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Us And Them [Completed]
Character(s): Timon and Urd
Content: The usual exchange of information and possible snark.
Setting: Palazzo Townhomes
Time: Week 13, Evening
Warnings: We'll see.
She had tricked him and as much as he hated to admit it, he had walked right into it. It wasn’t exactly a secret, and the goddess had surely noticed, he had been having a difficult time lately. The most recent events to unfold were beginning to show his true character. Everyone was ready to move on while Timon, well, he just quite wasn’t. They were willing to do whatever it took to return home, including march head on into the face of danger. Once he had been the same but now? Things had simply changed too drastically. He had endured enough from his previous attempts at finding away home to pursue the same path. The fact that he had recently lost his powerful body guards did not reign in his favour either. Not only that but his friends too. It was because of this he had decided to meet with Urd. He could not afford to lose anymore friends or anything that came close to it. He was desperate and far too scared to be alone. Let alone make any new enemies.
Of course, that gave him plenty of reason to be mad at the goddess. As far as he was concerned no one used him and for her to take advantage of him in such a state! It was no lower than Organization. He would have of loved to give the woman more than a good piece of his mind for such a sleaze act. However, he was not nearly as brave by himself as he was with Vyers there. The fact that he was hiding while he awaited Urd’s arrival was proof enough. Then again, if the goddess provoked him, he was bound to spit something out he’d regret. Timon had never been the type to think that carefully over his words and easily let his anger get the best of him.
Outside the gates of the little neighbourhood known as the Palazzo Townhomes, the meerkat awaited Urd. He had chosen to hide beneath one of the large statues of a winged lion situated by the gates to keep out of the view of anyone he suspected potentially dangerous. He was unsure how long it would take the goddess to arrive and refused to stand like an open target where anyone could see him.
Content: The usual exchange of information and possible snark.
Setting: Palazzo Townhomes
Time: Week 13, Evening
Warnings: We'll see.
She had tricked him and as much as he hated to admit it, he had walked right into it. It wasn’t exactly a secret, and the goddess had surely noticed, he had been having a difficult time lately. The most recent events to unfold were beginning to show his true character. Everyone was ready to move on while Timon, well, he just quite wasn’t. They were willing to do whatever it took to return home, including march head on into the face of danger. Once he had been the same but now? Things had simply changed too drastically. He had endured enough from his previous attempts at finding away home to pursue the same path. The fact that he had recently lost his powerful body guards did not reign in his favour either. Not only that but his friends too. It was because of this he had decided to meet with Urd. He could not afford to lose anymore friends or anything that came close to it. He was desperate and far too scared to be alone. Let alone make any new enemies.
Of course, that gave him plenty of reason to be mad at the goddess. As far as he was concerned no one used him and for her to take advantage of him in such a state! It was no lower than Organization. He would have of loved to give the woman more than a good piece of his mind for such a sleaze act. However, he was not nearly as brave by himself as he was with Vyers there. The fact that he was hiding while he awaited Urd’s arrival was proof enough. Then again, if the goddess provoked him, he was bound to spit something out he’d regret. Timon had never been the type to think that carefully over his words and easily let his anger get the best of him.
Outside the gates of the little neighbourhood known as the Palazzo Townhomes, the meerkat awaited Urd. He had chosen to hide beneath one of the large statues of a winged lion situated by the gates to keep out of the view of anyone he suspected potentially dangerous. He was unsure how long it would take the goddess to arrive and refused to stand like an open target where anyone could see him.
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She sighed loudly, making her presence known. Under the lion statue. Which meant she was not her full-size. As she walked toward him, Urd was actually a little bit shorter than Timon, her body and features shrunk to adorable proportions. "A bit skittish, are we?" Hands on her hips, she smirked at him, all her arrogance and confidence compressed into this one miniature version.
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“Well you’re not exactly helping either.” Timon snapped, spitting out the first words that came to mind. He placed one paw on his hip while he pointed the other at the goddess accusingly. “Don’t you know it’s rude to sneak up on guys like that? How long have you been standing there? Cause I gotta say, it definitely looks like-” Mid-sentence, the rodent suddenly paused.
Only now did it occur to him that the woman was at eye-level with him. Eye-level while standing, not kneeling, on the ground. No one was the same size as him, never mind smaller, especially not her. Last he had seen her she was as tall as any other human. Either he had gotten miraculously bigger or Urd had somehow shrunk. He was aiming for the second one. He stared at the goddess, backing away a few paces in horror. “W-what happened to you?!”
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She turned suddenly, long hair fanning behind her with the movement and frowned up at the meerkat. "That's not important now. What did you have to talk about?" Despite her currently diminutive size, her attitude was on par with the full-sized version.
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Speaking of which, the meerkat shared an equally unsatisfied look with the woman. He was as thrilled as she was to be there. And although he had managed to catch every word she had said, he only succeeded in understanding half of them. He was certain of one thing though: she was hiding something from him. Now there was a surprise.
“Dealing with the what?” he immediately asked. “What were you going to say? And for your information, you were the one who said they’d spill what you knew first. If you don’t talk, I don’t talk. Don’t think I don’t have things to do too!”
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"Fine," she finally sighed, abruptly turning again, her back to him. "I'll tell you something and then you tell me something. Then maybe we'll actually get somewhere." Urd loosened up a bit, gazing out into the street as she spoke. "I think the Organization might have an insider giving away their game." She frowned, lowering her gaze to the ground. "I don't have proof, exactly, so don't ask. It's a hunch based on something I experienced recently along with something that happened awhile back."
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“So, you only think one of their members is betraying them?” the meerkat repeated in his own words. He sounded sceptical. “That wouldn’t surprise me. They never completely act as an Organization these days, what with all the secrets they keep from each other and acting they do behind each other’s backs all the time.” He wondered if it had been Roxas, especially after he had told the Nobody to turn against his comrades. However, the ‘anonymous’ poster he had spoken with over the message board certainly was not him, as eerily familiar as they seemed. He wondered...
Breaking from his train of thought, Timon shook his head. “Alright, if we’re just going to be talking about hunches, I got one too.” He saucily replied. “I gotta hunch the Organization conducted their little experiments just to see if they could control visitors like they can Heartless and Nobodies. I also gotta hunch it’s going to rain in the next few days. Oh! And that orange will be the new black this season.”
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Urd's eyes widened and she immediately shut her mouth, turning away. Great, she was so on edge and short-tempered today that she gave away too much. Slightly subdued now but going into a full-fledged pout, she crossed her arms again. "They've never had the gall to come after me before. I'm too powerful for them. So something made them step up their game and it's only logical that it would be because one of their own is leveling the playing field."
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Timon was tempted to ask just what made the woman think she could overpower the Organization so easily but instead decided to keep the question to himself (at least, for now). He had no intent on angering the goddess further, especially after that rather unpleasant reminder of just how scary woman could be. At this point he could easily see Urd tossing him to the ground and placing him in a headlock at the question of her true power. If everyone found out that a girl, his size, had beaten him, they would likely never let him live it down either.
“I’m not a rat.” He corrected the goddess as he brushed off the spot she had poked him. “And just because I’m not as big and powerful as the rest of you that doesn’t mean I can’t recognize a Nobody too without some fancy pants power signal. Why, I bet you didn’t even notice the Org. member at your party last week.”
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At the end of his last sentence, she turned slowly to face him, expression devoid of anger, worry or arrogance. "...what?" She could only ask, genuinely shocked. Had there really been one there? With everything that had happened, all the unique and clashing powers, it was possible. Especially since the very mark of a Nobody was the sheer emptiness, the nothingness that permeated from them. It was actually probable that one had slipped in, disguised and unnoticed in the chaos.
Staring at Timon, she asked flatly, "And how do you know? What makes you so sure?"
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“They reek of Darkness.” He explained while giving his nose a light tap. “It’s impossible to miss – if you don’t have a completely useless nose like yours, that is. Why did you think I wouldn’t leave Vyers’ side the whole party? He’s not exactly the kind of guy you wanna be seen with, especially when he tries to pick of girls. The guy was watching us! You, me, everyone. I figure he was out to spy on us. I couldn’t recognize him though, just his scent. It was the young redhead that arrived Hades and definitely not Axel.”
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"Damn it!" she shouted, the power around her concentrating into a lightening bolt that exploded the paw of the lion statue. "This stupid dimension doesn't make any sense!" Too long now had her power been unstable. Now she was missing the obvious? Sure, she'd always been a bit single-minded and reckless, but even she should have sensed the presence of a Nobody, somehow. Then the attack...why was she so weak?
She brooded in dangerous silence, the occasional burst of electricity crackling in the air around her.
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“Hey,” the meerkat began, sharing an assuring smile with the woman. At least, until the burst of electricity that appeared around her. Timon did not get the chance to complete his sentence, for the scream to escape him, far louder than the explosion behind him, did not give him the chance. “Anyone could have made that-AHHHHHHHHH!”
He flew as fast as lightening itself from the statue, though appeared anything but graceful. He tumbled down from the statues base and onto the ground where he performed a series of somersaults before crawling back onto his feet. The sudden explosion had done more than just startle him, it absolutely terrified him. However, it was not the work of the loud noise alone. It was the electricity itself which Urd had summoned truly to blame. Sirens in his head wail in alarm after perhaps the most haunting thought of all came to mind: Larxene. Whether or not she really was there, he had no intention of finding out. As far as he was concerned, anywhere she was was somewhere he wouldn’t be. He wasted no time in turning back to check on the goddess, though he did look behind him to see if she had followed while he ran from the site.
Of course, it was never wise to look over your shoulder while you were running. Without watching where you were going you were bound to run into something, which was exactly which Timon did. Barely a meter away from the winged lion he had previously been on, the meerkat collided straight into its brotherly statue beside it.
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Still...she could have sworn he'd tried to get through to her.
Feeling her own twinge of worry and now guilt as well, Urd floated off the base of the broken statue to fly slowly towards the meerkat. "Timon?" she called quietly, hovering over him. She glanced around, making sure they weren't being watched and lowered herself slightly to gently poke one of his paws. "You alright?"
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Sitting himself up, the rodent began to retrace his steps in hope to answer the question of as to what he was doing on the ground and why his head hurt so much. He remembered talking with Urd, Urd cornering him, Urd yelling at him, poking him, discussing how his nose reigned superior to hers and- He stopped and gasped. He remembered now. “Larxene!” he suddenly shouted. As fast as Timon had fallen he was back on his feet again. “Is she still here?” the meerkat asked, eyes searching frantically about for any signs of the Nobody. “We have to leave before she comes back. Did she hurt you? Are you okay? How many fingers am I holding up? Can you walk?”
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She sneaked a peek at him now, wondering what would explode out of him next.
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“You mean that was you?” he asked in astonishment. “But when did… How… You just…?”
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“It matters completely! I mean, if you’re as powerful as you make it sound, you can beat these guys! How much of a plan could you possibly need? I call ‘em out, you pop ‘em! As easy as that. There, all planned. Besides, we don’t even know who the betrayer is. How could we possibly use them?”
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Pursing her lips in exasperation, she put her hands on her lips. "It's not like I'm some genie that can magically get rid of all your problems. There are so many other things to take into consideration...besides, if I could take out all the bad guys around here, don't you think I would've done so already?" She waved one hand around a bit wildly. "We should take advantage of the chaos in the Organization!" Of course, she had no idea how to do such a thing.
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So he had been right all along; she wasn’t nearly as powerful as she claimed. It was just a cover-up. He wasn’t surprised, he had seen through her act from the very beginning. However, Timon was in no rush to call the goddess on it. After all, she could still easily set him aflame or worse! “If you say so.” He said and left it at that.
“This problem is yours too.” He reminded Urd. “A problem that you don’t exactly know how to solve either.” The meerkat sighed and began to pace. As usual, it looked like he would have to do the whole ‘thinking of a plan’ part. He hummed softly and brought his paw up to his chin in thought. “We could bribe him into giving information. They want to see the Organization fall anyway, how difficult could it be? Just give ‘em what every Nobody wants and they’ll be happy. They tell us where the Organization is hiding, their weaknesses and then we’re good to go.” Timon paused, looking out into the street lost in thought. “They already don’t trust each other, so if we stirred the pot even more we could easily get them all against each other. We could set them up, make it look like a bunch of them have been leaking information. If they don’t bop each other first, they’ll be so caught up in their conflict we could easily sneak up on them and do it ourselves.”
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Urd's train of thought was interrupted as Timon outlined his plan. She slowly started to smile as she listened. Well, now. Maybe he did have some shred of cunning. After all, he'd somehow survived this long, hadn't he? "You might not be completely useless after all," she said after he finished, grinning. "That's a great plan, except I have no idea what the Organization wants. I just thought they spent their time terrorizing the villagers and doing creepy experiments." She wiggled her fingers to emphasize this. "Are they so easily bribed? They just seem like hollow shells. How do you tempt something like that?"
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“Of course it’s a great plan; I am the one who came up with it. And let me tell you, there’s a lot more where that came from. But let’s get one thing straight here: If I’m gonna have to come up with all the plans here and explain all this stuff to you you’re gonna owe me, and I mean more than just telling me about some ‘hunch’. I don’t just don’t tell this stuff to anyone, you know.”
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"Fine," she said briskly, her head popping back up to smirk at him. "I owe you. In fact..." Urd held out her hand to her side, a nearby pebble the size of the meerkat's paw flying into her hand. "I'll do you one better. A binding contract of sorts." She held out her hand, the small stone hovering over it. She flicked her gaze up at him, eyebrow arched. "You might wanna stand back."
A few seconds later, another crack of lightening split the air and hit the pebble, disappearing almost as soon as it appeared. The stone thrummed with glowing energy briefly before settling into Urd's hand once more, now marked with a strange symbol. "This is my personal rune. I swear on my pride as a goddess, as long as you have this, I owe you one favor, no matter how large." As she spoke, her other hand undid the miniaturized black sash around her waist -- no larger than a small ribbon -- and threaded it through the stone, making an amulet perfectly sized for Timon.
Before he could react, she slipped it over her head, the marked pebble light as a feather and warm to the touch. "So, mighty leader. What now?"
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As instructed, the meerkat took several steps back. In doing so, he found himself incredibly relieved he’d done so when the burst of lightening returned. The loud crack it made when in contact with the pebble was still enough to make him jump but not nearly as bad as it had previously. When it had all cleared, he cautiously approached the goddess again, staring at the pebble in her hand while she weaved it into a necklace. After a display like that, he wasn’t quite sure what to say until she addressed him as leader. Oddly, he appeared to show more dislike at the title than pride.
“Don’t tell anyone I’m involved in this.” He said, fearful of the Organization ever receiving word of his involvement. He was already in a lot deeper than he ever intended and if they ever found out… Timon dared not think about it.
“Nobodies are created when a strong enough heart is lost to the Darkness.” The rodent explained. “Sometimes the ‘shell’ left behind will continue to go on with an unfeeling will of its own. Their purpose is to regain the hearts they lost. The ones we’re dealing with might be stronger, but they’re still Nobodies. We just have to assure this traitor a heart or two. Of course, we don’t have to be specific as to what kind of heart it is. We just have to make them think it’s the kind of heart they want. They want hearts? We have plenty of hearts, drawings of hearts, that is. Drawings, cookies, whatever works.”
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When Timon mentioned hearts, she held back a laugh. Simple yet effective. And thoroughly sneaky. Urd was starting to suspect just how underhanded the meerkat could be and, frankly, she liked it. "You really think they'll fall for something like that?" she asked, turning around in place to face him once more. Suddenly, she snapped her fingers, a wicked smile curving her lips.
"We can do better than something like a picture. They know I'm powerful -- they sent one of their strongest after me, for whatever reason...it may have been to see what the limits of my power are." Hands on her hips, she stared off into the distance, lost in her own train of thought now. "Chances are, they don't know what I am and am not capable of. I bet they'd think I could give them a heart if we made look convincing enough."
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“Oh yeah, you’re powerful alright.” He agreed, ignoring the uncomforting smile to spread across her lips. “And you know exactly who the strongest member is, having dealt with them before, I’m sure. Just out of curiosities sake though, what exactly did this member that attacked you look like, hu? Were they of the tall, dark and old variety? And what about this heart? We don’t even know what they’re supposed to look like. They’re not like actual hearts.”
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"Actually, yeah...he had silver hair, anyway." She straightened her shoulders, flipping her own light-colored hair off her shoulders. "Not that that's a sign of old age," she added with a sniff. Her gaze was narrowed as she stared at him again. "How did you know?"
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Timon listened with a bored expression on his face. “Whatever. I’m just saying you don’t see me sproutin’ no grey hairs.” Mostly because he pulled every grey hair he found out, but that was beside the point.
“I know a lot of things. You were right though, they must have some sort of special interest you. That wasn’t any old Nobody that paid you a visit last night, that was Xemnas, the leader of Organization Thirteen. What the Superior was looking for is beyond me. Maybe he was testing you… Maybe he thinks you might be useful to the Organization somehow, what with the way you boast about your power and all. I wouldn’t exactly consider that an honour though. Lemme tell you, it ain’t fun. Did he say anything to you, anything that could explain why he paid you a visit?”
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She slowly rose up into the air. "I think I've had enough. We have the makings of some kind of plan, so let's go with that. I've gotta go." Pointing a commanding finger at the meerkat, or more accurately, the stone around his neck, she added, "That's a one time deal, incidentally. Don't waste it."
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Where was she going? The information he had given her, what did she plan to use it for? And that plan… Was she really going to go through with it? Timon was surprised by how many questions the goddess had awoken. That hadn’t been part of her plan when meeting him, had it? He was suspicious. The same went for the rock she had given him; the light show had certainly added to the effect, but what was he supposed to do with it? Was there any function to it other than to symbolize her debt? Did he just trade it in when the time came to call in a favour? He would have to take a closer look at it later.
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