The Longer It Takes The More It Goes To Waste [Completed]

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Character(s): Vyers, Laharl, Urd and Timon
Content: Vyers has his body repaired.
Setting: Destiny Islands
Time: Night
Warnings: ... Look at the characters. Do you need to ask?

Timon was really never sure how he got mixed up in these things. As far as he was concerned all this hocus pocus and voodoo magic was a load of bologna, even after all he had witnessed and experienced firsthand. Perhaps it was just easier, more comforting, to believe that something that powerful could not exist. The world- this world, his world, whatever, could be complicated enough without all these ‘super moves’, as the meerkat defined them to Riku. Thankfully, if anyone was good at being ignorant it was Timon. Although, maybe that wasn’t as admirable a skill as one would think.

He never bothered to explain to Laharl and Vyers what Urd had requested of him other than to bring them to Destiny Islands that night. Like most subjects, he danced his way around it and eventually weaseled out of it all together with a significant amount of ease. The kids, as the Nobodies had become referred to, demanded his attention, especially when they would be left alone for the night. He put them to bed, brought them a glass of water, and told a desired story before assigning Simba to watch the apartment during their hopefully short absence.

As for the walk to the door to the islands, Timon had kept surprisingly quiet. There was no doubt plenty on his mind, just as there was surely on the two demons, but he felt no need to share his thoughts. They varied from Vyers, the kids at home, all the way to what he would be eating tomorrow for breakfast. Then again, it was no surprise food was on the meerkats mind. It was rare for it not. He looked briefly at Vyers before turning his glance to the scenery around them. When Urd had said he was living on borrowed time, what did she mean? Whose time was he on? Why did he even get more time in the first place? As far as Timon was concerned over a thousand years was more than enough for anyone. All he got was fourteen, sixteen at the most. Not fourteen thousand, not fourteen hundred, just fourteen. Compared to Vyers his lifespan was but a blink of the eye and here the demon wanted – no needed more?

His jealousy was evident from the expression on his face but understanding shown through his actions. Had he the opportunity, he too would go the same lengths to keep his father alive, regardless how poor a relationship theirs had been. The same went for Simba. He would risk his life for the lion without a second thought. Vyers was a royal pain and Laharl an incredible jerk but Timon had no intention of separating them. Watching them suffer from the others presence would be thanks enough for what he did for them tonight.

“She never said where we were supposed to meet here.” He spoke up once they had arrived in Destiny Islands. “I guess we just have to look for her.”

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Urd had seemed confident thus far, sure. Inside, however, was a different story. So many factors had to be considered when doing a large-scale, complicated spell like this, the most worrying one being the inability to access Yggdrasil like normal. Obviously, she was still connected to it in some way or she'd have shut down long ago, drained of power. But things were different here in Paixao. Where she would normally be able to access the energy of the life all around them in the 3rd dimension, this place, with its fake fauna and flora and skies, couldn't be processed without some serious eye for detail. And she'd never done something like this before anyway!

All of these doubts, however, faded as her angel materialized above her. World of Elegance smiled serenely at the trio gaping at her and Urd had to suppress a small chuckle. This'll take some explaining... But there wasn't time for details, so a summary would have to do.

"This is my angel," she explained, reaching up to take her hand. They shared a small, gentle smile before they simultaneously looked back to the others. "All you need to know is that she's a part of me, two souls in one body. And that I need her for me to do this." Urd's smile faded, all seriousness.

"Let's begin."

Urd lifted her hands to her heart and then upward, spreading her arms before bringing them back. A hollow click echoed around them, the humming changing in pitch as the circles tightened around them. As she spoke, her voice was unnaturally audible despite the sudden presence of a strong wind. "Spirits of the Elements, Nurturers of Life...hear me." Above the goddess, World of Elegance mirrored her movements exactly, mouth moving silently. "I call upon your aid to access the rhythm of this demon's life, the thread of fate that now entwines him."

The light beneath them intensified and darkened to a deep magenta. Power began to drain from Laharl, flowing visibly from his circle along the line of runes towards Vyers. Timon's will, manifesting as conscious energy, slowly drained from him as well. It would be a struggle for both of them to stay upright...and the spell wouldn't work if they couldn't focus.

Urd struggled to focus as well. As a goddess, she could see the programming flowing around them. Vyers' biological signature was being processed -- as such, she had to make absolutely certain she changed none of the core elements, instead seeking out the few portions that would halt the deterioration. The Seraph's magic was incredibly difficult to read, however, and she needed more time. Time they didn't have.

Vyers floated off his feet in the center of the mandala, his life fading as the time ticked by, his soul bared and vulnerable. Urd struggled to breathe, her power coursing out of her as she maintained the spell and kept Vyers alive. Laharl's power was draining at a faster rate, Timon would have to fight to stay conscious...and still she couldn't find the chance to change what she had to.