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paixaorpg2009-11-02 06:12 pm
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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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"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?"