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paixaorpg2008-07-05 03:21 pm
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Ones Lust For Knowledge [Completed]
Characters: Timon and Lust
Content: Simply sharing some knowledge over a midnight snack.
Location: Cafe Ersesa [H4]
Time: Night
Warnings: None at the moment
Timon was never big on straying from his friends these days, especially at night. The last time he had done so, a calamity ever so great had occurred, teaching the meerkat a lesson he would not forget. However, once again, he found himself following the exact same path he had before.
Having skillfully snuck from both Vyers and Pumbaa during their slumber, he quickly made haste toward one of the ever so popular Cafe Ersesat's. He imagined things to go well, especially for the fact that Luna, the woman he was meeting, by no means appeared linked to The Organization. She was meeting him inside, was she not? The area was well lit, there were plenty of people present, and she was completely new to the city. The threat by her seemed little. Besides, she was very polite and pleasant to speak with over the journals. What could possibly go wrong? They were simply exchanging information.
Which! The meerkat was pleased to be sharing in a more appropriate manner than over the journals. Since Illidan had begun complaining over the message board, he decided spreading the message personally would be much less dangerous and a lot less public. Organization Thirteen would know less of what he, as well as others, new this way too. This would keep them guessing... Hopefully. The sooner they could take down the Organization, the sooner he could get out of this. All this work and no play was really getting to him. He deserved a vacation. Two, at least. Not just some short, dinky, little vacation either. A long, peaceful, and relaxing one.
Sighing happily at the thought of simply resting in a cozy little hammok by a rippling stream, a thousand miles from any threat such as the Organization or 'Sin', he found himself about to walk into a wall. Snapping alert, which he should have been the entire time to avoid being followed, he came to a halt before the wall made him.
"Whew! That was close. I outta start payin' closer attention to where I'm-" Suddenly the cafe's door swung open, smacking the little rodent in the face. "... Going."
Peeling himself from the door, he rubbed his face before kicking the door angrily. But as anyone could guess, that did not seem to go over all that well. He yelped, immediately grabbing his foot while hopping about on the other.
"So that's the way it's gunna be, hu?" the redhead mumbled to himself, looking up at the overwhelming structure. "-Eh?" It was then he noticed high up the door handle was. Usually, someone of the tall, human-like verioty accompanied him, opening the door for him. Because of this, he had forgotten just how difficult it was for someone of his stature to enter these buildings. Mumbling once again, he began to jump up in hopes of reaching the handle.
First things first, when he was mayor, he would make all buildings install meerkat friendly doors.
Content: Simply sharing some knowledge over a midnight snack.
Location: Cafe Ersesa [H4]
Time: Night
Warnings: None at the moment
Timon was never big on straying from his friends these days, especially at night. The last time he had done so, a calamity ever so great had occurred, teaching the meerkat a lesson he would not forget. However, once again, he found himself following the exact same path he had before.
Having skillfully snuck from both Vyers and Pumbaa during their slumber, he quickly made haste toward one of the ever so popular Cafe Ersesat's. He imagined things to go well, especially for the fact that Luna, the woman he was meeting, by no means appeared linked to The Organization. She was meeting him inside, was she not? The area was well lit, there were plenty of people present, and she was completely new to the city. The threat by her seemed little. Besides, she was very polite and pleasant to speak with over the journals. What could possibly go wrong? They were simply exchanging information.
Which! The meerkat was pleased to be sharing in a more appropriate manner than over the journals. Since Illidan had begun complaining over the message board, he decided spreading the message personally would be much less dangerous and a lot less public. Organization Thirteen would know less of what he, as well as others, new this way too. This would keep them guessing... Hopefully. The sooner they could take down the Organization, the sooner he could get out of this. All this work and no play was really getting to him. He deserved a vacation. Two, at least. Not just some short, dinky, little vacation either. A long, peaceful, and relaxing one.
Sighing happily at the thought of simply resting in a cozy little hammok by a rippling stream, a thousand miles from any threat such as the Organization or 'Sin', he found himself about to walk into a wall. Snapping alert, which he should have been the entire time to avoid being followed, he came to a halt before the wall made him.
"Whew! That was close. I outta start payin' closer attention to where I'm-" Suddenly the cafe's door swung open, smacking the little rodent in the face. "... Going."
Peeling himself from the door, he rubbed his face before kicking the door angrily. But as anyone could guess, that did not seem to go over all that well. He yelped, immediately grabbing his foot while hopping about on the other.
"So that's the way it's gunna be, hu?" the redhead mumbled to himself, looking up at the overwhelming structure. "-Eh?" It was then he noticed high up the door handle was. Usually, someone of the tall, human-like verioty accompanied him, opening the door for him. Because of this, he had forgotten just how difficult it was for someone of his stature to enter these buildings. Mumbling once again, he began to jump up in hopes of reaching the handle.
First things first, when he was mayor, he would make all buildings install meerkat friendly doors.
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"You know all those bright, glowin' animals walkin' around? They're called Lumens. Apparently, they're born when someone's heart overflows with with light. They come in a bunch of different forms, just like the things made by the darkness in people's hearts. Those are called Heartless. They like to collect, ugh, hearts. Weird, ain't it?"
The little meerkat rubbed his chin as his eyes wandered around the cafe aimlessly. He was certainly used to sharing similar information with others, allowing him to remember most things quite easily due to the numerous times he had repeated it. But, none the less, some careful thought was required to ensure he had not missed anything important. There was a lot of information hiding in his tiny skull. More than even he knew himself. Sorting through it all wasn't easy, especially when he had food on his mind.
"There is another result when a heart is lost to darkness," he began, doing his best to force his thoughts away from the mouthwatering smells that reached his nose. "When a strong heart is lost, the 'shell' left behind can continue to live, and take on an unfeeling will of its own. They try to regain the hearts.
"The weaker ones are thin and white creatures, nothing to special. They're a lot like the heartless. But the strongest..." Shaking his head, Timon leaned in closer to Luna. His voice became a hoarse whisper as he inspected the premises once again in fear of an unwanted presence appearing. "They apparently retain their previous form, intelligence, and work together as one big Organization."