Perhaps being late for meeting a fellow Guardian of Neo Arcadia was a family trait...
Leviathan had specifically told Fefnir to meet her at high noon for a reason. Yet, here she was, standing out of the water far longer than high noon. She hated this. She hated him too- but that wasn't much different from any other day.
The female Guardian folded her arms as she began to think about the place she wanted to be the most. Not here, obviously. Back in the water would have been rather nice. Yes, yes the water would do just nicely. Perhaps she could go looking for a secret passageway somewhere, or find a treasure left behind from some ship that sank eons ago. No- she didn't like that idea, the last time she did that she found something abandoned in a dark place and it didn't go over very well for her. Worse of all, she had gone so far down into the ocean around Neo Arcadia that she almost couldn't send a signal for one of her brothers to come help her. No; fantasizing about exploring wasn't what she should think about right now, something else.
Mother, maybe? No… when she thought about Mother for too long, she started to feel an emotion she couldn't describe. And there was no way that she was going to think about the fake or Weil, both of them could easily ruin her mood quicker than a late Fefnir.
Oh for the love of light, where was he?!
Leviathan started to shift her balance from side to side now, getting exceedingly impatient and growing even more upset, as her mind drifted over to Albert, Dr Weil's genius son with a fierce hatred of Reploids. Albert's hatred of Reploids extended to the Cyber Elves too (perhaps with an even greater passion), and he actively sought out ways to bring down such AI needed to give each one their personality. His anger and frustration after a broken home life was what made him a genius, and the very idea made the female Guardian pity the child. Some of the sympathy must have been mutual in one way or another; Leviathan was the only Guardian (and by extension, Reploid) that Albert trusted.
A shot of some buster from behind her fired, just barely missing Leviathan by a centimeter. Without a second's hesitation, the female Guardian whipped around and drew her javelin in preparation to fight back. She took ease (or, she put her weapon down, at least) when she saw that it had been Fefnir, here at last and laughing at her as if attempting to strike her down while unaware had been a joke.
"You should see your face!" Fefnir sneered. "Wanted to hear you scream a bit though- sirens have very funny screeches you know."
"Shut it." Leviathan snapped at him, curtly and with authority. "Where have you been? We agreed to meet at high noon."
"It's still noon, isn't it? Can't be too late if it's still noon, right?"
Leviathan did not budge in inch, knowing that in doing so could lead her to rip that smug look off of Fefnir's face in a heartbeat. He was still cackling at her as if nothing were wrong. Where Leviathan openly disliked her brother and showed it at any opportunity, Fefnir was a bit more crafty about it. No gesture he made to anger his sister was too small or too grand to be noticed by any party present. Name calling, 'missing' her with an 'accidental' blast from his twin busters, keeping her out of the water with full knowledge that she dried up quickly, making fun of the way she fawned over Mother…
"Wow siren, look at the time." Fefnir then proclaimed, "We're going to be late! What'chu just standing around for? Let's get going or someone's going to be very mad with us."
Seeing Leviathan's livid look made Fefnir feel great about his life choices.
. . .
"Oh god..." Leviathan purred as her feet touched water again after so long. Her face crept into a wide smile that was as content as it was in pure bliss. Fefnir watched her as she did this, taking in a certain joy with the same degree of emotion that also made him feel a bit disgusted. Humans had a word for this, and it lingered in Fefnir's mind as he stared at his sister with her feet in the cool waters she almost always lost herself in.
"Are you gonna dive in sometime today or are you going to keep arousing yourself?" Fefnir inquired in a greedy little tone as he gave her a hearty slap on her shoulder, in turn almost making her lose her balance. Leviathan looked at Fefnir as if he had surprised her and had caught her doing something that she wasn't supposed to before her face molded into an expression that decided to be peeved at him again.
"After you." Leviathan gestured. Fefnir responded by taking a step forward into the water, stomping as if the water had done him wrong at some point.
"Wuss." Leviathan uttered after watching him take several stomps into the water. She rolled her eyes at him before getting further into the water than what he had accomplished so far, then made a clean dive to fully submerge herself. Fefnir raised an eyebrow at her display before he let a smirk creep into the corners of his lips.
"Show off." he argued to himself before getting deeper into the water to completely submerge underwater as well.
Fefnir took little care of the sea life around him as he stomped against the seabed to get remotely close to where Leviathan had swam off to. According to the internal location service each Guardian had placed in them, she was close… and getting further away at the same time. At this rate, she was going to get to the excavation point before he would- not that he particularly cared. Neo Arcadia could do without another pipe system to make the city cleaner for a bit longer- gee, if that city were any cleaner it could glitter and gleam bright enough to give the Emerald City a run for its money.
"Could you hurry up?" Leviathan snapped at him, swimming so close to him that their noses barely touched. For a moment, Fefnir found himself impressed that she could move that fast, but then he remembered that she neglected to realize that not everyone had that advange.
"One day," Fefnir told her, a sneer plastered to his face with amusement, "I'll have a sister who doesn't decide to take 'fire and ice are opposites' to heart. Maybe if I take up the case to Mother, she could arrange something of the like- have a sister that actually looks like Him, wouldn't that be neat?"
"Says the Guardian that has, like, five spikes coming out from his armor with shoulder blades that look nothing like His original armor."
Fefnir let out a nastily bemused snort. "Our next brother is going to be just as rash as I am and just as stubborn as the griffin. Your only defense is to have a sister just as cunning at the tulpa and pray she has more love toward her brother than you seem to."
"We have something to do, are you going to keep fantasizing about stuff that's never going to happen?"
Fefnir gave Leviathan a greedy little half smile. "Anything can happen." he taunted before the two went on to complete their mission.