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paixaorpg2010-08-18 12:27 am
overlords_wrath) wrote in paixaorpg2010-08-18 12:27 am
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Like Father, Like Son [Completed]
Character(s): Laharl and Vyers
Content: Laharl found out Mid-Boss found a way to read his private posts. He is not happy.
Setting: Vyer's apartment
Time: Not long after their discussion on Roxas' journal.
Warnings: Goodness only knows.
He didn't bother telling Flonne or Etna he was going anywhere. He was too angry to even think about it, and he had no intentions of being gone long anyways. Since Vyers couldn't really talk on the journal, Laharl had decided to go to him.
Although, he wasn't so much as going to talk to his father as so much as kick his pathetic ass.
Laharl had no idea how his father had managed to find a journal capable of reading private posts, but the reason wasn't exactly on his mind. The fact of the matter was Vyers had done it, and the young demon was pissed beyond words. He'd been weak and almost sick for weeks all for his father's sake, and this was how he was re-payed?
The Overlord knew exactly where to find his father.
Slamming open the apartment door, Laharl made his presence known in a heartbeat.
"Alright, Old Man, where the HELL are you?!"
Content: Laharl found out Mid-Boss found a way to read his private posts. He is not happy.
Setting: Vyer's apartment
Time: Not long after their discussion on Roxas' journal.
Warnings: Goodness only knows.
He didn't bother telling Flonne or Etna he was going anywhere. He was too angry to even think about it, and he had no intentions of being gone long anyways. Since Vyers couldn't really talk on the journal, Laharl had decided to go to him.
Although, he wasn't so much as going to talk to his father as so much as kick his pathetic ass.
Laharl had no idea how his father had managed to find a journal capable of reading private posts, but the reason wasn't exactly on his mind. The fact of the matter was Vyers had done it, and the young demon was pissed beyond words. He'd been weak and almost sick for weeks all for his father's sake, and this was how he was re-payed?
The Overlord knew exactly where to find his father.
Slamming open the apartment door, Laharl made his presence known in a heartbeat.
"Alright, Old Man, where the HELL are you?!"
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Dammit. Dammit. Dammit!
He almost felt sick to his stomach. Yelling at his old man like that had provided a sense of release, but now? Yeah, even Laharl couldn't deny the sense of regret building as his anger had begun to quickly dissipate. Regret and... something else, gnawing at his insides. Something painful. Or maybe that was simply it: pain.
This was hardly the first time he'd told his father he hated him. It had been a simple answer once, with no thought required. It was 'normal' for a demon. It hadn't been so emotional since back around his mother's death, but times between him and his father back then were blurry at best.
Did he hate him? He'd felt like it moments before, but now? He hated Vyers for what he did, but...
Laharl groaned in frustration. Feelings were just so DAMN complicated! Only thing he was certain of right now, was how much he hated them right now. Stupid feelings.