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[demon-mictain.livejournal.com]

Time: July 27, 2000 -- after Mictain meets Uriel
Place: War's Room
Status: Private (Mictain, War) -- Complete
Summary: Sharing information.


Mictain knocked on War's door, wanting to share with someone just what he had discovered. He hadn't really believed Uriel would just use or cheat anybody like that -- no, she was too angelic to do that. Besides, she couldn't lie to save her life, so she couldn't have told Pestilence she cared about him if she didn't.

None of it made sense, though. It didn't seem probable Pestilence would leave her just like that, yet she claimed he had. After all that stuff about being ready to die for the angel, even. He suspected Uriel wasn't telling the exact truth. Or, rather, she was telling what she believed to be the truth, as she indeed couldn't lie, but there had to be more to it than just that. He suspected he'd have to know Pestilence's view on the matter also to understand the whole picture.

Two heads were usually better than one, though. Maybe sharing this new information with War would help.

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[swords-love-me.livejournal.com]

War choked back a laugh at the image she'd suddenly got in her head. She didn't think Mictain would appreciate knowing that his words had just given her an image of him being the demonic embodiment of fight-burn-kill then rushing out with bandages afterwards.

"I wasn't planning to get hurt in that match - like I said, it's a test match, with practice swords. The aim is to finally figure out which of us is more skilful or stronger - better, essentially - not to beat the stuffing out of each other. Or that was the impression I had, anyway," she finished, giving him a half-teasing, half-quizzical look.

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"I never said we were going to beat each other badly," Mictain said, laughing. "It's just that, if a human girls gets you bruised, in what condition will you be after fighting with me, practice or not?" He then smirked, raising his hands in a defensive gesture. "Okay, okay, I'll forget about that... for now."

[swords-love-me.livejournal.com]

The childish nature of the demon's teasing had made War feel childish too - so she stuck her tongue out at him.

"Another part of our test match will be that it's pre-arranged and we'll be focussed - something I definitely wasn't when I attacked her."

She stretched and stood up. "Unless you're particularly keen on hanging around my bedroom, how about we head down to the bar and find a drink, seeing as it seems we've had our dose of sleuthing for today?"

[demon-mictain.livejournal.com]

Mictain smirked and nodded. "Sounds like a plan," he said. Yes, he really could use a drink now.

[swords-love-me.livejournal.com]

"First one's on me," she said, as she walked over to the door and yanked it open, "As a thank you. But don't think I'm going to make a habit of it!"

She held the door open, waiting for him to cross the room so she could follow him down for that drink.

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"Don't worry," Mictain replied, laughing. "I'm not quite that stupid yet."

With this, he headed out of the room, War following him.