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paixaorpg2010-02-19 10:03 pm
overlords_wrath) wrote in paixaorpg2010-02-19 10:03 pm
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Character(s): Laharl and Flonne (And Etna is welcome to intrude of course ♥)
Content: Flonne and Laharl finally talk since the cake thing the day after.
Setting: Actua Are near Central Station/Cid's Shop
Time: Late morning
Warnings: None now.
Seeing Flonne return the night before had made him feel bad all over again. Laharl was really not enjoying the guilty feeling gnawing in him all over again, but still he turned a blind eye to it and her. It wasn't easy though. His resolve was already faltering. He never liked to see her unhappy, and now he was being the cause. Still... he had to do this.
Hopefully she'd just get over it and they could move on. At least, that's what he was hoped for. He wanted to get out of the city, after all. Not so much though that he made any rush to get out of bed that morning.
Laharl was still lazing, half awake, in bed, trying to decide if he should get up or try to sleep a little longer. The later was awfully tempting. He wasn't exactly looking forward to waking up and dealing with... whatever was coming. Then again, maybe it would be better to just get it over with?
...Nah.
He rolled over, pulling the covers further over his shoulder, trying to get comfortable again.
Content: Flonne and Laharl finally talk since the cake thing the day after.
Setting: Actua Are near Central Station/Cid's Shop
Time: Late morning
Warnings: None now.
Seeing Flonne return the night before had made him feel bad all over again. Laharl was really not enjoying the guilty feeling gnawing in him all over again, but still he turned a blind eye to it and her. It wasn't easy though. His resolve was already faltering. He never liked to see her unhappy, and now he was being the cause. Still... he had to do this.
Hopefully she'd just get over it and they could move on. At least, that's what he was hoped for. He wanted to get out of the city, after all. Not so much though that he made any rush to get out of bed that morning.
Laharl was still lazing, half awake, in bed, trying to decide if he should get up or try to sleep a little longer. The later was awfully tempting. He wasn't exactly looking forward to waking up and dealing with... whatever was coming. Then again, maybe it would be better to just get it over with?
...Nah.
He rolled over, pulling the covers further over his shoulder, trying to get comfortable again.
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Without realizing it, she started speaking her thoughts out loud. Not that he would hear her anyway, right? "I know you...you went through a lot before. You don't talk about it. Nobody really does, b-but...I know it must have been horrible for you to be so afraid. For me. But, you know? I think...I think the Flonne who was here before, if she truly was me...I think she wouldn't have wanted you to hide her from the world because of the pain she might experience."
She turned and leaned her back against the door, tilting her head back, a small, sad smile on her lips. "Even if she cared for you a fraction of what I do, she would've have wanted to stay by your side no matter what." She closed her eyes. "I wish you could understand that."