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Angels and Devils [Active]

Nov 04, 2008 21:59

Character(s): Larxene and Flonne
Content: Larxene's been looking forward to this particular experiment.
Setting: xxxx
Time: xxxx
Warnings: Larxene has Flonne at her mercy.

( Larxene was sharpening her knives. )

flonne, larxene, experiments

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faithxhealer November 5 2008, 03:51:09 UTC

Things were not going well for Flonne. She'd been in the street one minute and the next she was in a cell, staring at the bars on the door, Laharl's name still dying on her lips. She'd heard the stories about this place...this was bad, this was really really bad...

And that was before the strange white creatures dragged her, kicking and screaming until one clamped a hand (flipper? Arm? Something?) over her mouth, into a room where a table and the last person she ever wanted to see were waiting. She tried to struggle, but the white things were stronger and much more numerous than her, and soon she was strapped securely to the table, trying hard not to show her fear.

The white things were nothing. Now she had to face Larxene.

mercurialectric November 5 2008, 04:00:58 UTC

Larxene watched without hiding her amusement as Flonne was strapped to the table, although she remained silent. Arms folded, a smirk playing on her face, she just watched. And there was a moment where Larxene didn't do anything at all.

She wanted to savor this moment, to see this particular vassal helpless before her. Moments like this almost made her feel, and she was all but shivering at just the thought of what was going to transpire in this room.

Everything else just paled in comparison.

"Hello, Flonne."

faithxhealer November 6 2008, 07:21:05 UTC

Flonne's eyes snapped to Larxene, and she glared as best she could through abject fear. She wasn't going to give Larxene anything, not after everything Larxene had done to her and Laharl. She knew Laharl had escaped from this place somehow - maybe she could do it too once she got out of this room. For now, however, all she could do was stay where she was and give Larxene her worst (fear-tainted) glare.

mercurialectric November 9 2008, 03:39:09 UTC

Larxene was all but purring with pleasure, watching the angel's pathetic attempt at defiance and smiling at it as she would a kitten attempting to hunt a toy mouse.

And then, with one swift, fluid motion, she had summoned and slammed a kunai into the table Flonne was strapped to, planting it inches away from the girl's neck. All the while, her expression, her smile, never left her face.

"Shall we play, Flonne?"

Larxene passed through the angel and drank in her memories.

faithxhealer November 12 2008, 07:53:27 UTC

The kunai may not have hurt Flonne, but it had certainly shattered any illusion of calmness she might have had. She gasped, nearly choking on her own shock, and began to shake. She hadn't wanted to show any weakness in front of Larxene, but that plan certainly hadn't worked out.

And then the woman walked through her, and suddenly everything she'd felt or seen or heard or done was at the surface, swirling in an overhwelming mess. What stood out above the cloud of memories that threatened to engulf her was Laharl. Something had been wrong, really wrong with him, and she hadn't been able to help...

She swallowed hard and shook her head, still terribly shaken but trying her best to pull herself together. She couldn't let Larxene do anything - she couldn't! She had to make it back to Laharl!