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paixaorpg2007-05-04 05:11 pm
overlords_wrath) wrote in paixaorpg2007-05-04 05:11 pm
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Demons Have Love Too [Completed]
Characters: Larxene, Laharl, and some Dusks at the end
Content: Larxene's very unhappy with having been hurt in her recon mission. But, lucky for her, she gets to mix a little revenge with work. Much to Laharl's ultimate dismay. He's helpless to defend himself from her.
Setting: Unknown.
Time: A few hours after this thread.
Warnings: Torture, trauma and just all kinds of ...yeaaah.
The Overlord wasn't completely sure what happened after he'd fallen over and couldn't get up. Larxene had been standing over him. Taunting him. Blackness enveloped them... then... he wasn't sure. It was foggy, much like his head was now. It felt like cotton was stuffed in his head. He was aware and awake, for the most part, but he felt sluggish.
He was laying on something hard. Cool. A.. table? How had he gotten there? He tried to raise, but found none of his limbs wanted to respond. He wasn't bound by anything... Why could he move?! What... what had she put on that kunai? He wasn't sure, but he didn't like it one bit.
He didn't like feeling this, well, helpless. Damnit, how could he have been caught off guard like that? Damnit! And Flonne... Flonne was left behind as the medical center. Flonne... Not to mention Etna. She was going to be so pissed... damn. He was on thin ice with her as it was.
He forced his eyes open and tried to look around. What was this? Some.. sort of lab? He had a bad feeling about this.
Content: Larxene's very unhappy with having been hurt in her recon mission. But, lucky for her, she gets to mix a little revenge with work. Much to Laharl's ultimate dismay. He's helpless to defend himself from her.
Setting: Unknown.
Time: A few hours after this thread.
Warnings: Torture, trauma and just all kinds of ...yeaaah.
The Overlord wasn't completely sure what happened after he'd fallen over and couldn't get up. Larxene had been standing over him. Taunting him. Blackness enveloped them... then... he wasn't sure. It was foggy, much like his head was now. It felt like cotton was stuffed in his head. He was aware and awake, for the most part, but he felt sluggish.
He was laying on something hard. Cool. A.. table? How had he gotten there? He tried to raise, but found none of his limbs wanted to respond. He wasn't bound by anything... Why could he move?! What... what had she put on that kunai? He wasn't sure, but he didn't like it one bit.
He didn't like feeling this, well, helpless. Damnit, how could he have been caught off guard like that? Damnit! And Flonne... Flonne was left behind as the medical center. Flonne... Not to mention Etna. She was going to be so pissed... damn. He was on thin ice with her as it was.
He forced his eyes open and tried to look around. What was this? Some.. sort of lab? He had a bad feeling about this.
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A louder stifled cry and whine came from the demon boy. He could take pain and damage during battle. He was strong and generally undaunted by it, but no one had ever done anything like this to him. It was slow, painful. She was torturing him, and her words stung.
His mother had done it for him, and it weighed on him heavily. For so long it'd tried to brush it off, by closing off his feelings, love, the reason she'd done it. It never though had really stopped affecting him deep down. It had always been there caged away with his feelings. He'd learned to accept it then by closing it all away, however now he'd come to understand why she sacrificed herself for him. The cage was no longer locked.
But... a waste? Her.. saving him was a... waste? No! H-how dare she...
He glared at her, through the pain, wishing once more he could move.