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[b][color=A30000]Level:[/color][/b] 2 (2/20 EXP)
[b][color=A30000]Location:[/color][/b] Sandswept Sky - Al Mamoon
[b][color=A30000]Word Count:[/color][/b] Less Than 750 Words (+1 EXP)
[sub][b][color=A30000]Interaction:[/color][/b] N/A[/sub][/center]

He stood quietly in the corner of the passenger car where a few of the others were currently engaged in conversation, however Laharl was disinterested in whatever Fox and his new companion Sly were talking about yet someone who did interest the young demon was the mercenary that spoke rarely, so he listened closely whenever Red did speak.

Laharl had his arms crossed while he leaned his back to the wall of the passenger car, his gaze withering to anyone who looked his way yet his sights were set on the mercenary after a time and his glare was that of curiosity rather than contempt. 

It seemed though that the others were off to do their own things and paid him little mind as they went off to explore the sprawling city. Laharl watched them act like friends and speak to each other as though they were equals, but how could they act as a group without a proper leader? He had no clue, although Fox seemed to be the groups unofficial leader but in the young demons eyes Fox didn't look strong physically which in Laharl's opinion was the most important factor for any leader to have.

Yet the way things work here seemed greatly different from what he was used to so all the boy could do was shrug it off, despite his feelings currently he had to accept that the group wouldn't accept the leadership of someone like Laharl. But he wanted to be in charge, it felt wrong to not have others heed his commands! As he stepped out of the passenger car he gritted his teeth watching as the others simply left without a word, yet again leaving him alone with his doubts and desires gnawing at his conscience.

Laharl not wanting to be left behind found himself walking at a brisk pace as he trailed the group from afar. It hurt him that they didn't even ask if he had wanted to come with them, especially so that Primrose seemed to have completely forgotten about him. It was ironically the opposite as he had been so self-absorbed that he missed the groups words prior to leaving, so in fact it wasn't out of disrespect he had been left behind but actually his own ignorance.