paixaorpg | Paint It Black [Complete]

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Paint It Black [Complete]

Character(s): Ursula, Maleficent
Content: Ursula meets up with the Mistress of Evil
Setting: City Hall
Time: Week 15, Night
Warnings: None

It didn't take an incredibly intelligent, beautiful sea witch like Ursula to figure out where Maleficent was staying. The thorn wall around the city hall might have well been a flashing neon sign reading "Get your evil here." But, Ursula mused as she slithered up to what had to be the entrance, that was Maleficent's style. The dark fairy could stand to use more subtle machinations in her plans for darkness...not that Ursula would ever say as such. Though she (and the others, she knew) would never admit it, Maleficent's power was frightening and alluring enough to keep Ursula's tongue in check.

"Knock, knock," she called out now in a bored tone, absently patting at her hair to make sure she looked decent.

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Of course, Maleficent kept a close eye on those who drew close to City Hall. The riffraff could be ignored, of course, but now and then more interesting subjects approached, however seeing Ursula approaching actually did surprise the Mistress of Evil. It was an unexpected appearance, but a welcome one indeed. Their ranks was growing, and this pleased Maleficent no end.

A ball of light descended from City Hall, passing easily through the thorns before it burst into flames upon the ground as Maleficent herself appeared.

"Ursula," she greeted the sea witch, as the flames died down around her. "My, what an unexpected surprise! Your appearance was unforeseen, but you are most welcome, of course."

"Maleficent, my dear, you're..." Ursula hesitated as she drew near, eyeing the last glimmering tongues of flame with mild discomfort before smiling beatifically again, "...positively glowing...!" Since the mistress had gone through the trouble of such a flashy entrance, a little ceremony seemed appropriate, so she bowed slightly, surprisingly graceful.

"I'm as surprised as you are, believe me," she sighed when she straightened, placing her hand on one broad hip. "But! We mustn't complain. Not now, when all the gang is here." She chuckled, leaning towards Maleficent conspiratorially, adding, "Well, the best of the gang, anyway."

"I suppose one could say that," she replied, non-commitally. Whether who was here was the 'best of the gang' was up for debate, but they were growing in number which pleased her.

Maleficent then turned her gaze to the barrier of thorns. "Well then, I suppose an entrance is needed." A temporary one at any rate.

Weaving a spell, the thorns parted, creating an archway through the barrier. "After you," Maleficent then offered, pausing beside the opening to allow Ursula to pass through first. "We have much to discuss."

Frankly the idea of leaving her back open to Maleficent was less than comforting. Ursula paused for the barest of seconds before going ahead -- what choice did she have? It was too soon to risk her wrath, as easily offended as she was. "Of course we do," she chuckled, going through the archway. Even as she moved forward, she turned around to face Maleficent, her tentacles making her movement over the ground smooth and uninterrupted as she glided backwards. "For starters, why we're even here in the first place and what your plans might be." She pursed her ruby lips, eyebrows raised. "Surely we're not attempting the same thing again?"

Maleficent followed behind Ursula, coming up almost beside her as they passed through the thorns that regrew into place behind them.

"How exactly we've come to be here, even I do not yet have an answer for, however plans are falling into place," she said, her staff end clicking on the cobblestone every so often as she led the way towards the large doors of the building.

"Have you heard of Organization Thirteen?"

Ursula turned again casually, never letting Maleficent out of her sight as she stepped ahead. "Organization Thirteen? Hmm..." She tapped one crimson nail to her chin, feigning deep, musing thought as she followed Maleficent. "As far as brand name, it's not very impressive, is it? Numbers are so overplayed these days..." She shrugged, gazing up with subdued interest at the building that loomed over them. "Doesn't ring a bell. Friends or foes?"

"Foes of sorts, I suppose, though perhaps more simply just an interference," Maleficent explained. While certainly the Organization was working against them and might even have something to do with the reason they were here, they were not actively causing the villains trouble per-say. That was the point, of course. They wanted the Organization's focus to be on everyone but them.

"I hate interferences," Ursula sighed dramatically as they entered the building. "Worse than foes in a way, really. At least with foes, you know where they stand." She paused, crimson lips spreading into a smile. "Are we going to use them? I love using the idiots! They're so malleable."

"That is our intention," Maleficent replied, thinking of the meeting Hook, Hades and herself had held not so long ago.

"You may or may not be aware, but Paixao is, in fact, within a castle. A castle of memories. The Castle of Oblivion," the Mistress of Evil began to explain, following Ursula into the entrance hall of the building.

"Controlled by the Organization Thirteen. However, they are hardly cohesive. There is more than likely dissent amongst their ranks. And someone has said that if those here wish to go home, they need only climb the castle to find their way home."

She paused, clutching her staff close as she turned to Ursula. "With the Organization's eyes on those making this climb, we can allow them to deal with the Organization. Meanwhile, we can concentrate on discovering the power behind what it is exactly bringing us all here."

None of them exactly sure what it was, but to bring people across worlds had to be of great power.

Ursula listened carefully, absently toying with the seashell necklace resting against her chest. A castle of memories? A bit bizarre for most to wrap their brains around, she knew, but since falling in with Maleficent and the rest of the so-called-villains, she'd long since learned to expand her mind. So this was a created world to hold...what? People from different dimensions? And for what purpose?

As Maleficent continued, Ursula smiled slowly. Well, then. Who cared about the why as long as they got ahold of the how? "I do love how your mind works, darling," she chuckled darkly. She glided forward on her tentacles, surveying the hall.

"And...what's your stance on me doing a few side projects while I'm here? You don't object, do you?"

"I have no objections as long as they do not interfere with our ultimate goal," Maleficent reasoned. After all, if they remained too quiet, there would be those who might think they were planning something, and, of course, they'd be right.

While they did not wish to draw too much attention to themselves, they had to equally not gain attention from, well, not.

Ursula grinned, running her long crimson nails through her hair. "Wonderful! You know I can't resist cracking open the others and seeing what makes them squirm." She turned to face Maleficent again, all business despite the mild smile.

"I'll be setting up outside the city, of course. One good thing about this joint is the surrounding water, lifeless as it is." She glanced at the nearby hallway, frowning a bit. "Not that I don't love what you've done with the place, but I simply must have room to breathe. You understand, yes?"

"Yes, most certainly," Maleficent responded, gracefully. It was probably just as well that they put some distance between them all. Hades and Jafar, after all, had been a rather strained alliance. As well as it was no real surprise that Ursula would favour returning to the water. It would be more suited to her by far.

"You are free to do as you wish, of course."

Free to do what she wished? Maleficent's graciousness grated on Ursula's pride. That she had to ask for permission for her actions (though perhaps not in so many words) was bad enough, but this condescension on the mistress' part struck a nerve. Though she did prefer her company to that of the others (especially that smug Jafar), the disparate levels of power between them was enough to keep Ursula from liking her boss overly much. She'd rise in power and show that dark fairy true darkness...

...not that any of this was remotely visible on her face. Ursula simply smiled wider, clasping her hands girlishly. "Wonderful! Then, if we're finished here for the time being, I should set up my home away from home." She sighed woefully, gliding past Maleficent to the door. "If only there was a leviathan skeleton in this ocean..."

"I don't suppose there's much to be found in the sea depths, but you never know, I suppose," Maleficent replied. For being merely a facade, Paixao did seem to have a great deal of attention to detail.

"I'm sure we'll be in touch as the situation... develops," the Mistress of Evil continued. For now there wasn't much to do, but keep an eye out for their weak link and keep tabs on what the Organization and the non-citizens were doing.

"Naturally, naturally," Ursula said, nodding pleasantly as she opened the door. "Do send the others my regards." There was no more cause to stand on ceremony; they'd both said as much as they needed to and neither woman were much in the habit of friendly conversation. So, with a simple shrug of her shoulder, the sea witch left the shadows of the Hall and the darker being within.

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Paint It Black [Complete]

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