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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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She liked having that power over him, it was invigorating, and she could tell the rest of the Organization everything. No one would doubt her prowess-- well, not like they doubted her anyway, really. She giggled. "So, hold on to your power, your vassals, your accomplishments. Demons have love too means nothing to you."
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Mother... Father..Etna..F..Flonne... None of them were here to help him. He was alone. He hated to be alone. He should be able to stop this on his own though, but... he couldn't. He was too weak... too weak...
He'd done so much, but he couldn't fend this women away. He was trapped. His emotions were overwhelming him, the drug effecting them even more. He just wasn't in control.
He couldn't help it as he let out a choked sob, the couple tears managing to escape down his cheeks, as she mocked him with his words and used them against him. Love... love... He denied it to come to terms... but... he... denied his mother? Could she be angry at him for it? Disappointed? Damnit... Mother... Her words meant something to him. They were hers! He had so few memories of her... they were few things he remembered.