http://love-me-blind.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] love-me-blind.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2006-11-09 12:13 am

Somebody told me I'd always have to bow [active]

Characters: Timon, Princess Ai, anyone else who wants to join
Content: After leaving a broody Laharl at the hotel, Timon and Ai go to grab a bite to eat
Setting: Cafe Ersesat [N8]
Time: Late evening
Warnings: None, as of yet.

* Continued from here



Ai found it extremely hard to believe that something that small could devour something so huge. Her eyes widened as Timon showed her just how many sandwiches he wanted to eat.

"Timon, that's more than your body length, you sure you can even eat that much??" She couldn't help but laugh at him, moving him up onto her shoulder if he so chose to ride there. Hopefully they'd find a place to buy something for Laharl as well. Even if he was being a brat.
ext_1001662: ('Let Me Explain')

[identity profile] cowardly-hero.livejournal.com 2006-11-09 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course I'm sure." he replied confidently. "I'll prove it, too. If there's one thing I can do, it's eat. Your lookin' at the slug swallowing champion. The bug belching master! The undefeated cricket cruncher. The grub gulping king! Maggot munching-"

Coming to a halt, the meerkat looked down at Ai from his new perch upon her shoulder. The talk of insects didn't appear to sit well with all the other girls he had talked about them with, hopefully the princess wasn't the same. Sharing an apologetic smile, the meerkat innocently shrugged while giving a nervous laugh.

"So, uh, where we goin' for a bite, princess?" A smug grin spread itself across Timon's lips as he continued to eye the girl. "I never knew you were royalty, why didn't you say so in the first place?"
ext_1001662: (Hula)

[identity profile] cowardly-hero.livejournal.com 2006-11-09 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
Bearing a proud smile, he continued to leave out the part where Simba had beaten him at all the listed events over the years. But Ai didn't know that, and she wouldn't as long as she thought of him as a God.

"Only the best!" Timon boasted, looking at his claws casually. He rubbed them against his chest before inspecting them for a second time, he hold his pose for at least a minute before breaking free in shock from what Ai had said. Shaking his head in disbelief, the meerkat cleaned out his ear with his pinky to insure his ears were not deceiving him.

"You don't want people treating you like royalty? But...why?!" The entire concept sounded crazy to Timon. He just didn't understand why someone wouldn't want to be recognized, and treated with the respect they 'deserved'. "I mean, if I was king, I'd have people bowing down to me all the time. Beautiful 'kats, fanning me, feeding me grubs... Ooooh, I can see it now!"
ext_1001662: (Hula)

[identity profile] cowardly-hero.livejournal.com 2006-11-09 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Timon's expression dried up into a frown at the laughter he had caused. He didn't find anything funny about his little dream. But the blondes snorts interrupted his thoughts, cutting through them enough to throw a look of equal disgust and confusion upon his face. Now THAT was weird. Snorting; it kind of reminded him of Pumbaa.

...

Looking some what dazed, the meerkat didn't respond to Ai right away. Actually, he hadn't even noticed she had said anything until he caught her looking up at him from the corner of his eye. "Hu? Oh! Looks good. Laharl and I were here for lunch." Smiling, the redhead unexpectedly leaned against the girls head. "They got food fit for a king here. Princess' too. Cost's quite a bit though. You think you got enough for the two of us?"
ext_1001662: ('Let Me Explain')

[identity profile] cowardly-hero.livejournal.com 2006-11-10 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
Taken back at the girls response, he blinked several times while eying her as if she were mad. "Does it look like I have any money?" the meerkat questioned, pulling himself away from her head in order to allow her to inspect his physique. "I don't even have pockets!"

Timon continued to look down at Ai as if she were quite possibly the least intelligent being he had ever met. But the expression began to melt away as he came to ponder if she thought he would pay her back later -but where would he get money? It wasn't like he had a job or anything. Did this mean he had to get one? He wasn't ready to be making such commitments! Paying the bills, support the family... Why, he was only four! How could the blonde expect so much from him?

Shaking his thoughts clear, the redhead glanced over to the little restaurant. "Can we just go eat already?"

[identity profile] justcallmeed.livejournal.com 2006-11-11 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Why that little rat! When I get my hands around it's little thr--no. I'm gonna do one better! I'm going to use some of these jewels and plant things to transmute that rat a really heavy collar and throw it in the river!" Ed keeps plucking a gem here and there from the 'plantlife' and stuffs his findings into his pack. He's stalking the roads like a man possessed, grumbling the entire time.

"Maybe it's run away from it's master. Maybe that master is an alchemist!" Ed keeps babbling, but some of it is too quick for some to understand. He skids to a stop, looking around the buildings once he catches scent of cooking food. "DINNER!" He lets his nose lead him to the local cafe. "Hurry up, Alphonse!"

[identity profile] hollow-metal.livejournal.com 2006-11-11 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Brother!" His metal form clanking with each step he takes as he chases after is Edward. "Wait!"

He reaches out to try and grab Ed's arm from behind. "Calm down, brother! Come on, I know you're tense but thats no reason to fly off the handle like this!" His voice was desperate, almost whiney as he tries to get his brother to change his mind.

"Besides, maybe animals talk where he comes from! We already know that we're..somewhere else! He's probably lost too!"
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[identity profile] cowardly-hero.livejournal.com 2006-11-11 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Hu?" Reeling his head in the direction which was shared by the princess, the meerkats jaw dropped in shock at the two individuals running toward them. Even from a distance he was capable of recognizing the pair: Alphonse and Edward Elric, the two he had been conversing with through the journal system. They had actually found him!

Panicked, Timon looked back at Ai, ignoring her question as he threw himself behind her in order to keep out of sight of the two approaching. If this Ed was anything as he sounded on the network, he was absolutely horrified -a fair share angry, but for the most part frightened. Who knew what crazy tricks this guy would pull.

"I'm not here!" the rodent cried out, hiding himself behind one of the blonde's red, feathered wings. "At least not for now..."

He would make use of the element of surprise once the two got closer, then he could really give Edward a surprise.

[identity profile] justcallmeed.livejournal.com 2006-11-11 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
Once again his train has shifted to another track. When Ed was hungry, usually everything else fell by the wayside, and the smell of food was motivation enough to almost comprehend what his brother was saying. Ed finally stops and turns to look up at Al.

"Yeah, he could be from another place, but he could be from an alchemist, too. So, do you want to pass up a lead, or what? Besides, this place has food, and I'm starving. Practically wasting away, too!" His stomach agrees with Ed's suggestion of eating. He turns back towards the cafe and stops dead when he sees a girl with wings. Red wings.

"Alphonse? We are definitely not at home."

[By the by, I LOVE Timon's panic button!]

[identity profile] hollow-metal.livejournal.com 2006-11-11 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Ack!" He has to skid to a halt when his brother decided to stop so suddenly. Big metal arms windmill about as he tries to keep from tipping over. He lists forward, planting his feet on the ground with a loud thunk.

Looking up to where his brother was facing he sees the woman in question. After 'waking up' in a strange world, getting attacked by white slippy things, and talking to a meerkat on a strange computer, for the first time today he's not really suprized. He sighs and shakes his head, the metal scraping faintly. "That's what I've been trying to tell you!"
ext_1001662: (Angry)

[identity profile] cowardly-hero.livejournal.com 2006-11-12 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
Restraining himself from acting upon hearing Ai's labeling, the meerkat gave a quiet growl in irritation as he attempted to listen in on what the two brothers were saying.

They had funny voices. One was innocent, youthful, bright. The other was more rough, defiantly older. This enticed Timon to take a peak at the owners, his curiosity getting the best of him as he fought to maintain balance. Apparently the blonde didn't mind showing off her wings, that or she was preparing for flight. Now that would be an interesting experience.

None the less, his attention drifted back to the matter on hand as his head slowly peaked out to view the two strangers. One was fairly tall, a rock colour with a solid expression. The other was...shorter, more human like. The rodent fought to suppress his laughter at Ed's lack of height as he lowered himself back into his hiding spot.

His eyes narrowed as he counted down his plan of action. They hadn't noticed him yet, or at least it appeared so. Their focus would probably be on the princess seeing as she had now spoken, asking a question Timon could not resist to add on to.

"Yeah, and why don't you go back there!" he cried out before suddenly launching himself at Edward. He left no time for those present to question where his voice had generated from, appearing as nothing more than a small, brown-ish blur heading straight for the shortest Elric's head.

"Take this, yeah lousy Mook!"

[ooc: Why thank you. I thought it looked cute, capturing Timon perfectly :P -By the way, 'I Challenge You To Mortal Combat!'.]

[identity profile] justcallmeed.livejournal.com 2006-11-12 01:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[[OOC: Mortal combat! Uh, sure, how we do that without killing each other off? :)]]


Ed smiled brightly at the lady. She was friendly enough. And one never knew when they needed allies. He waved slightly and was about to answer when he heard a squeaky, tenor voice. "ACK!" A flying thing just launched itself from her neck. What the heck was that, some sort of weapon?!

He may have been a State Alchemist, but he was still a kid. Even the Military had yet to harden him into some stoic creature. If they had, the little flying thing would probably be dead before it could touch Ed. Ed tried to dodge, throwing his arms over his head, his auto-mail arm out first incase it decided to bite.

[identity profile] hollow-metal.livejournal.com 2006-11-12 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
It took a moment to sink in befor Al was able to comprehend what was going on. It's not every day small furry animals launch themselves out of blond winged women.


"Uh.." So this is a meerkat? He's\s actually kind of cute depite the fact that he's trying to claw out his brother's eyes. He reached out to carefully try and pluck the small animal off Ed, not wanting to hurt eighter of them in the process. "Please don't hurt my brother. I know he's a jerk, but he can't help it sometimes."

[identity profile] justcallmeed.livejournal.com 2006-11-14 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Ed panted a little, peeking out from under his arms to see the scrappy little creature flail about. Once he realized that he wasn't going to be skinned, or his eyeballs eaten, his mind processed the term 'mook' and neatly translated it as 'short.'

Now Ed felt it was his turn to lunge for the meerkat, hands flailing and his voice a high fever pitch.

"WHO YOU CALLING A MOOK YOU LITTLE RAT THAT'S TOO SCRAWNY FOR THE PIRRANHA TO EAT?"





[[OOC: One of these days, I'm gonna memorize simple codes...]]
ext_1001662: (Angry)

[identity profile] cowardly-hero.livejournal.com 2006-11-14 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
Attaching himself firmly to Edwards arm, the meerkat threw down his jaw with intent to bite the boy. Fortunately for his teeth though, he was pulled off just in time for his mouth snapping shut without coming in contact with the metal arm. The sharp sound of his pearly whites none the less remain an unheeded warning. He growled, unsatisfied to both hear and feel that his violent intentions had not fallen according to plan. That wasn't about to discourage him though...

Quickly snapping his lids open, which he had screwed shut upon preparing for impact when attempting to bite Ed, Timon's eyes wandered madly in search of an answer as of his whereabouts. As far as he knew, he was floating, at least it appeared so when he looked down. But in a mater of mer seconds, the rodent was provided with an answer from a familiar youthful voice. He frowned, kicked and twisting to break free of Alphonse's hold, not bothering to listen to what the boy had to say.

"Lemme at him! Lemme at him!" he barked, reaching out toward Edward with sharp, taunting, claws out and at the ready to re-sculpt the Alchemist's face. "I'm givin' him what he deserves!" His glance was thrown back at Al, a bitter, angered expression falling into one of shock momentarily as his digits carefully inspected the enchanted armor. For such a large creature he sounded fairly young. The rodent gulped at the thought of how much larger he would grow once he became an adult.

Raising a brow as he felt something wrap around him, Timon once again found himself in another's hold. Lucky for him it was Ai's and not Ed's. He used this to his advantage, pulling himself up and onto her shoulder, then her head where he could looked down upon the outraged boy. Dark brows knitted themselves together in disapproval as his appendages traced the outline of his neck, insuring the red bow tied around it remain secure.

"As if it weren't clear enough the first time, Mook! How 'bout cleanin' out your ears every once n' awhile, eh? -or do you not believe in bath's?" the meerkat snapped at the 'midget'.

[ooc: Without killing each other off? Eh... I haven't gotten that far yet ^^' Yay for fighting! -PUT 'EM IN THE CAGE!!!111on1]

[identity profile] justcallmeed.livejournal.com 2006-11-14 04:02 am (UTC)(link)

"MIDGET!? WHO YOU CALLING A MIDGET?! YOU'RE SO SHORT SANDFLEAS TOWER OVER YOU!!!"

Edward launches himself towards the Meerkat, his rage blinding him to the woman the creature on top her head.

"You look like a flippin' POODLE with that ribbon around your neck! Here, let me straighten it for 'ya!"
ext_1001662: (Angry)

[identity profile] cowardly-hero.livejournal.com 2006-11-14 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
"And your ugly enough to pass as a sandflea!" Timon growled before taking note of the similar pouncing position Ed was setting himself into. Thinking quickly, he threw himself down from his perch, sliding down the princess as if she were a jungle gym from limb to limb before finding himself in a suitable position where he could get at the boy.

"Poodle?! I'll show you a poodle!"

Jumping at the already air born Alchemist, the meerkat slipped inside the blonde's red coat, crawling about inside him in means to not only tickle Edward, but have him punch himself to in any attempts to pound the quick critter.

[identity profile] justcallmeed.livejournal.com 2006-11-14 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
Yelps as the meerkat skitters into his clothes. Edward was well on his way to founding the newest dance craze as he hops and wiggles, half trying to grab the meerkat, half trying to tear away his clothes in hopes of the meerkat being in them.

"AAAAH! ALPHONSE!"
ext_1001662: (Angry)

[identity profile] cowardly-hero.livejournal.com 2006-11-14 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
Ed could dance all he wanted. In fact, it was encouraged; it made him look like a complete fool. Although it did prove to make things a tad difficult for Timon who almost found himself ripped off once his tail had gotten momentarily caught in the boys hold. But he managed to slip free, of course.

None the less, it reminded the meerkat to stick straight to business knowing sooner or later the boy would catch him if he dawdled any longer. So, without hesitation -well, perhaps some in last minute second thoughts- he pulled himself up the blonde leg and bit down as tightly as he could on Edwards butt.

'That'll teach him!' he thought triumphantly before falling into disgust as to what his teeth had in their hold.

[identity profile] justcallmeed.livejournal.com 2006-11-14 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
Ed jumps as if the meerkat just bit him and then realizes it just did! Both his hands went to his rump, trying to grab at the critter.

"It BIT me in the ASS!" He howls, making futile grabs and trying to think how to transmute it into a bristle brush. "Gie i' off! Gie i' off!"
ext_1001662: (Default)

[identity profile] cowardly-hero.livejournal.com 2006-11-14 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
Timon showed no signs of un-locking his jaw, even with all the Alchemist shouting. As far as he was concerned, the Mook deserved it. He had waited for this moment ever since first having to put up with such back talk from the boy through the journal system -not that he was any better in means of watching his mouth, but that wasn't the point.

His teeth sunk in deeper as he tried to avoid flying off and onto the ground. The taste on his lips perhaps one of the most revolting he had ever experienced. 'Ugh, this guy really does need a bath!' he thought, his face scrunching up in disgust.

[identity profile] hollow-metal.livejournal.com 2006-11-14 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Brother!" He all but squealed as the meerkat dissapeared into his brothers coat. He flails his arms a moment, stepping to the left and then to the right as he completely blanked out as to what to do.

He covered his "mouth" with his hands, somehow managing to make a cold steel helmet look flustered. "Uhm...uh.." He reached out again with his large, leathery hands, looking to carefully cup them around the meerkat and scoop him up.

[identity profile] justcallmeed.livejournal.com 2006-11-14 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
Ed keeps on creating a rukus, not realizing all the eyes that are on him, gaping. All he can think of is getting the rat off him and turning it into a chimera. Maybe he would mix it with a slug so he can pour salt all over it to make it's insides turn out.

And maybe, just maybe in several decades, Ed would find this quasi-amusing with the way he was waving his rear in the air and his brother Al following him around with hands outstretched, waiting to catch--well...a meerkat.

And maybe it's just even funnier when Ed literally rips his coat to shreds and there is said meerkat, clinging to his ass through his outer shirt and pants, growling and snarling as he tries to bite through the fabric and meet more skin.

That's it. No more mister Nice Guy. With a quick bit of thinking, Ed claps his gloved hands together and then slaps his hands flat against his overshirt. A bright flash of light surrounds him and his intruder and in the next instant, a fairly large, dayglo pink hamster ball (yes, with airholes) containing one spitfire meerkat is deposited into Alphonse's hands. Ed doesn't look nearly as pissed as he feels when he finally stands there, his arms crossed. The red duster is now nearly torn in two on the ground, and his overshirt had become component for the container that now held the 'rat.' There was no use hiding his automail arm, what with only his tank clothing his torso.

Edward tries to regain some of his composure, but his rear end throbbing in protest to sharp little teeth isn't helping. He glares at the blond woman, but his anger isn't directed towards her, at least not yet. She didn't seem to know that this was the little 'rat's' plan all along. "Do you know if it's had it's shots? Because I don't particularly feel like getting them today."

[identity profile] hollow-metal.livejournal.com 2006-11-14 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
Alphonse scrambles to catch the ball 'o meerkat, cradling it in his hands so it doesn't roll around. He sighs, his shoulders slumping and he shakes his head in defeat. "Are you both done now?"

He sounds frustrated, not understanding why a fight had to happen at all.

[identity profile] justcallmeed.livejournal.com 2006-11-14 01:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Ed snapped back without thinking. "Well lady, I didn't exactly have the time to 'check'." He stopped, took a breath and held the bridge of his nose with two fleshed fingers. He could feel a headache coming on. He was as tired of this fighting as everyone else, but pride would keep him haughty and snappy.

"Look, all I know is that he," he made certain he stressed that for her, "came on my journal thing and asked what I knew about all the animals disappearing. Since I'm not from around here, I could only offer my theories and the next thing, this...scrawny little meerkat goes off as if I wanted to turn him into cat food, or something!"

Edward sighed and turned to the meerkat under plastic and watched him for a while, studying him. He lightly tapped his finger on the globe once to get the meerkat's attenion. "Listen, I'll let you out, but you gotta stop attacking me. I'm hungry, and if you keep me away from this food, I will resign to eating your stringy self." He stood there and waited. This creature proved he was intelligent enough to understand him, and he wasn't going to let it go until he received an acceptable answer. He was too hungry to care about an apology at the moment; that hard loaf of bread did nothing to sate him, and the smells coming from the cafe were addictive.

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