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Characters: Catarina and anyone willing to put up with a moody demon
Setting: Floor 38
Format: Action start
Summary: Catarina's consolation prize from being crushed by her ridiculous costume isn't something she really wants...
Warnings: Catarina being her usual threatening/sexual self

[The second lounge, surrounded by clouds. It was a little dizzying to Catarina, but she honestly hadn't been looking out of the window for a while. Instead, she was sitting on beanbag chair with a necklace dangling over one hand. It was gorgeous, gold with a beautiful intricate charm carved onto the end. But her dark eyes were almost angry as she looked at it, her jaw tight. She knew what this was. She saw it when she was a child, and was supposed to be handed down to her. Catarina dropped her hand next to her, disgusted, letting the chain slither to the floor]

I've beaten you. I lived.

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...Shit. That's pretty horrible.

[He drops the chain like it's a hot ember.]

She was still alive when my world ended. She and I both. And I won, didn't I. [Catarina looked down, away] I outlived her. I outlived a full blooded succubus. I thus have no need for that.

Yeah, you did.

[He wonders why he couldn't meet a nice girl who has a happy family. Instead, he just finds himself sad for Catarina and angry at the succubus' mother.]

Was that some sort of graduation present?

When I was to become an adult- [She paused here, as if something just occurred to her] -I... was to inherent it. A symbol of our line, that I had grown into a true succubus with the powers our line has.

[He smiles a bitter smile.]

A girl I knew from home had something similar once. It marked her success as a full-fledged magus. But she was always ambivalent toward it.

It's a wonderful gift when you want it... and a horrible reminder when you don't. [Catarina closed her eyes, taking a deep breath]

[Lancer bends down, picking up the chain again. He's not sure what to say to her, so he just chooses an action that would speak louder than words. He grabs one end of the chain with each hands and starts pulling. If Catarina really hated this heirloom, then it wouldn't matter if it broke. On the other hand, he was pulling just slowly enough to give her enough time to rescue it if she didn't want to see it destroyed.]

[She watched Lancer pick up the chain and pull, her gaze inscrutable. Just as he was about to snap it, she looked away, her lips tightening]

[He stops pulling on the chain.]

Is there something wrong?

It's nothing. A childish feeling. I'm not a child anymore... those feelings can be ignored.

But it's still a feeling, right? So it should carry some weight.

But.. [Her voice faltered, young] I'm an adult now.

So? When you're always an adult, sometimes it's cuter to see you act like a kid.

[He tosses the chain in the air and then catches it again.]

Important thing is that there's something in you that doesn't want this chain broken.

... merely the child that believes the lie that some day I will be a part of that family. And that is all it is. A lie.

[He sighs, and holds the chain out to her.]

Then keep it. For the dream you once had if anything.

[She took the chain, her face going pensive... and young. And for once, it showed that she might be four hundred years old, that was really kinda really young for a demon]

[Of course, Lancer isn't so mature himself. Most of the time, when placed alongside someone more responsible, he seemed to be no more than a child stuck in an adult body. However, he could assume the persona of a mature big brother when it came to comforting people.]

[He's run out of things to say again, so he scoots closer to her and places a hand on her shoulder. He'll be here for her, at least for the time being.]

[She sat there awkwardly, not sure what to make of it. Then, she slowly slid the chain into her cleavage and sighed, reaching up to squeeze his hand]

[He checks to see nobody is watch and then leans over, giving her a quick kiss on her hand.]

Hey, if this full-grown succubus has any spare time this week...

For you, hound? I believe I could find some time. [She didn't even bother looking around, and leaned in to kiss him]

[He kisses back quickly and then breaks the kiss.]

I figure I can ask Ayaka for some time off. Just for a night. And I never did get around to introducing you two either.

Time off? It sounds like a lovely time to spend a night with her and you.

[He gets a funny look on his face.]

Wait, did you say me and her?

[She smiled slowly]

Were you doubting your hearing was going?

No, but...uh...

[Lancer isn't sure how Ayaka would take the suggestion. Hell, he's not even sure how he should take the suggestion.]