The Overlord's Castle [Active]

[overlords_wrath]

Character(s): Laharl and open!
Content: Come bug Laharl or do something else in the castle.
Setting: The Netherworld floor
Time: Whenever.
Warnings: DEMONS. :|b
Note: Can totally be a multi-threaded post for any who want to go up floors to Laharl's castle. And I'm willing to try NPCing some of the castle vassals even. :o (Zommie, Manty, etc.)


He hadn't expected to end up back here again quite this soon, but Laharl didn't completely mind it. It just still felt no less strange than the last time he'd been back here. Though it did feel like home, it wasn't really home. At least all the vassals that lurked there seemed as ignorant as ever of the situation, and he was happy to leave it that way. They probably wouldn't believe him even if he did tell them the truth.

At least now the whole human issue was solved. That would have been a huge problem if he'd had to return here like that. He was glad to be whole again, so to speak; a relief even.

Wandering to the throne room, Laharl hesitated a moment before slowly sinking onto the throne; his throne. Settling his arms onto the armrests, he sank back into the oversized chair. How stupid that something he'd been doing every day without thought, now felt so good... special even. If only it was the real thing.

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[overlords_wrath]

It seemed she wasn't going to say exactly what these feelings are... Not that he had a problem with that at all.

"Heh... that's weird coming from you," he mumbled, faintly amused how the Love Maniac didn't know what to do when it came to her own feelings. Laharl was flushed again at this point, but he managed to deal with it without hiding his face in his scarf. "You don't have to apologize or promise o-or anything, okay?"

"...Also, I'm, well... glad, I guess, you're feeling better about that stuff from before, but... she wasn't 'her', she was you. You... just don't remember. That didn't make her not you," he said, glancing up at her. "A-at least not to me."

[love_freak]

She lifted her hand to brush her bangs away from her eyes, smiling softly and looking down at their feet. "If you say so...I just wish I could remember. I get the feeling I've missed out on so much." Flonne lifted her gaze again, a look of tenderness and affection on her face. "We...we can make new memories, though." She took a step closer to him.

"Together."

[overlords_wrath]

"Not that much," Laharl muttered softly, before meeting her gaze with his own. He hesitated, the look she was giving him taking him off guard a bit, but he managed to collect himself enough to give a nod. "Mmn... T-together," he agreed softly.

[love_freak]

And that was enough to push her right over the edge. Her feelings blossoming like a pink firework in her heart, Flonne pushed forward and hugged him. "Oh, Laharl!" She felt so relieved, and so happy. It was okay that she loved him. And maybe some day, he could love her too...

[overlords_wrath]

"F-Flonne..." he uttered as he suddenly found himself embraced. He wasn't exactly too surprised, however. He was mostly only surprised she hadn't done it sooner.

Laharl was really glad now he'd brought her to his room. With no worries of anyone seeing him, he allowed her to hug him like this, making no movements to shove her away. He barely even stiffened, in fact. He was starting to get used to her hugging him it seemed. Maybe... even like them. A little.