But who would want to hurt an angel? [Active/Closed]

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Characters: Laharl and Flonne, possibly Etna later
Content: Flonne lets Laharl know just what the panic in the city is about and how she's involved. No, this won't go well.
Location: Library Hotel, Laharl's room
Time: After Harry's meeting
Warnings: Angry Laharl? Angry, angry Laharl.

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[meteor_impact]

While he hadn't been outright avoiding her now, he was still, to some extent, keeping out of the love freak's way. Dammit, why did Etna have to go and say that? Dammit.

The overlord was laying on his stomach at the end of the bed, facing the TV. He was, unsurprisingly, playing one of the many video games he had amassed over the past months.

Laharl just couldn't face Flonne. Not with that hanging over them. And not with the funny sensation that filled his stomach when he was with her. He had no clue what it was. Just something filled his stomach, and made him feel almost ill. Usually followed by his face turning red and stupid looking. The entire thing was uncomfortable and she was the one causing it. Somehow.

He had eased up a bit with his avoidance since that post. Her unhappy face was even more difficult to bear. Why did she had to always look so sad? He just couldn't resist that STUPID face

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Loud noises and yelling and sound effects - he was playing video games again. That made things worse - she was interrupting that to give him bad news.

"I-I need to talk to you," she said quietly, voice nearly lost under the noise of the video game. "I- They-" She found herself unable to spit it out, or even to speak. It was too much to take in, and she couldn't even get his attention-

"Laharl-san, they want to kill the healers!"

[meteor_impact]

Contrary to her belief, far more of his attention was on her than the video game, and when she finally said what she'd been trying to say, it was proven as his entire team of characters keeled over, and the text 'Game Over' filled the screen.

Laharl turned his head back towards Flonne, his attention now completely on her, and his expression questioning. Had he just heard what he thought he just heard?

"W-what?"

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Oh.

Now that Flonne had his attention, she wasn't sure what to do with it.

"They..." she started, then figured she'd better clarify. "The people keeping us here...th-they want to make everyone into monsters, and..." Her voice faltered, growing quieter in the absence of background noise. "A-and they...they want to kill the healers so we...so we can't help people...s-so we can't stop them..."

At Harry's meeting, Flonne hadn't known the shock she was in for, and she'd been able to keep it down, to focus on the plan at hand and figure out how she could help. Now, here, repeating what she'd heard, what it meant finally sank in. Now she was scared, and visibly so.