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04 August 2009 @ 11:04 pm
Who: Luc, Jeanette, Lucemon, Lilithmon + any other Demon Lords and their servants.
Where: Daemon's Castle
What: Planning for the fight against the digidestined.

The castle was much more of what it was since the time Lilithmon first came there. It was now filled with servants doting all over the place, bowing in the presence of Lucemon and Lilithmon. The place, while still spooky, was now garish, decorated with furniture and frigthful little things, all for the Demon Lords to command over with their own amusement. It was looking far more like a base. The same digimon who had paid respect to their Lords hissed and provoked the two children with berating threats and insults. Though the Lords had explained their plans in brief to their subjects, they had left much out including that the children would actually come to stay with them. Of course for those of the Dark Realm this was most unsatsifactory, left only with sanguine desires.

However, the watchful eyes of their Lords let the digimon know of their place. They would not dare touch the children if their Lords had not asked as surely their data would be extracted on point.

Two LadyDevimon came over to Lilithmon cackling as they stared at the children with great misgivings. She paid them little mind as then truend back to the children, Jeanette still floating within the bed.

"The power Lucemon shall give to you will rid your body of any of the pain you have now, but remember we can also cause more, so make your choices wisely." Lilithmon stirred her fingers within the air, whispering a few things back to the LadyDevimon,

"These two shall take you to your chamber as for now I'm sure you are most tired, as Demon Lords we have much to discuss, but we will have a grand feast so that you may get a welcome we take pleasure in daily." In that moment the two children were whisked away, and Lilithmon turned back towards her Lord, with a rather vile smile on her face. Oh how what was happening pleased her,

"I think we may test their loyalties to fight against their friends. I think if anything it'd be a delicious spectacle."


As they went up the rather large banister, everyone floating apart from Luc, he began humming which only seemed to annoy the two LadyDevimon, but they paid no mind, only staring far in front of them, they cared little for what these horrid little creatures would discuss.

"Aha what an interesting turn of events." Luc chuckled, his sight slowly panning towards Jeanette, "So what are you thoughts?"
psychiatriet on August 5th, 2009 06:40 pm (UTC)
"Perhaps it would be best to keep them apart, then. Although not after at least one mission together. I wish to see this power of teamwork that they place such a high value on in action." Lucemon did not say aloud that, together, they could prove a formidable team if they were of similar minds. Perhaps keeping them apart would be for the best, but not for the apparent reasons.

"I would prefer to avoid that if possible. This power they have appears to come from their very core, and I do not believe that any lesser Digimon could corrupt that. I find it inconceivable that even GranDracmon could." Lucemon left it unsaid as to whether or not HE could. He wasn't entirely certain, and he hated being uncertain of his own abilities. He could try, but he did not wish to damage them. Yet.

"In any event...Daemon. What justifies your disobedience to me?" Lucemon asked, turning on him, smiling menacingly, "I do hope you have a good excuse."

"My Lord, as I told you earlier, I have been within the Dark Area." Daemon said quickly, "In it I have seen many things. GranDracmon still lurks within his castle, and I was unable to infiltrate it."

"You, a Demon Lord?" Lucemon frowned. Had Daemon begun to rely on his minions too much?

"My Lord, his power is...incredible. I have not seen its like in this world, outside of the Digimon Sovereigns and yourself, of course. He has corrupted several of the Royal Knights, a task I believed impossible, and several of the most powerful Holy Digimon serve him. Few resist, and those that do are quickly destroyed by his Royal Knights. There are Digimon that I have never seen roaming the Dark Area, in their thousands. He is constructing a formidable army, my Lord." he finished.

"Well, we knew he was doing SOMETHING in there." Lucemon threw up his hands in dismay, "Although it matters not. No armies will stand between myself and GranDracmon when the time for his obliteration comes."


"You know nothing of psychological walls, your being hidden firmly behind your own that you are, like most people. That shall never change unless you reveal your true nature to someone voluntarily and are completely honest with them, something your true nature forbids you from doing." Jeanette replied, her tone neutral. She already knew the boy's true nature; he was arrogant and manipulative, and he liked to think he was complex, in a nutshell. He was no different to several other patients she had treated in the past. "The wall between us is of your own device, for I do not have walls. As a psychiatrist, I shall offer my services should you wish to talk about anything that troubles you internally. If you wish to talk, I shall listen."

"'Malicious' is a perspective, not an absolute. There are no absolutes in life. One could say that Alphamon was malicious in his intent. However, where he was pleading, these Digimon are resentful, and their hatred for humankind and other Digimon is on quite an advanced level. Far more advanced than your own hatred for those you perceive as weaker than you is, in fact. " she added, the thought occuring to her, "Yours is a natural superiority complex of normal level for someone of your age and personality type. Theirs is...inhuman, one could say. They are quite fascinating creatures." The boy - whose name she still did not know, nor did she care to know - had probably be drawn to them for that reason. He was certainly very comfortable here, and that was not a mask. He felt little fear at the prospect that they could be killed at any time. Interesting.

"My state of being is irrelevant." she replied. He seemed incapable of understanding her mindset. There was no such thing as "emotionless" for a human mind. Jeanette simply did not feel anything recognisable to one who did not know what they were looking for. This boy would probably never know what to look for. Dracomon hadn't, and he had been around her a lot longer than she had permitted anyone else to be.