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#omelites where a certain Iraflora joins crowvaritia's underground fightclub to fight the demon and win a favor.

property gets destroyed. a deal is done. someone gets interested with the other (happens in any order).

it all starts with a nameplate. wooden and foreign to the feeling, engraved with characters she doesnt understand. it fits right into her palm that she can snap it if she wants to. but this belongs to a familiar face, one she saw during a visit to the crowned prince’s grounds.

ume can barely call it a familiar face. she saw her twice inside diavolo’s mansion, at the hallway with a prince and minutes ago after they went through a portal to which she assumed leads to their home.

they were all adorned in flowing clothes, their hair worn in a long and flowing manner. it reminds her of the ocean: how flowing and captivating it is. fitting for the serpenvidia house.

but thats all she knows. she was brought in as a visiting rep from her house, expected to wait for her prince and two other members to finish the meet being held behind locked doors. along with other representatives from other houses.

thats how she almost went toe to toe with trouble, almost blowing off when someone from the rival house started to taunt her (must be dying of boredom when theyre willing to stir trouble not only to an irafloran, but /her/).

her instructions was to explore the neutral grounds as it is a rare oppurtunity, wait until the meeting is concluded.

mayari would be proud of her.

“what? do the brats like their mutt mute now?” or not, actually. she feels almost bad as she thinks about her prefect arranging +

her outfit for this occassion, the material beginning to to wisp smoke. the veil too, supposed to conceal her eyes but she knows how bright it could glow, with all the emotions radiating.

no mental apologies were made. “i’ll show you what a mutt can do.”

the first punch is hers to be thrown, and they both know that. another tick for iraflora’s failure of an adopt. a sudden figure that goes in between them was the unexpected, voice light but heavy with exasperation as she calls them both off.

“i’m sure your prince would not be the happiest if i were to report that one of fierodae started a misbehavior in the painting room. this is lord diavolo’s collection, you know?”

the sea, ume thought. the sea clothed her. clearly awed with how flowing she looked like +

not really paying attention when the other shuts off her statement, irritated that the woman interrupted them.

“whatever.” he shrugs off the hand that was on his shoulder hard, and finally, lets it go and exits the room.

"you cant let them get to you, its not new for people to fight each other. but it is unnecessary for your prince to deal with this. on the neutral ground." the woman tells her, eyebrows creased with the intention to lecture.

on a good time, ume will apologize to conclude it

on a good time, ume will apologize to conclude it quickly. right now, she stares hard at her with no apologies hanging on her tongue. "he called me a house mutt."

"more the reason you should not give him the satisfaction."

both of them stared at each other for a good moment.

it was the woman who breaks it off again, "come with me. i'll take you to meru." this time it is an offer, spoken none with the hostility that was present a while ago. this person means well.

ume doesnt take good intentions well.

"im fine. i'll wait here for my prince."

"i know where they are. its no big deal with me-"

insisting are just as bad as good intentions. "i said im fine." she cuts off the other, too harsh that the woman looked hurt with the rejection. ume knows she has nothing but concern with her, but with the words still +

ringing on her ears, she's better off alone for now.

the disappointment is evident on her face. "...okay. i'll go ahead of you first."

and not even with a farewell, ume was left again on her own in the room. silence filled with self reprimand on redirecting anger to the wrong person.

minutes later her prince immediately asked her if there was something wrong, she said no.

she wanted to go back. but not leaving the painting room without stepping on something. ume picks it up, recognizes the item as she has one too, with a different material.

a nameplate. or a name pin, to be exact. wooden and engraved with characters she doesnt understand.

this could belong to anyone. ume would bet on one.

the same bet that would be her agenda tonight, under the dark arena with heavy atmosphere, and even heavier cacophony of cheers.

𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵'𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵'𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘦.

done.

𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥'𝘴 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

done.

ume thinks she saw someone's bewilderment (prefect?) as she holds her opponent down, clearly displaying how pissed he is with tonight's outcome. her hands tighten their grasp on his collar, slamming him again on the roof of a car (the car's purpose in the arena, she doesnt know.)

he complains on how she is cheating, how he is more powerful than her by a landslide. he is the prince!

"you are. but you also underestimated me." she hissed, the fire around them gradually crackling louder and the audience farther and farther.

"now yield."

"fuck no!"

the whole car bursts in flames, as if its drenched with kerosene. ume looks like shes burning too, if it werent the sickly green color and the inhumane hiss she lets out. a sign of patience running out.

the head house shouts in frustration. "FINE! YOU WIN!"

its safe to say that the conclusion of tonight's fight club is a wild one. less than half placed their bets on the outsider after all. the event organizers went on with their scheduled after party, +

allowing the two to slip away to a back room, and the woman from earlier following them (ume now remembers her. the crowvaritia prefect from the meet).

𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳.

done.

"you might as well show your tail if you're not going to conceal that aura." the prefect started, and when replied with silence she decided to change the subject. "well, what is it you want? you just earned yourself a prince's favor, must be something grand."

ume fishes the item out of her pocket. the brawl didnt damage it, thankfully. "i want to return this."

the head house leans in to inspect it closer. "what the hell am i? the lost and found post?"

there is no pleasing this prince. ume thinks.

"or i could just tell the people that the mighty prince mammon cant keep his word?" she asks, but in no way that is a question with how obvious that they dont want that. favors won at the arena are to be kept, thats how they work.

"no way im taking you to serpenvidia like a nanny. levi would kill me if he even sees me there without a proper notice-" the prince begins to rant, but his prefect intervened before the conversation complete goes off rail.

"don't be dramatic now. we know you were planning to sneak out to serpenvidia anyway, with those tourist passes lying around your office. i'll tell something to Jan to cover you." when the prince looks like he was going to complain, the prefect started speaking again.

"she's right mammon. you dont want your arena's reputation to be tarnished. especially yours."

"all of these just for a stupid namepin." he grumbles, turning to ume. "after this we're done. but you should come back so i can wipe off that stupid smug over your face."

this time ume cant help but smile. this prince sure is honest with what he's thinking. "sure, i'll come back if i to have an errand boy."

if he was to lunge at her, it doesnt happen as the prefect was quick to dismiss it. "please dont fight here. im non combatant. +

you'll both have plenty of time the next time you meet at the arena."

prefects are really good at preventing fights. maybe she should stick close to meru after all.

the prince grumbles again, like a kid. "what business do you even have with the serpenvidia prefect? a favor wasted just for this." ume was quick to hide her surprise at the information, but both already saw how she reacted.

"you're nosy." she said with a bite, but the man looked happy this time that he discovered something to poke her with. "and you can't read!" glee evident in his voice, taunting her and gets happier with her displeased face.

"i cant read those characters, jesus." she replies with exasperation, turning to the woman once again "your prince acts like a prince, are you sure he'll be fine?" ume asks her as they both ignore mammon at the background, +

stating something along the line of "now you call jesus! whats next youre gonna tell me? youre catholic?" and a string of laughs.

"please do take note that you can get away with that cause he seems interested. and that i like you." the prefect clarifies, +

but there was no bite in it. "and yes, hes very capable despite how he acts right now. you know that too."

ume does. but the attitude so well that she forgets it too. she almost forgets that she's talking to a prefect too. (are rival prefects really this polite?)

𝘯𝘰. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦.

"can i at least ask for the name?" she treads carefully, choosing to ignore the prince's sneer comment at the sideline.

its been a long day. she want to go home.

the prefect smiles at her, amethyst eyes glimmering. "the name of the prefect youre looking for at serpenvidia is Eira. she's hard to miss."

she's hard to miss. she could count on that.

- end -

(holy shit that was 40 twts but i felt like dying agsbxjdnjsa funny what i had in mind was more mamm and ume and kisa but when i started i was like “jesus take the wheel idk where this is going” kids this is why u have a detailed outline+

also yeah eira ive read hcs that u gotta have a pass to enter serpenvidia territory, and yes it looks like ume did so much work just to ask a rival prince for a small favor, but yall gotta remember shes not close with her house yet at this point.

respectful to her prince and member yes, like its something akin to a family with respect but you seek out friends when have something to do. or in this case strangers bounded by rules of the arena. my ume is emotionally dumdum like that yes)

thank you for reading! ill write what happens next sometime, like eira and ume meet and ume actually apologizes like a respectable irafloran 😆

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