http://alone-by-choice.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] alone-by-choice.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2006-02-09 10:39 pm

Surrounded by Idiots [Completed]

Character(s): Ansem, Kadaj, Cloud, Hojo, Vicious
Content: Ansem arrives to smack a bitch see what all the commotion is about and interview Vicious.
Setting: Fortress of Darkniss™
Time: Tuesday afternoon
Warnings: Villain-anger, slapstick, fluff




Ansem was feeling the best he'd felt since his humiliating defeat at the hands of the Keyblade master as he made his way down to the great hall to meet his guest.

His guest was not there, however, and Ansem's temper kindled as he realised that stooge had, for no conceivable reason, led the mercenary down to the lower level. Everything on the lower level was classified. There were to be no strangers down there. Any fool would no that.

But apparently this one hadn't.

He supposed it was no great loss. Whether the mercenary agreed to work for him willingly or not, he would not be leaving these walls again but under Ansem's will.

When he reached the lower level and saw the signs of a struggle, the utter...disarray, and filth from out of doors that had gotten into his pristine laboratory, Ansem was immediately furious. Apparently a child's errand was too much responsibility for the scientist. And whoever was responsible for this mess was going to pay.

Turning a corner, he came upon an unusual sight: the unwanted jester sprawled out on the floor looking like a drowned rat, his spectacles askew as he glared at a strange shirtless man slumped half-dead against one wall.

This was unacceptable within his carefully-ordered domain. Completely unacceptable.

"Mr. Hojo!" Ansem growled. "What is the meaning of this?"

To Hojo

[identity profile] argentum-basium.livejournal.com 2006-02-10 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
Kadaj frowned at him slightly, a little annoyed at being asked that without so much as a "hello." Judging by the fact that this man, whoever he was, didn't seem to be worth the attention of Ansem at the moment, he was probably insignificant. Still, there was an odd sort of sense of familiarity about him that was rapidly making itself apparent to Kadaj, even if he himself had no idea who the other was.

He decided to humor him for now... mostly. With his best infuriatingly smug, superior look, he answered, "My name is Kadaj. What's yours~?"

Re: To Hojo

[identity profile] walking-complex.livejournal.com 2006-02-10 07:51 am (UTC)(link)
Kadaj. Well, he wasn't sure what he was supposed to do with a name, considering it wasn't familiar to him. Maybe he was hoping for an explanation, though in that case he realized he should have asked for one.

"...Hojo," he said, sounding sort of lost in thought. If only he'd gotten the other's name, he could ask if they knew each other... though he couldn't place why in the world it was so important to him. He just felt like he should know who this Kadaj person was, but he didn't. Strange.