"Lucied, how about we go find someone to fight?"
The wolf-like Guardian looked at her demon companion, amused. To tell the truth, he'd asked the same question just a few minutes ago. She yawned widely, and gave him the same answer she gave last time… and the time before… "It's the middle of the night, who would be around to fight?"
"Yeah, true…" Boomerang sighed, leaning back. It was rather irritating for him, Lucied knew, to have to abide by the laws of night and day… After all, demons don't need to sleep, and thus, they rarely do.
As she curled up to doze off again, she wondered… All of the Metal Demons had something they despised, something that would irk them until they snapped. And also, though none of them would admit it, they were all rather childish about it.
She knew quite well what her companion's 'pet peeve', as the humans would say, was. Boredom. He hated being idle for more than was necessary -something he shared with one of the youngest of his race. If there was nothing to do, Boomerang either made something to do, or pined.
Another rather obvious dislike was that of the scientist, Alhazad. The floating demon had a habit of 'casting' various individuals into his elaborate games, and if that failed, his experiments. He also fancied himself a composer, if she remembered correctly… and if Boomerang's wording was to be taken as accurate. Lucied honestly hadn't paid the masked scientist that much attention whenever they met… But she was getting off track. His dislike? Interference. With anything he'd 'created'.
The big green brute was also quite easy to decipher. Authority was his… well, from anyone but the leader of the Quarter Knights, Zeikfried. Whenever someone other than 'little Zeiky' gave the moron an order, he either ignored it completely, or proceeded to attempt to pound their skulls in. That, and the only scent of desire she got off of him was to destroy things, and follow Zeikfried.
From Zeikfried himself, was the wish to become king… Really childish, if you asked her… He wanted nothing less than to rule over everything, and hated anything getting in his way. It was no wonder, then, that he disliked Guardian-kind so much… After all, her kind did rather like to lord over things too… There really was more that the two races had in common than they'd like to admit…
Then there was 'Mother', or Beatrice. What she hated was… Guardians and disobedience. If there was something that she thought was under her command, she expected it to follow her every whim. It was rather tiring dealing with a childish mother, Lucied supposed. Maybe that's why the Quarter Knights hadn't been trying particularly hard to restore her. Or maybe she was just guessing.
Lucied ran through the list of demons she'd yet to summarize. It was basically just the youngster, Zet. The hyperactive, overconfident youngster, that is. Like her dear Boomerang, he hated being bored, but he also hated being alone. And being confined to the one place… In fact, he was probably of the general maturity level of a human child of about five or six. The 'terrible toddler' stage, as she'd heard a human mother say at one point. Lucied chuckled to herself, drawing Boomerang's attention.
"Demonkind in general… But particularly, Zet…"
"Heh, that first part a compliment?" He asked, and she could hear a smirk in his tone.
She flicked her tail. "Naturally."