Hiding spot. [OPEN]

[beautyqueenetna]

Flonne was very tired by the time she reached the icy riverside. But she was also very relived to have escaped the castle.

"Ohhh.... I'm cold and tired and scared. The Seraph is going to be very angry! I failed my mission! But how can I go back there... That boy is going to kill me! @.@"

*growl* Flonne looked down at her stomac and held it for a little bit. It had been a long time since she had eaten anything. She was feeling a little weak. Thinking about Master Lamington, she held on to her pendant and prayed. "Oh heavens, please protect me! I'm not here because I want to be. Please let Seraph Lamington understand me!" She noticed a fairly flat rock nearby, so she stopped to clear the snow from it to sit down and rest for a bit.

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Waking up a few hours later, Flonne decided that she needed to find some food. "It's so hard to find food here! I don't want to hurt any of the animals, but I'm so very hungry!" She started to look around the area for some berries, but with no luck. "It's just to cold here! Nothing is growing!" Just as she was about to give up, she noticed a bunny hiding in the bushes. "It looks like I have no choice..." Desparation took ahold of her as she grabbed her bow and shot the little bunny. "WHAT HAVE I DONE!" She cried, "I've taken a life!" She sat in the snow and held the dead rabbit close to her as she sobbed for awhile. "I must not let him die in vain!"

Flonne gathered up some dead leaves and branches, and started up a fire. She skinned the rabbit and tied the carcus above the flames. She used the fur from the rabbit as a small blanket to sit on so she wouldn't get too cold on the snow. She was too wrapped up in her cooking that she didn't notice a couple of young monsters come up to her.

"Fooood...." The monsters lunged towards the young angel.

"NOOOO!!!!!" Flonne put up a defence barrior around her, that refected the monsters from her. They looked angry and surprised at the power that the young angel had. The monsters kept trying to attack her, and she kept fending them off. This went on for quite some time, until the monsters got fed up and started to leave.

Flonne looked at the rabbit on the flame, and knew that it was too much food for her. "Are you hungry?" she asked, "there is more then enough for all of us here if we share." The monsters were surpried at the compassion that she had, there wasn't much of it in the neatherworld. But happy with the fact that they got a free meal, they decided to sit around the fire with her, and share the meal. Flonne was happy that she just made a few new friends, and she didn't feel lonely anymore.

[Machina]

Laharl had learned of the angels whereabouts from the gate keeper, kind enough to open the portal to the location in which the girl had attempted to hide. He stormed through the opened portal, wielding his sword as he snarled in rage.

"Here you are! What do you think you'[re doing?! Coming here to kill my old man and then running away like that. You coward!" He hissed his words at her, his scarf flapping behind his back with the chilled breeze that blew by; his eyes flickering from the angel to the zombies which sat around her meager fire.

"You idiots! What do you think you're doing? Attack her!"

[beautyqueenetna]

Flonne was very scared, which was an emotion she was getting used to here. At least she had more energy after finishing her meal.

The zombies were quite full at that point in time, and were greatful of the angel. The did not know why she was helping them, but they did know that she was treating them better then Laharl ever did. They stood around the angel to protect her.

"Thank you" Flonne managed a small smile of gratitude towards the monsters. He face changed into a mixture of fear and anger. "Laharl," as she had learned his name from her new friends, "Leave my friends alone! You have no love for them!"

[Machina]

Laharl exploded into a ball of rage as the angel addressed him, his eyes narrowing as he shrieked at her and the zombies protecting her.

"Who do you think you're talking to! I'm the next overlord! And if you zombies don't do what I say, you'll regret it!" His hands were gripping the sword he held tightly, his teeth chattering in the chilled air. "Now, do as I say and KILL HER!"

[beautyqueenetna]

The zombies looked at Laharl, looked at Flonne, and then looked at Laharl again.

Flonne screamed "HELP MEEEEE!!!!!!!" She didn't know if the zombies were going to come after her. She felt happy because the zombies started to go after Laharl, she knew that a little love went through to them. It was the first happy moment she's had since being here.

The zombies charged after Laharl.

[Machina]

Angered by the zombies disobedience and the angels presence, Laharl shrieked in rage, his eyes flaring with a new fire. "You stupid... GIRL!" He hissed, his laughter ringing out again; "Hahahahahahahaha! Blade Rush!"

He steadied himself and quickly dashed through the swarm of zombies that headed for him, slashing each and every one of them in his wake; standing at the end of the line huffing and puffing. "You.. idiot... You can't beat me!" He breathed harshly, his eyes turned on the angel with a violent glimmer; a bit of drool gleaming on his parted lips as he continued breathing roughly in tired irritation.

[beautyqueenetna]

Flonne didn't know what to do! Laharl was hurting her friends! She had to think of something quick!

Flonne dashed out in front of the zombies and put up a protective barrior, "My fight is not with you! Please just tell me where I can find King Krichevskoy!"

[Machina]

Laharl dropped his hand to his side, the sword hanging loosely in his grip as he looked at the angel. "You idiot. Don't you read the news? You're too late! My old man has been dead for years!" He hissed at her, shrugging nonchalantly as he stared her down; his eyes narrowed in wait.

[beautyqueenetna]

Flonne eyes widened. "You father is DEAD? That's so... sad!" Tears began to flow off her cheeks. "I'm so sorry about you loss."

[Machina]

Laharl blinked, nearly losing his footing at her words.

"You're sorry? Weren't you coming here to kill him anyway? What's there to be sorry about?!" He grumbled at her strangeness, crossing his arms with his sword still tucked safely in one hand in case she decided to try anything. He couldn't believe what a sap she was, coming here to kill his father and then telling him she was sorry that he had already died.

What kind of nutjob was she?