It is Time [Completed]

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Characters: Luxord, Machu Picchu, Albedo, and whoever else is crazy enough to interrupt this menage a trois.
Content: Number X enters Paixao. Chaos ensues.
Setting: Muspelheim Gate
Time: Morning
Warnings: Snark? None yet, really.

It was a beautiful morning.

Ironically, whenever the Organization arrived on a world, it tended to be a beautiful morning.

Those never lasted long.

Luxord idly wondered whether Paixao would share the same fate as other worlds had before it – engulfed by darkness, the remaining fragments scattered across space, congregating and merging to form little half-worlds in the twilight.

Probably.

But for now, it was a beautiful morning, and Luxord had to enter the city before he could do any real damage.

He stood patiently in line, his black cloak the only features setting him apart from the multitudes of blonde, blue-eyed people before and behind him. No sense causing a commotion this early in the game – he didn’t want people remembering him when the real trouble started. No, better to wait patiently for now.

Except he didn’t need to be patient.

He allowed a slight smile to play across his lips as he grasped the threads of time before him and pulled slightly, increasing the speed of the time around the gate and the line he was in. When a twenty-minute wait had passed in five, he released the threads and let time settle back into its normal tempo.

It was then that the gatekeeper addressed him. “Name, sir?”

“Ludor,” he replied smoothly. Well, it wasn’t technically a lie.

Not that he cared.

“Thank you, sir.” The gatekeeper carefully recorded the pseudonym in his records and gestured towards a second booth. “If you’ll go to the second booth, you’ll receive your journal.”

Luxord continued on and picked up a sleek black rectangle from the second booth, barely hearing the gatekeeper’s final words to him: “Welcome to Paixao! Enjoy your stay.”

I rather think I will.

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[birddefender.livejournal.com]

Picchu woke up in the morning and looked around the room she had shared with Naruto and Haku. Naruto was gone without any indication of where he'd went, but that didn’t bother her. She had thought he was much like her anyway. Always wanting to rush onto the next task. She’d been poking over the journals late that night trying to get to sleep and noted some mentions of an Organization. And some individuals who seemed...questionable in motives and amusingly snarky on the journal system. She wondered if perhaps this..."Organization" was composed of these strangely similar individuals...and if they might have either her own, her brother’s, or her other siblings’ roles in this city. She also chose to keep an eye and ear for the one who her brother seemed to be interested in.

After writing a note to Haku and playing "cannibal" to an egg for breakfast, she decided to head out there and investigate Paixao thoroughly...and get a bath in the rain water. (Apparently the bird mindset missed the part about a bathroom in the hotel being ideal for that sort of thing, even if she was part a domesticated macaw.) She started walking. After a decent amount of traveling, she arrived back at the gates from which she had entered the city. She had a chance at to admire the handiwork from the inside this time. Sword still in hand, one might think she seemed to be imitating some sort of ridiculously tall monument. She did enjoy this city, even if it needed her and the weather was being ridiculous.