic than you're capable of to bind me to any agreement.

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[replicatedcourage]

[In a somewhat ironic burst of anger, Sola promptly beans Laharl in the forehead with his controller and stomps out.]

Don't ever talk to me again, you jerk!

[He is so done with this shit.]

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[makainoou]

[Ow!]

W- What the hell was that for!?

[...the sad part is he really doesn't know.]