Post by Arashi on Jul 24, 2007 0:50:49 GMT -5
A lone form sat in the throne room, gazing into nothing in a bored manner. A frown formed over the demon's lips and he tapped his fingers against the arm of the throne. The lower part of Laharl's face was obscured by his cape, which was draped over his shoulders and was shaped in a bowl around his neck. His dark red eyes stared at the massive doors that lead out of and into the throne room. The pillars that stood 3 at each side along the path that lead to the throne had various demonic carvings within them. At each side of the throne room there were large pools of molten lava.
"Damnit! I need something to do!" He screamed at the empty room before puffing his cheeks in frustration. His slender arms crossed over his bare chest, which ribs could be seen sticking out. The demon's stomach seemed to cave in slightly from the bottom of the rib cage, as if he didn't eat much at all, though he ate like a king every night. His attitude suggested he was bored and his gaze suggested he was angry.
Laharl was feeling...dissatisfied, though he sat in the throne he had nothing to do. Nowhere to be, nowhere to go, nobody to pummel, and nobody to order around. No one that was around, anyway. His hands reached up to grip his hair and he stomped his feet against the ground. Laharl was so bored that he could hardly stand it and so he stood, pacing about in front of his throne.
"Damnit! I need something to do!" He screamed at the empty room before puffing his cheeks in frustration. His slender arms crossed over his bare chest, which ribs could be seen sticking out. The demon's stomach seemed to cave in slightly from the bottom of the rib cage, as if he didn't eat much at all, though he ate like a king every night. His attitude suggested he was bored and his gaze suggested he was angry.
Laharl was feeling...dissatisfied, though he sat in the throne he had nothing to do. Nowhere to be, nowhere to go, nobody to pummel, and nobody to order around. No one that was around, anyway. His hands reached up to grip his hair and he stomped his feet against the ground. Laharl was so bored that he could hardly stand it and so he stood, pacing about in front of his throne.
