Capri
dune agenda
"Woah~ Hey now!" Adam held up his hands in a defensive posture. "I know when a girl is just playing hard to get. I'm here for your sake, not your little pet's..." Adam sighed, a blush reddening his face. "Man... Um, listen, I'm up for whatever, as long as we get to hang out, okay? I'm really a lonely guy, you know? ... Don't leave me out here in the cold."
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Albert held up a hand to Ada to signify they were done for now as he turned toward Laharl. "Overlord Laharl...? Aren't you something else... You look rather minuscule, but I suppose looks can be deceiving, can't they?" The man was smirking as if pleased with himself. Perhaps it was due to how well all this seemed to be going.
"I'm pleased you're capable of the English language. We assumed your case could have been a glitch with the language programming that we installed into each of you, but we hadn't imagined it would allow for bilinguals to speak other languages freely..." Albert paused, seemingly pensive for a moment. It was hard to tell where he was looking from behind the sunglasses. "It worked to such a perfect degree, that I wonder if language translation is just a natural side effect of dimensional travel."
"It's certainly a theory," Annette said.
"In any case..." Albert waved Laharl off. "We have no need for you now. Run along if you want."
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"A genocide..."
Well, that was rather grim.
Cullen let out a long breath as he looked upon the mask Charlotte had put on. It was a weird-looking thing that made him think of some kind of demon, though Cullen had seen enough such beasts that they all tended to run together in his memories. If this kid had been trapped in a dimension with alien creatures, well... Cullen could relate, couldn't he?
Truthfully, the idea made him more annoyed than anything.
"Take that mask off," he said, sounding unkindly. "There's no need. Silver lining? You're not there now. Not much better here, but now you're not so alone, are you?"
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Albert held up a hand to Ada to signify they were done for now as he turned toward Laharl. "Overlord Laharl...? Aren't you something else... You look rather minuscule, but I suppose looks can be deceiving, can't they?" The man was smirking as if pleased with himself. Perhaps it was due to how well all this seemed to be going.
"I'm pleased you're capable of the English language. We assumed your case could have been a glitch with the language programming that we installed into each of you, but we hadn't imagined it would allow for bilinguals to speak other languages freely..." Albert paused, seemingly pensive for a moment. It was hard to tell where he was looking from behind the sunglasses. "It worked to such a perfect degree, that I wonder if language translation is just a natural side effect of dimensional travel."
"It's certainly a theory," Annette said.
"In any case..." Albert waved Laharl off. "We have no need for you now. Run along if you want."
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"A genocide..."
Well, that was rather grim.
Cullen let out a long breath as he looked upon the mask Charlotte had put on. It was a weird-looking thing that made him think of some kind of demon, though Cullen had seen enough such beasts that they all tended to run together in his memories. If this kid had been trapped in a dimension with alien creatures, well... Cullen could relate, couldn't he?
Truthfully, the idea made him more annoyed than anything.

"Take that mask off," he said, sounding unkindly. "There's no need. Silver lining? You're not there now. Not much better here, but now you're not so alone, are you?"