Larxene's such a tease.

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Characters: Larxene and Valerie
Content: Larxene is running her own experimentation on Val-- but how well can that work when her thoughts are elsewhere.
Setting Unknown.
Time: Sometime after her session with Laharl.
Warnings: The typical Larxene-warnings.

Larxene waited on the table, since the room lacked a half decent chair for her to rest on, and like hell she was going to let Valerie have it. The dark colored bruises on her stomach and chest had only spread since her session with Laharl. It had pushed her to the point of actually considering asking the Superior to let her take a break. It wasn't like the request would be unwarranted.

A knife balanced on her hand, and she sighed, shifting uncomfortably. How much longer could it possibly take the dusks to go in and grab one person, hmm? Honestly, what else could they be counted on for, except to keep her waiting? As it is, she didn't really have a plan, which would have pissed Vexen off to know.

But she had... an outline. Something to that effect, anyway. What else could she possibly need?

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Larxene smirked. Ah finally! she thought to herself. Here's the entertainment. Or... Perhaps she's the second round of the appetizer. Maybe a little desert before dinner? She smiled and forced the thoughts of food out of her head, if only because that was ruining the sense of danger to the air. After all, food wasn't very dangerous, unless it was cutting off the air in your system.

Or, something like that. She giggled and pushed herself from the table, only a little bit slower than she normally was, so that the dusks could strap Valerie to that same space. And judging by their haste to do such, they were as ready to be rid of her and her commands as she was to be rid of them and their incompetence. Really, she would have gotten Valerie herself, if not for the fact that she could barely move (and the motivation just wasn't there).

Her eyes watched Valerie, like a bird watching its prey. Waiting for the right time to swoop down and grab it. Ah, there she went with the food references! Habit was such an annoying thing! She circled the table that Valerie was strapped too. Green eyes bright in the eerie, false light. "Valerie. It's so good to see you again. And I mean that from the bottom of my heart!"

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Valerie squinted as the straps were tightly applied to her body, rendering her unable to move. She could start to feel the slow horror tempered with her need to want to not be there. There was Larxene just as she remembered her: vicious, alert and...well, not completely on the up and up it seemed. This didn't quell the fear inside Valerie, but it did let her know that there was a way to hurt the woman, whatever she was.

"I'm sure you do," Valerie said, forcing the bitterness out of her voice. "I guess you're making sure I don't run out on you like I did the last time huh? Well, I can tell you it wasn't all my fault."

And in a way, it was true. Valerie's instincts had made her run from Larxene, because she knew that fighting Larxene wouldn't be smart if she needed to fight Dan. THAT had been her primary purpose.

Too bad she failed in it.