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paixaorpg2010-02-08 02:04 am
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Pulled In Unremittingly [Complete]
Character(s): Timon and Urd
Content: Urd repays her debt to Timon
Setting: Cafe Ersesat
Time: Late Night, Week 17
Warnings: Timon?
It sounded childish to hide but Timon wasn’t sure what else to do. Since his unexpected encounter with Scar he had not run into a single predator in Paixao. Not since his arrival, anyway. In fact, he had actually forgotten all about them. The Organization, the race for mayor, and all the other excitement he had gotten carried away in had wrapped his thoughts up completely. Scar had been an alarming and, as others would argue, much needed wakeup call.
The meerkat had taken refuge under a broken barrel behind Cafe Ersesat. He was too tired to go on and, due to the injury he had received, unwilling to return home. As long as he was hurt he preferred to be alone and out of the public’s eye. Not only that but the idea that there could be more predators out there waiting for him? It didn’t sit well with Timon. Not when he was in this shape. Timon winced at the thought and reached for the shard of glass pierced in his back. However, his paw immediately drew back after even the slightest touch caused him to cry out in pain.
At this rate he would be here all night. Timon groaned. There was nothing wrong with sleeping outside but given the circumstances it would not be enjoyable. He shifted uncomfortably on the pavement, feeling as though something were digging into his chin. When he went to remove the object he was surprised to find that it had been the amulet Urd had made for him. His eyes widened. As long as he had this had Urd not said she owed him a favour? He considered the thought. He didn’t like the idea of calling on the goddess for help, especially in this state, but… There weren’t a lot of other options. Timon had been waiting for to feel better but after the long period of time he waited there hadn’t any signs of improvement. He stared at the stone thoughtfully.
It probably would have been a good idea to have asked Urd how to work this thing when he had the chance.
“Now how is this thing supposed to work?” Timon decided to go with the first thing that came to mind: hitting it against the ground. "Is this thing on? Hello?"
Content: Urd repays her debt to Timon
Setting: Cafe Ersesat
Time: Late Night, Week 17
Warnings: Timon?
It sounded childish to hide but Timon wasn’t sure what else to do. Since his unexpected encounter with Scar he had not run into a single predator in Paixao. Not since his arrival, anyway. In fact, he had actually forgotten all about them. The Organization, the race for mayor, and all the other excitement he had gotten carried away in had wrapped his thoughts up completely. Scar had been an alarming and, as others would argue, much needed wakeup call.
The meerkat had taken refuge under a broken barrel behind Cafe Ersesat. He was too tired to go on and, due to the injury he had received, unwilling to return home. As long as he was hurt he preferred to be alone and out of the public’s eye. Not only that but the idea that there could be more predators out there waiting for him? It didn’t sit well with Timon. Not when he was in this shape. Timon winced at the thought and reached for the shard of glass pierced in his back. However, his paw immediately drew back after even the slightest touch caused him to cry out in pain.
At this rate he would be here all night. Timon groaned. There was nothing wrong with sleeping outside but given the circumstances it would not be enjoyable. He shifted uncomfortably on the pavement, feeling as though something were digging into his chin. When he went to remove the object he was surprised to find that it had been the amulet Urd had made for him. His eyes widened. As long as he had this had Urd not said she owed him a favour? He considered the thought. He didn’t like the idea of calling on the goddess for help, especially in this state, but… There weren’t a lot of other options. Timon had been waiting for to feel better but after the long period of time he waited there hadn’t any signs of improvement. He stared at the stone thoughtfully.
It probably would have been a good idea to have asked Urd how to work this thing when he had the chance.
“Now how is this thing supposed to work?” Timon decided to go with the first thing that came to mind: hitting it against the ground. "Is this thing on? Hello?"
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Setting sights on his new target, the meerkat carefully climbed down and onto the large table Urd had specifically instructed he leave untouched. He glanced at the door, checking for any signs of her return before he walked across it, observing the tools curiously with his eyes. Nothing looked particularly exciting, though all a bit strange. Timon couldn’t begin to imagine what half the items could be used for, never mind why the goddess had asked him to keep away from them. He scratched his head and eyed the beakers currently sitting in front of him.
Urd never said anything about smelling anything either, did she? Timon glanced at the door again before he carefully leaned forward and brought his nose above the beaker. Immediately he regretted the decision, the odour it contained absolutely repulsive! He leapt back in a fit of coughs, in the process accidently spilling some of the beakers content onto the table.
Oops.
He stared at the spot on the table worriedly. She wouldn’t notice that, would she? It was so small, unless he was looking for it, even he would fail to notice it. Timon bit his lip. She probably would be looking for it. Maybe he could cover it with something? He stepped back to observe the rest of the table better, in the process bumped into another beaker. This time not just a little of the content spilt but the entire beaker itself. Timon watched as another beaker behind it fell over, as well as the one behind that one, and the one behind that, and the one behind that. He tried to stop the domino effect he had begun but in the process only seemed to cause a greater mess. In the end he managed to somehow knock over everything that had been on the table.
The meerkat stared at the mess before him in horror. If Urd wasn’t already on her way to her room she definitely was now. He looked around the room, deciding it was best to make his escape once he caught sight of the window. Timon shook what he could off his coat but the trail of paw prints that led across the floor the window unfortunately led straight to him.
Urd was going to be absolutely furious when she saw this. It was something he would greatly prefer not to be there for.