[Log - Who's there?]

[lastnightmare]

Angelo closed his eyes and concentrated as the magic bloomed and wove it's way from his concentration into reality. His bookshelves often became damaged by the heavy volumes containing memories of nightmares which had habit of sinking into the wood. Library maintenance was not his favourite thing, in fact it was exasperating and exhausting both but that was the last of it over with. He sighed as the cool breeze from the night outdoors blew in through the window and tussled his hair and blew out several of his candles. It felt like somebody was in the room along with that breeze but the Memory Keeper didn't look around. He was calmer these days about intruders, being that it was usually the Reaper. A small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

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[charon_rakke]

"No way! I'm new and improved! Greatly improved!"

[lastnightmare]

"New yes." Angelo nodded. "An improvement on me? Probably." He shrugged.

"I'm still stronger than you though."

Then there was a pause, while Angelo's playfulness grew and his want to take this further piped up in his chest like a swelling fruit.

"Want me to prove it?"

[charon_rakke]

Charon opened his mouth to protest to Angelo's being stronger, but when Angelo continued Charon went quiet a moment, lips parted and eyes curious.

Then a childlike glee took over his whole face, his turquoise eyes shining as a grin took over. He backed himself up, spreading his legs into a fighting stance.

"Come at me, bro!"

[lastnightmare]

"Asking for it are you?" Angelo smirked, shifting into fighting stance himself as his scythe appeared in his hand. As he did this the space of the library shifted, the shelves and furniture pulling themselves back against the walls to let the boys have the floor.

"Very well, you go first." He flicked his eyebrows and smirked in amusement.

[charon_rakke]

Charon considered with a theatrical pose, before he called his morning star into existence in his hands.

This being his brother, Charon felt no need to ask if there were rules in this sparring match. Clearly it was going to be no-holds barred. Weapon and magic both involved - only fair really since they were in Angelo's domain, and since Charon himself was so utterly awesome.

He gripped the chain of his weapon across both hands, starting to spin it and gather speed with the spiked ball at the end. Then, without warning, he dropped the chain with one hand - still spinning it with the other - sending out a sparking ball of light towards Angelo.

[lastnightmare]

Spinning his scythe like a propeller he created enough of a wall in front of himself to shield from the oncoming attack of energy. It hit harder than he was expecting, clearly Charon's training with his souless fighting instructor had paid off a great deal.

"Just warming up?" He asked, bringing the scythe spin to an end and smirking. "I think you can do better than that."

[charon_rakke]

"Well of course I can!" Charon grinned widely.

He finished spinning his morning-star, flicking the spiked ball out and towards his brother. At the same time he gathered more energy, flicking it out and towards his brother's legs.

"Got to go easy on old guys like you, right?"

[lastnightmare]

A back-flip avoided both attacks skilfully. Angelo may have been old in spirit but his body was physically fit. When he landed, he lifted his eyes and with no gesture necessary, crumbled the floor under Charon's feet as a warning for him to cease 'going easy' on him.

[charon_rakke]

"Whoa-!" Charon spun his mace in a new direction, slamming the ball of the morning star hard into the nearest wall, and using the force to pull himself out of danger.

He wrenched his ball free with his hand, grinning still. "I thought you were tryin to fix this place up, not wreck it."