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    The Missing Piece

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    Re: The Missing Piece

    Post by Prixlezub on Wed Jul 18, 2012 3:40 pm

    Ohoho, Zurg, did you really think that Prixlezub would eat you? The demon prince had just gotten out of this rivalry, he did not need to go and start yet another fight with him. So no, there would be no baked Zurg for the prince's first meal in a little over a year. He gave a soft chuckle as the alien slowly looked up at him, amused at how the monarch was reacting to the whole thing. He really thought the the demon was going to eat him, how precious. Though, when asked if it was a kiss, it was the prince's turn to think a little more impishly, a grin spreading over his maw.

    "This? This is nothing." He rumbled suggestively. "I could put even your Jo to shame if I so wished it. But of course, since our rivalry is over, you won't be seeing that." The demon figured that Zurg may need a little more of a hint to what the prince was suggesting, so he continued. "You see with our kind, a 'rivalry' between two demons is our own version of a-- RRRRrrrrrmmmghhhhhhh...." Prixlezub's explanation was cut off as he was nearly brought to his knees, eyes flickering sporadically. It was much like watching a light bulb flicker, and the culprit? The demon did not need to look any further than the plated gauntlets which were currently scratching his chin.

    Inwardly he wondered if the alien actually knew just how sensitive the nerves there were, or if it was a well placed guess. He leaned and rubbed his face against the sharp talons, savoring the contact while it lasted. All the while a rather contented rumble shook both the air and probably the alien's two stomachs. "Yes... For old times sake." He reaffirmed sleepily. The demon could just have fallen asleep right then and there, from how relaxing this was. His tail was even swaying lazily from side to side over the pavement. Though, luckily Prixlezub never had the chance to lay down and burden the alien's hands with rumbling, contented demon. The loud bang woke him up quickly enough, breaking him from the relaxed, foggy stupor. He had been so relaxed he hardly was paying attention to what the alien was saying anymore.

    His curse had been lifted, the burning sensation ebbing away as the runes were lost upon the wind. The demon lifted his head and looked over his right arm, flexing it and wiggling his digits experimentally. As he returned his gaze to the monarch again, Prixlezub was surprised to find that the alien was smiling, but more in a sad sort of way instead of how he usually did when they were still rivals. Apparently it was true, like the alien had said before he had banished the prince to space: Their rivalry was a relationship after all, and apparently a rather sentimental one at that.

    The prince said nothing, giving the man's hand one last little rub with his grill before pulling away. And while the alien may not be able to see it that well through the demon's rigid features, he felt a little sad as well. As short as their rivalry was, they managed to do plenty during that time. Though, the demon was more to lament over what could have been instead of what had happened already. They never had managed to settle their score of who was stronger in the arena! And while the demon was interested in seeing just how well he could handle Zurg now that they were of the same power level... The desire to rest was greater. Besides, their rivalry was over.

    "Farewell Zurg, have fun with your family." He rumbled, taking down the invisibility seal with a single strike from his paw. "I will send you an address once I have recuperated. Maybe we could talk again sometime under different circumstances."

    Once the prince gave his parting words, the monarch would find the demon's body quickly fade out of his sight, the demon's own cloaking magic covering him again. There was the thundering of hooves and the thick pads of his paws as the demon walked past him, before bounding over the guard railing of the parking lot and onto the roof of the neighboring building. Though, before the prince returned home, he decided to pick up some food along the way, and the next thing Zurg would hear would be a rather choked scream as the demon descended upon a hapless passerby.
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    Re: The Missing Piece

    Post by Zurg on Wed Jul 18, 2012 6:25 pm

    "Put Jo to shame, huh?" Well, Zurg didn't know about that. Humans could be pretty shameful when they wanted to be. Fortunately the mechanic respected her soft-skinned furnace for that. "I'll keep that in mind for your next rival, then." That poor, unfortunate bastard. Not Zurg's problem, though~!

    And yes, their rivalry had been short. But you know what? It was worth it. In the alien's home universe he had never found a competent villain like Prixlezub, one who was tenacious and had a backbone made of metal. It was sad that the demon could never replace a certain Space Ranger, but Zurg understood now. He shouldn't replace the hero at all. Besides, getting hunted down by a maw filled with lava was much more exhilarating than being chased by a team of rookies. Alas, alas... "All things must come to an end, yes." People, planets, and even the celestial bodies themselves. It was simply meant to be. Their rivalry was over, but not so much their friendship.

    "And you with your recuperation. Goodbye, Prixlezub. Try not to woo anymore women, will you?" he teased with a wink. "You have the tendency to make them mad at you~!" And thus, it was concluded. The demon had his stomach, the alien had his security, and everyone was happy. Well, except for that person who became Prixlezub's lunch. "Just like old times..." the monarch repeated, chuckling. "Just like old times..."

    It was time to go home.


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