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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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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.”