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paixaorpg2008-08-15 01:40 pm
overlords_wrath) wrote in paixaorpg2008-08-15 01:40 pm
Entry tags:
Rescue [Active]
Character(s): Laharl and Vyers
Content: Laharl goes to rescue Vyers
Setting: Haja O Que Houver
Time: Mid-Day
Warnings: Uh... bleeding? lol
The moment he saw Larxene's post, he'd had a bad feeling. He'd never considered that Larxene might go after Vyers. He should have though. He really should have. She knew who he really was, after all. Laharl was still getting used to the idea himself, but had been coming to accept it, though it didn't change the awkwardness of it all, really. Having any kind not-hateful relationship with his dad was... strange. He'd always hated him, but now, as he'd told his father, he didn't hate him now.
They'd been trying to act like nothing was different on the boards. It was really amazing it had lasted this long, however. Larxene did so love to reveal their secrets to everyone. Did it really matter though? Damnit, what did she do to him? Laharl knew what she was capable of all too well. If he'd underestimated her, she could have done anything to him. A wall... Didn't she pin that prinny to a wall?
Unsure of what he was going to find, he rushed to the hotel where Vyers had been staying, trying to keep his eyes peeled for any sign of the familiar demon. How long ago had this even happened?
Content: Laharl goes to rescue Vyers
Setting: Haja O Que Houver
Time: Mid-Day
Warnings: Uh... bleeding? lol
The moment he saw Larxene's post, he'd had a bad feeling. He'd never considered that Larxene might go after Vyers. He should have though. He really should have. She knew who he really was, after all. Laharl was still getting used to the idea himself, but had been coming to accept it, though it didn't change the awkwardness of it all, really. Having any kind not-hateful relationship with his dad was... strange. He'd always hated him, but now, as he'd told his father, he didn't hate him now.
They'd been trying to act like nothing was different on the boards. It was really amazing it had lasted this long, however. Larxene did so love to reveal their secrets to everyone. Did it really matter though? Damnit, what did she do to him? Laharl knew what she was capable of all too well. If he'd underestimated her, she could have done anything to him. A wall... Didn't she pin that prinny to a wall?
Unsure of what he was going to find, he rushed to the hotel where Vyers had been staying, trying to keep his eyes peeled for any sign of the familiar demon. How long ago had this even happened?
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Laharl jerked, having almost fallen asleep. The train stopping had stirred him enough, luckily. Stretching a bit, he hopped from his seat and glanced to his Old Man, ready to help him if he needed it. Of course, Laharl still would have rather NOT have, but... damnit. Laharl never would have thought twice about leaving Mid-Boss to limp along himself, but... this wasn't merely Mid-Boss anymore. He'd thought this fact had sunk in by now, but it seemed it was still hitting him.
"...You good, Old Man or...?" he asked, trailing of as he was pretty obvious what he was asking, he just didn't really want to have to say it. 'Or do you need help?' was not something Laharl could bring himself to spit out.