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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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So perhaps Timon didn't have any control of this Resistance--or perhaps he was lying. But he didn't strike her as a terribly good liar. But that he could know enough of what they were doing to disapprove of the way it was run meant he knew more than he was saying.
"Oh? How would you do it differently?"
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It was true, Timon did know a lot more than he hoped let on. He also wasn't the best at lying. But he'd been keeping a balance been the lies and truths throughout the conversation. He wished he could trust the woman, but who knew what she would do with all the information he held. What if she got captured? What would they do to her for knowing so much? That is, if he truly knew anything at all.
He shook his head. He already had a plan if such an event were to occur to himself. Though it wasn't the best, it sure beat all the other alternatives.
That reminded him, if he was going to be wandering around the city in plain view, he too would need a disguise. He would have to get on that soon, as enthusiastic as he was to have to do so. Not.
Scratching his neck, he shrugged in response to Luna's question. "Make a more notable difference? So far it doesn't look like they've done anything but give the Organization a spook. They're trying to blame the Resistance now for crimes the they committed. Doesn't look like it's worked on anyone though."