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paixaorpg2009-12-06 01:49 am
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Semi-Constructive Criticism [Completed]
Character(s): Vyers and Timon
Content: Complaining! And, uh, other stuff.
Setting: Not far from the Vanaheim gate [F4 Area]
Time: Mid-morning, Week 15
Warnings: None
Laharl had been putting ideas into his father’s head. Thinking he could simply scoop him up and carry him off… Where did he get off thinking that was alright? He had certainly never done it before, not without good reason. And this, this was not good reason. This was just outrageous; unthoughtful, unfair, and completely idiotic. Why, he hadn’t even been given a say in the matter. He had things he had wanted to say to the couple, important things. Vyers knew this and yet he seemed to have no problem putting his plans to and end. Who knew Laharl could be such a terrible influence?
“It’s a crime to interrupt them but not me?” the meerkat argued, fighting to free himself from the demons grasp. “Where did you get an idea as stupid as that? What mook made that up? Now put me down, I still have somethin’ to say. Actually, now I have even more to say! Oi, are you listening to me? I said drop me! That’s it, now you’re in trouble. If you know what’s good for you you’ll turn around right this instant, or else…” His continued protest carried on long after they had left the group, Timon only proving to tire himself physically not verbally. The longer the demon failed to obey, the longer he could expect to find the rodent screaming in his ear.
If he keep this it wouldn't be long before he found himself deaf in one ear.
Content: Complaining! And, uh, other stuff.
Setting: Not far from the Vanaheim gate [F4 Area]
Time: Mid-morning, Week 15
Warnings: None
Laharl had been putting ideas into his father’s head. Thinking he could simply scoop him up and carry him off… Where did he get off thinking that was alright? He had certainly never done it before, not without good reason. And this, this was not good reason. This was just outrageous; unthoughtful, unfair, and completely idiotic. Why, he hadn’t even been given a say in the matter. He had things he had wanted to say to the couple, important things. Vyers knew this and yet he seemed to have no problem putting his plans to and end. Who knew Laharl could be such a terrible influence?
“It’s a crime to interrupt them but not me?” the meerkat argued, fighting to free himself from the demons grasp. “Where did you get an idea as stupid as that? What mook made that up? Now put me down, I still have somethin’ to say. Actually, now I have even more to say! Oi, are you listening to me? I said drop me! That’s it, now you’re in trouble. If you know what’s good for you you’ll turn around right this instant, or else…” His continued protest carried on long after they had left the group, Timon only proving to tire himself physically not verbally. The longer the demon failed to obey, the longer he could expect to find the rodent screaming in his ear.
If he keep this it wouldn't be long before he found himself deaf in one ear.
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...There. The answer to his question. Was it really so hard for Timon to say?
He chuckled, though there was no mockery in it, and turned, a small smile on his face. "As I said before, you should be more honest with yourself. ...Technically, you would not have been in this situation if you were in the first place, but that is besides the point now. If a companion is what you need, I would be more than happy to provide... as long as you refrain from making more of those 'servant' comments, of course. If you truly wish to reconcile with Laharl, that is at least one thing you will need to work on."
Vyers grinned, making a sweeping gesture in the direction of the apartments. "Now, let us away! Ah, how this stomach aches... I should have remembered to eat breakfast. A grand brunch will have to suffice, I suppose."