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[You know what's a really bad way to wake up? Waking up inside of a coffin is what's a really bad way to wake up! In his initial panic at waking up trapped in that small, tight space, Lloyd doesn't even register the pendant hanging around his neck, or the picture lying in the coffin with him. No, Lloyd's panic means he's slamming against the walls, the lid-

Oh. The lid isn't locked. It slams open, allowing Lloyd to sit up and gulp grateful breaths of air.

Grateful until he realizes just what it is he's sitting in. With a yelp, Lloyd all but flies out of the box. Wait. Holy crap, those aren't his arms! That's not his body!]

What's going on?!

[...that isn't his voice, either!

A few minutes later, after Lloyd's spotted his reflection...]

LAHARL!

[Vatheon, that's one angry face shouting through the SFC. One angry demon face, not an angry teen.]

I don't know what you're up to now, but I swear I'll put a stop to it! Now give me back my body!

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It's different when someone's trying to kill you than when they're trying to put their teeth in your neck! Trying to kill me is just a normal fight. Drinking my blood is... is... It's not something you can just fight back!

[Laharl, what. Who has a wardrobe like this?

Wait, does this mean Lloyd's commando right now? (Actually, you don't need to answer that.)]

...what's a fetish? And where're the rest of your clothes?

Sure it is. You just punch them in the face. Besides, I've bitten people in fights before.

[Someone who wears the same thing all the time.]

I'm not explaining fetishes to you while you're in my body. And what do you mean, where are the rest?

[Erk. Laharl bites people, too?]

But you're not drinking their blood, are you?

[Lloyd wears the same thing a lot of the time, too, but he still has things like underwear and shirts!]

What does being in your body have to do with this? And I mean the rest. This is only half your clothes, right?

Nah. [With a smirk, he casually adds:] Back home, if I feel like blood, I can just buy a bottle.

[It isn't human blood but hey. Oh look, there's his building. Almost there.]

That's everything.

What?!

[Lloyd nearly drops the SFC. He stares at Laharl, horrified. The matter of Laharl's lack of shirts is completely forgotten right now.]

You can't be serious! Who would do something like that?!

What, bottle blood or drink it? It's true it doesn't taste the same when it's cooled.

Either! Both! That means someone out there kills people just to bottle their blood and sell it! And other people buy it! What kind of monsters are they?!

Demons.

[He's not going to correct Lloyd on any of his assumptions, because it's more amusing that way. But hey, guess what? He's at his apartment now. He turns off the SFC and immediately following, Lloyd will hear a loud banging on the door.]

[Oh hell no. Lloyd jumps up and scrambles for the door, making sure it's locked. After a scare story like that, no way is he opening up!]

Who's there?!

Who do you think, idiot? Open up!

[He'd break in except it's his own door.]

If you think I'm letting you in, you're crazy! I won't let you drink my blood!

[As soon as the door's locked, he does a frantic search of the room for something he use to block the door with. His eyes land on Laharl's coffin. Is he strong enough in this body to move it?

Only one way to find out!]

Like I'd want to drink your blood anyway! You probably taste terrible.

[Definitely strong enough. The coffin won't feel all that heavy, mostly just unweildy.]

You're just saying that because I'm in your body right now.

[Aljlsakdjf wait, he doesn't want to give Laharl the idea that he thinks he might be tasty normally.]

Not that you're wrong! I'm not tasty at all!

[Oh, hey, it's pretty easy to move this thing. Not that he couldn't have moved it normally - he does have an angel's strength, when he thinks to actually use it - but this kind of strength feels a lot more natural.

Hm. Hopefully Laharl won't figure out just how strong he is. This barrier might not hold long.]

I'm not going to bite you whatever body you're in! Just open up already! What are you doing in there?

[Pound pound pound. He really doesn't want to have to break his own stuff.]

You just said you drink blood! Why should I believe you?

[Dang, there's not much else in here that Lloyd could use that would do much good in a barricade.]

I'm keeping you out! What do you think? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't!

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Because I'm a pickier eater than that!

[Kicking at the door and making a ruckus.]

You'll have to come out sometime! There's hardly any food in there!

[Hunger is an excellent reason okay.]

You can't be too picky if you're even drinking blood at all!

[Aw man. Dammit, it is a good reason. Lloyd's been in Vatheon long enough to know that these curses tend to last a week. He can't go that long without food!]

What do you even want anyway?

I want my body back!

I want mine back too!

[Then, for a moment, Lloyd goes quiet, the exchange clicking into place.]

...you think you can switch us back if I let you inside?

[It's a cautious question, not an offer. He still isn't convinced Laharl's safe.]

[...he hadn't really thought about the how of it. But it's his body! Surely he can take it back?]

...maybe.

[The idea that it could be that simple is tempting. Could it really be that easy, though? And what would Laharl do if he succeeds and they switch? Lloyd's safe enough at the moment, since he's in Laharl's body, but that obviously won't be the case anymore after they switch back.

Even so, it's hard to resist the lure of even the possibility of a solution to this.]

...if I open this door, you have to promise you won't try to attack me when you're done.

I don't make promises.

...but I'm not interested in fighting in my own apartment.

[Whether or not Laharl makes promises, Lloyd hears one in the way the demon says that. Slowly, cautiously, he drags the coffin back - not all the way, but enough for him to crack the door open once he unlocks it.]

If you do anything funny, I'm breaking your stuff, I swear.

[Laharl glowers back at him through the crack... at his own face! ugh.]

You break any of my stuff, and I can guarantee something of yours'll be breaking, too.

[Lloyd scowls right back (and man is that weird when it feels like he's scowling at himself), but that's probably as close to declaring a truce as they're likely going to get. He shoved the coffin back so he can open the door the rest of the way.]

So, what's your plan?

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