A/N: The thing with the Lakelta has always bothered me, I mean, it's one of the few scenes in the game where you see that yes, the Deimos kind of are assholes, but also Kharg just killed off three of the potential leaders and it's never mentioned again -along with the bug people in Darc's story, however that is spelled-. So, I wanted to do something with them.

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Prompt: The Lakelta join. It goes better than they hoped.

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The Lakelta were the last of the Deimos to join the talks, their King arriving in person to handle negotiations. A rarity because most tribes either had their leader killed and replaced during the last war . Whenever the topic came up, most Deimos stopped answering, changed the subject or, in Darc's case, picked a fight with Kharg so he didn't have to answer. The Lakelta King towered over all the other delegates, standing at nearly ten feet tall, he was older than at least half of them as well, scales faded and ragged.

The first words he ever spoke to the gathering were direct and mournful. "My sons were killed when our home was destroyed, there was no one else who could come." He looked around the room, meeting the eyes over every delegate calmly and evenly. He paused only once and only for a breath on Kharg who looked simultaneously apologetic and confused, then he sat down looking like an adult sitting in a toddler's chair.

Darc elbowed Kharg in the gut to get his attention in what he thought was a 'subtle' way. Kharg intercepted without thinking, hand resting on Darc's elbow as he continued to stare at the Lakelta King. Darc rolled his eyes. "You should try your diplomacy thing with him."

He was trying to be a good brother and point out that maybe opening negotiations with the one deimos in the room who didn't have a very good reason to hate humanity. Instead Kharg acted like he had dumped a bucket of cold water drawn from a swamp over his head, slowly turning his head and staring at him with his eyes wide. This was an expression he hadn't seen before, he'd seen the minor version, when Kharg accidentally knocked something -or, on one memorable occasion, someone- over. This was regret and apology and 'oh shit' rolled up into one and it was priceless. He immediately realized his mistake and faced forward, ignoring Darc.

Darc leaned closer as Tatjana stood up and started the opening speech, raising an eyebrow. "What did you do?" He asked, lips practically brushing Kharg's ear. It was no surprise that his brother swatted him, fist connecting right with his nose and forcing him back. Kharg shot him a glare that could have frozen boiling water.

"Not the time." He hissed, sounding eerily like a cat about to bite, eyes narrowed in a way that said if Darc wanted to walk out of here unbruised, he would drop it. Kharg was much, much better at 'accidentally' causing injury than he appeared to be and normally Darc would respect that. However, he was also his brother and he had found a weak point, like hell he was walking away.

They stared at each other for a beat, and for a moment some of the other delegates, who were not watching their every movement, -oh no, not at all- thought they were either going to kiss or bite their heads off. Then Darc smirked and edged back so he wasn't literally in Kharg's face. "Tell me." He demanded loudly, catching the attention of everyone in the room.

"It's nothing." Kharg growled at him. Darc's eyes darted between him and the Lakelta king, and finally it clicked. Once again he was in Kharg's personal space, nudging him with his elbow.

"You had something to..." He started to say as Kharg started to snarl, only to be interrupted by the topic of his next sentence. "My sons," The Lakelta King spoke, looking first Darc and then Kharg in the eye. His voice was weary and tired, neither twin doubted that he knew what really happened. "... were killed in an accident. My daughters will grow up in a world where they will not have to fear humans." He said with an air of finality. Like children who had just been scolded, Darc and Kharg edged away from each other, falling silent.

The meeting resumed. Nothing more was said on the subject.

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