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paixaorpg2010-01-30 12:42 am
thousandlvldrop.livejournal.com) wrote in paixaorpg2010-01-30 12:42 am
You would think sweet pudding didn't make things sour [Completed]
Character(s): Etna, Laharl, Flonne
Content: Etna trudges through Paixao after "blowing off some steam" from off-screen fight with Laharland trying to gain a few levels here and there
Setting: Near Muspelheim
Time: sometime between mid-day to evening?
Warnings: Buttheads. That is all.
This was getting her nowhere. This was what, the fiftieth Lumen she came across and killed? They certainly weren't helping her with getting her power back. But that's a whole other story. Suffice it to say, Etna was getting tired far too easily for a demon. She flopped down on the closest thing she could sit on and sighed heavily.
She began thinking about recent events. About fighting with Laharl over, what else? Pudding. So much for trying to not smash him over the head about it. Figuratively anyway. Etna sighed heavily. Perhaps it was time she just went back to Laharl.
"Hmm. Maybe Flonne is pestering him like usual. Do I really want to break that up?"
Content: Etna trudges through Paixao after "blowing off some steam" from off-screen fight with Laharl
Setting: Near Muspelheim
Time: sometime between mid-day to evening?
Warnings: Buttheads. That is all.
This was getting her nowhere. This was what, the fiftieth Lumen she came across and killed? They certainly weren't helping her with getting her power back. But that's a whole other story. Suffice it to say, Etna was getting tired far too easily for a demon. She flopped down on the closest thing she could sit on and sighed heavily.
She began thinking about recent events. About fighting with Laharl over, what else? Pudding. So much for trying to not smash him over the head about it. Figuratively anyway. Etna sighed heavily. Perhaps it was time she just went back to Laharl.
"Hmm. Maybe Flonne is pestering him like usual. Do I really want to break that up?"
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"Look. This place... is complicated. The Dimensional Gatekeeper can't even seem to be reached, for some stupid reason," Laharl explained, preparing to explain a whole lot more. Neither of them knew anything, so this was definitely going to take awhile. At this point the boy's expression was serious and thoughtful as he glanced between his two vassals.
"All we know is there's this group of annoyances called the Organization Thirteen. They seem to have something to do with this place, but haven't really felt like sharing, and then there was this post... supposedly this whole city is inside some sort of castle. A... castle of memories or something. I don't know."
It didn't make any sense to him, but it's all anyone here had to work with. At least it was something as opposed to when he was first here. Things had looked pretty bleak back then. It was something at least, even if it didn't make a whole load of sense.
"Supposedly if we can find our way to the top of the castle, we can all escape. ...Supposedly."
Laharl clearly didn't exactly believe it, but that was what he knew, none-the-less.