paixaorpg | Too Late to Turn Back Now... [Complete!]

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Too Late to Turn Back Now... [Complete!]

Character(s): Hei and anyone who'd notice this wide-eyed young man.
Content: Carrying nothing but a small bag and wearing modern day street clothes, he was in the middle of going to meet up with a dear friend—only to arrive in Paixao.
Setting: Joutenheim Gate
Time: Week 33, late morning
Warnings: None.

For one fleeting moment he was alone, heading in a direction to make himself unseen. If Hei had let himself be seen by public security's Misaki Kirihara, she would ask questions. He would rather keep her in the dark. The less she knew about him, the better. For most, anyone who got too close to him had died in the end--Carmine, Amber, Huang, Mao...

As he turned a corner and walked as fast as he could without drawing unwanted attention, he had to come to an abrupt halt or he would have collided into a woman's back, her hair tied back into a bun. Just past this person was a single file of people; men, women, and children. Some were as quiet as he was. Others murmured among themselves in what seemed like uncertainty.

Hei looked further to see a pair of people who held writing tablets in one hand and a sack in the other in surroundings he did not recognize.

What...? Hei looked over his shoulder to see artificial grass, some of it glistening in bundled mixtures of glass, cloth, and plastic.

Yin! Was she nearby? He couldn't see her human-shaped specter floating over any water. His dark blue eyes widened as he searched for some sign of her. Nothing, no glimpse of her silvery hair tied back, her pale face, or the two piece dress that she wore. He did not hear her soft voice call out his name.

An up swell of panic was threatening to reach the surface, but he knew better than to let his emotions overtake him. Hei didn't know what else to do but to rely on an alias he had not used in a few days. Taking a quiet deep breath, he relaxed a little in posture--but remained on guard. He rose his low-alto voice up an octave. "Ah, ma'am...? Excuse me?" Hei didn't have to try to look clueless.

The brunette looked over her shoulder. "Yes?"

"Sorry to bother you, but do you know what's going on," Li asked nervously. "Where we are?"

"Perhaps, if we follow this line, the answer will show itself clearly."

A slightly annoyed and cryptic response at that as Hei decided not to pry any further. He was worried about Yin, yes, but rushing further into the line might prove to make the situation worse. Instead of upsetting everyone, some impatient as he was, he had to blend in.

As the line inched on, Hei quietly took in these old, artificial, and eloquent surroundings. Above his head, in the archway of the gate was a detailed painting of two giants raising their stony clubs at each other in combat. Staring at the depiction of these two savages dressed in furs made him wonder what would be there beyond the gatekeepers. The only way to find out was to keep going forward.

At last, when he had made it to the front of the line, one of the gatekeepers asked for his name, tablet at the ready. They were keeping record of whoever walked in here. Hei's hand clutched a little around the plastic grocery bag he had packed upon permanently moving out of his apartment in Tokyo.

"It's Li Shengshun." He promptly bowed his head a little upon greeting.

"Welcome to Paixao Li," the male gatekeeper who attended to him said. Thin in body as he was, the blonde dressed in a patterned floral uniform looked weary in the eyes but wore a forced smile. He reached into the sack and gave Li a dark grey metal object.

"Paixao? Wh...Where in the world is this?"

"Please do not hold up the line."

"Oh, right. Sorry," Li awkwardly apologized and moved to stand beside him.

But the man wasn't going to be of any help, because he ignored Hei as he asked for the name of the next person (who somehow appeared) to write down upon his tablet. As he must have done several times before.

Hei looked around for Yin again. Aligned in the middle and on the side of the paved streets were fake trees, shiny golden leaves on the branches swaying in the light breeze.

Why fake, Hei wondered as he walked behind and past the gatekeepers to where he would not be in the way.

There was a fountain, but compared to all this false vegetation it might as well have been decoration. There were other blonde citizens dressed in fancier clothes, significantly different from any modern citizen of Tokyo. Hei began to assess the situation as they passed him by, indifferent of this outsider. This isn't Tokyo. There's no Paixao in Japan.

Finally, he glanced curiously at the object that was given to him. He found the thin lining along the side and opened it up. There was a screen that automatically turned on at the sound of a musical chime, a little padded place to move the little arrow, and a keypad. Looks like some sort of computer... He found something interesting on it, and left a message before he started moving, searching for some explanation as to why he was here.

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With Hei so absorbed in the little device he had received, he couldn’t possibly have been watching the plastic grocery bag he had been holding. Not enough to notice the furry thief who had taken interest in it, at least. Timon had followed the man who had seemingly wandered aimlessly into the city, curious as to what the bag held. Considering he had just walked into Paixao with it, and appeared to have arrived there for the first time, there may have been something new inside. Perhaps even something tasty. He never could resist a meal opportunity. Hopefully it was something worthwhile in the bag or Timon would be one a real unhappy meerkat.

As the man drew near a light post, Timon carefully climbed up it to the same height as the bag. His form coiled around the post, almost snake like, as he watched Hei. He had put the journal away, and had probably been more alert than before, but Timon was foolish enough to take that risk. His eyes moved from Hei to the bag as the man passed by, the meerkat making a grab for the bag as soon as it was close enough. He’d have preferred to search its content by other means but it seemed this guy had no intention of putting it down any time soon, nor did Timon have the patience to wait for him to do so.

Hei indeed was more alert than before, as he was finishing up on his conversations with two individuals. Squall, a man from someplace he never heard about, had been helpful enough to inform about the locals and what dangers were out there, what with no form of law enforcement. The talking hyena was one of these dangers. Yin was either back in Japan or out in this place that was going to take some time to figure out. Right now, it could not be determined which place was more dangerous. He just knew that Yin was alone, vulnerable, and possibly afraid too.

The hyena had acted very much like a natural predator, so she couldn't have been a contractor. Unlike the human soul in cat's body he knew fairly well. She wasn't affiliated to the Syndicate either, or she would have spoken his Messier Code. (By now, all other contractors in the organization would know of it--Hei was absolutely certain of this.) The hungry animal who spoke English was a pest all by herself for considering Yin to be prey. As he referred to Yin by her former name and was real vague on the details while being nice about it, he had hoped this would give him time to find his friend before the hyena could.

Hei, feeling a little on edge at this point, thought he had seen something move out of the corner of his vision. But he kept walking, and stayed as Li Shengshun. The blonde natives that chattered amongst themselves didn't need to be anymore uncomfortable by his presence.

Listening closely, he heard a light pitter-patter on the nearby lamp post. Hei came to a stop as he passed it. Moving only his eyes, Hei could see a little paw stretching, trying to reach for his bag. He turned around and acted a bit surprised to see the meerkat wrapped around the pole. "...Hello?"

This place no doubt has an African Safari of sorts, Hei kept to himself.

He’d been seen.

Timon remained frozen in place, his arm still outstretched for the bag no longer within his reach while his wide eyes stared up at Hei with uncertainly. Now what was he supposed to do? He hadn’t exactly planned to be caught like this nor so easily. How had this guy seen him? Had he somehow heard him? What were the chances of him getting out of this with a knock knock joke? They were really hit or miss, a majority of the city having shown a particular dislike of them. But, this guy, he looked like a knock knock joke sort of guy. Maybe he’d be lucky this time around.

Then the man spoke. The meerkat drew back. Would it be best to run or should he have said something in return? Something about the man told him the former would be the best choice. There was something… unnatural about him and, in a way, almost familiar. Timon’s body grew tense at the thought but he thought it safer to reply than to scurry off. Maybe he could talk this gentleman, he hoped, into befriending him. That was, after all, what he did best; talk.

“… Hi.”

The meerkat was stunned speechless. His plans for taking any of Hei's belongings have been foiled. It was easy to read the very human expression on his small, round face.

Hei however couldn't see a reason to inflict harm of any sort. Especially not in public. As easy as it could be to end his life right here and now, there came a mixture of plain curiosity and slight amusement in emotions--not anger or any urgency to resolve to using his--Bai's--their power.

The right thing to do would be to find out why the meerkat took interest in Hei's bag. To show that Li was no one to worry about, he smiled a little. His tone expressed kindness and slight nervousness. "It's all right. You don't have to be scared of me." He let out a chuckle to get the little guy to relax. "My clothing would be much too big for you to have, unless you wanted something to keep yourself warm. I don't have much else on me, sorry."

Apart from a small bundle of clothes, the bag also contained some sharp knives, wires, and a disassembled pieces of equipment Hei used often for Syndicate related missions he'd been assigned to. Hei obviously felt it unnecessary to mention them. Not only because this was customized equipment and weaponry that were somewhat expensive, but he wouldn't want the meerkat to harm himself while poking around in his things.

Clothes? Really? Timon internally groaned. No wonder he hadn’t smelt anything of interest in the bag. Now this was just embarrassing. What was he supposed to say now? The guy appeared friendly enough, most having likely interrogated, maybe even skinned, him for trying to steal from them. But even still, there was something about him that made the meerkat feel on edge. Was he human or was he something else? Regardless of his efforts, Timon remained tense. Should Hei have continued such behaviour, however, he would slowly begin to relax.

“Clothes? I mean, I wasn’t looking at your bag,” He smiled sheepishly in an attempt to cover his lie. “I was just, uh, stretching.” That made sense, right? To try and prove himself, the meerkat outstretched his other arm in a similar fashion as before. “All part of my wake up routine. Yup, just a few of these stretches and I’m ready for the morning.”

The meerkat's lame attempt to lie his way out motivated Hei to keep going in his friendly approach as Li. How many times had Hei come up with similarly lame excuses to maintain his cover? Plenty.

This African mammal could definitely speak like the hyena could, so, it could be assumed that many, if not all, around the city were capable of human-like speech. (Was that something that just occurred in Paixao? He had no idea.) There was the question if the meerkat knew the hyena who gave Hei reason enough to feel uneasy--but not now. Only when it was convenient. Asking about his friend would also have to wait.

Stretching. Right, Hei mused to himself as Li looked a little confused at first. "If you say so. But it almost looked like you wanted to look inside." Smiling again, almost about to laugh lightly once more. "You're not in trouble if you were. I couldn't put you on the spot for that."

There came a slight pause as he was gradually slipping further into character. Hei thought and incorporated something else to say, to help lessen the tension emitting from the meerkat. "I mean, it's understandable to have that curiosity." He crafted that last statement to be a little awkward on purpose, to express that Li was absolutely harmless.

Although, if Hei couldn't ease him long enough to engage in any sort of friendly discussions, then he'd let the meerkat go free without incident. Forcing him into doing something would be wrong.

It sure felt like he was on the spot, another reason he refused to admit to his attempt at thievery. Besides, Hei could have easily been lying. He was still a total stranger to Timon. He narrowed his eyes at the man, as though trying to determine whether or not he trusted him as he listened. Curiosity, he had said. There had definitely been that. Was that why the man had stopped to speak with him, enticed by his own curiosity? It seemed so. And the way he had greeted the meerkat, it had felt like he had said it almost testingly. Yes, curiosity was definitely written all over both of them.

“How did you know I could talk?” he asked, eyes still narrowed. “I mean, of course I can talk. I don’t know why I shouldn’t it’s just most here don’t think I should.” It was true in more ways than one. “Unless, you were here before… Are you new? You gotta be new. I know new and you must be it.”

It wouldn't be sensible to press on any further on what the meerkat tried to do. What mattered more was the fact that his belongings would remain untouched.

To Hei's concealed observation, he was very street-smart, and very used to human beings. But that wasn't going to cause any change in current behavior.

Showing a bit of confusion, he phrased a straightforwardly honest answer. "I knew you could talk, because you said something to me back." A nervous smile soon followed. "Talking animals don't seem as strange to me as those Heartless things someone told me a bit about. I'm also here without warning or reason, so you're right about me being new..." His free hand moved up behind his scalp. "I was planning to move out of the country I lived in. Just not like this."

Timon couldn’t care less what this guys back story was. Where he was going, what he wanted to do. It didn’t matter. In the end they were both stuck in the same place and both had to make do with what they had. In Hei’s case, it was a bag of clothing. Although, now that he thought of it again, he began to wonder what these said articles of clothing looked like. Maybe they could be of use to Naminé, who Timon believed to be in need of a new disguise. He had given her only what he had found in Vyers’ closet which, in Timon’s opinion, had been some pretty ugly stuff. The demon always had a terrible sense of fashion.

“You already know about those too, huh?” Hei must have posted something on the message board to learn that sort of information so fast. Usually one didn’t hear about the Heartless until they encountered one first hand. The meerkat slowly slid down the light post and hopped down to the ground. He kept his distance from Hei, but had notably relaxed. “What else have you heard? I can give you the full deal if you’re willing to part with those there clothes.”

For what use a meerkat would want of that, Hei didn't really care. Sure, he was a little curious but time was precious and limited to him. Considering what few options he had, he would be willing to give up something so trivial as clothing to know more useful information--maybe something to help him locate Yin.

Hei of course could always purchase other clothes. All the better if he could find something suitable to blend in with the natives, no problem. His cover alias hasn't failed him yet.

As Li, Hei kept up the role of a gentleman who was so very lost and confused. "Um... I suppose that would be a fair trade." A warm smile. "Sure. If you can make good use out of them."

Hei carefully put one hand into his bag to remove his jeans (one pair black, the other pair blue), a plain white t-shirt, a t-shirt that looked exactly like the white button up he wore under his green parka jacket, and two pairs of socks. There were no fancy patterns or anything like that on them as they were average in colors and style. Each article of clothing he placed on the ground a foot in front of the meerkat, in a pile.

He talked as he did this, fingers moving aside the wires, knives, and parts of his grapple crossbow. "This guy Squall told me some things over a message board on this device I got from the gatekeeper. He said that we're trapped, there's no police force or anyone else to uphold any laws, and that the natives are different from people I would know about. He also he didn't hear of anything about my friend I've been taking care of... Kirsi and I somehow got separated when I found myself in a long line of people back there."

The plastic bag made enough rustling to cover up the faint clink of his custom throwing knives. Aside from all his combat-related equipment, the only thing that remained were his few pairs of boxers. "...Uh, is it all right with you if I kept the underwear?" Li wore an awkward grin as he was still in a bent over position. He started to laugh nervously. "Ahahaha, I don't think you'd want those."

Underwear? He was looking for outerwear, not under. “Yeah, you can keep those.” The meerkat replied, moving to examine to pile Hei had place in front of him. The button up shirt was the first to be held up and looked over. “Squall was right,” he said, picking as the shirts buttons curiously. “It’s every cat for himself out here. There’s this group known as Organization Thirteen believed to have brought us here. Nasty bunch. Take my advice, you wanna stay away from them. If I had to guess why, I’d say for the experiments they run on folks to test the effects of Light and Darkness. That’s the stuff those Heartless things are made from, by the way.” Timon placed the shirt he had been examining down and moved on to the two pairs of jeans.

“These guys, Organization Thirteen, were corrupt by the same stuff. They lost their hearts to this Darkness and became somethin’ else.” Timon held up the black pair of jeans thoughtfully as he continued. “See, when a strong enough heart is lost to Darkness, the shell left behind will continue to live, and take on this unfeeling will of its own. They move with a purpose, trying to regain the hearts they lost.” He folded the dark jeans and looked up at Hei. “You still with me? It’s a lot and it don’t make a lick of sense, I know.”

"Thank you," Li said in relief as he slowly stood up, slipping one arm through both handles of the bag. He had moved everything else in it around so that the knives would stay pinned over everything and not make a sound.

Hei watched and listened attentively at what this new ally of his had to say. As the meerkat was looking over the clothes pile, the mask slipped as he frowned and narrowed his eyes at the mentioning of this Organization Thirteen. And these same bastards created these Heartless monsters Squall warned Hei about?

He was fed up with organizations. After having no choice but to keep his head down and follow the Syndicate's orders for the past decade and a half worrying about Bai, he decided he was done with that line of work.

The thought of Yin being examined and prodded at to be injected with something he found deeply unsettling. No way was he going to let that happen!

Before any more thoughts relating to this Organization could enrage and sicken him, before the meerkat would take notice, he shifted back into Li again, looking quite shocked to hear of all that was explained. "They do these experiments on others whether they like it or not? That's horrible! ...How can these Organization members still be alive without hearts though if this Darkness took them in the first place?" Li cringed in place. "Are they like...a-apparitions or something?"

Timon wrinkled his nose. “Apparitions?” he repeated, as though trying the word for the first time. “Uh, maybe? I’m not too sure. Like I said, this doesn’t make a whole lot of sense to me either, to be honest. It’s not really their heart but something like a heart? Like a metaphorical heart.” The meerkat frowned at the thought and reached for the blue jeans. “Nobodies, like the Organization, are like the remaining parts left behind by the heart. They still got a body… maybe even somethin’ more to give ‘em life.” He shrugged and unfolded the jeans to take a better look at them. Timon continued to pay Hei little mind and showed more interest in the clothes than the actual man as he spoke. “Either way, as long as they ain’t got that heart, they can’t feel emotions. They pretend they do, but I don’t think anyone could do what they have if they had real feelings.”

There were exceptions, of course, Nobodies who still felt emotions. Just why that was, however, Timon wasn’t completely sure. Maybe it was because their ‘Somebodies’, other halves, were still alive? Riku had explained it once, or maybe something like it, but understanding it had proven equally as difficult as ‘Kingdom Hearts’. It was all one big headache as far as he was concerned.

"Oh, I get it. I think..." Hei understood somewhat, the intentions seemingly well known to all who were taken to Paixao. These Nobodies that were incapable of having real emotion and could fake it--that sounded very similar to how contractors were.

Organization Thirteen's motives were however different from them. Contractors had hearts, physically speaking. It was more rational thought and seeking their self benefits over morals or caring about anyone else; all caused side effects for having a contract to one of the fake stars in the false sky, by choice or just getting one without having any say in it.

"Anyone sensible with a heart wouldn't really do those things, so, in a way, all you've explained must be true." He had a worried expression at the ready in case Timon would look up again. "There's really no words to describe how wrong all of that sounds... I'm all the more scared for my friend who might be around here. I don't know if she is, but what I do know is this; she won't be able to defend herself against the Organization, or the Heartless. She wouldn't harm a fly."

That Hei knew was absolutely true. Yin was incapable of violence, and only knew how to track others, like most Dolls.

He looked up at Hei, holding one of the black socks he had received. “Your friend?” Timon repeated. “What does she look like? Maybe I’ve seen her. I’ve been here for longer than most. Tend to notice anyone who’s new and know anyone who has been in the city for awhile.” The meerkat stretched the sock out curiously as he continued. “Good news is the Organization ain’t taken any new experiments for awhile now.” Timon was certain he was the last one. “Heartless, however, have been on the rise. I think a girl was recently attacked right here in the city.” This probably was the last thing Hei wanted to hear but there was no point in lying about it. He needed to know the dangers of the city.

“One more thing,” Timon spoke up, holding the sock he had been playing with up for the man to see. “What is this?” Were the socks meant to go over ones hands? That’d have been pretty dumb, covering those fingers up for fashion. He'd never fully understand humans.

Hei's heart leaped at his early inner observations being correct as he remained in character. "She's a blind young woman. Her silver hair is always tied back. Her skin is pale, and she wears black and violet... Kirsi's face may not express emotion and speak very little, but she is no one to fear."

He would go that far as to describe the Doll's overall appearance, using Yin's former name to buy him some time to find her before any Syndicate members would (most likely hidden in plain sight), who was all alone. Hei had promised that he wouldn't leave her alone.

A small smile showed itself as Li slowly shook his head at the confused meerkat. "What you're looking at are socks. Humans wear them on their feet, usually to keep them warm..."

By now, introductions had to happen. "Oh, ahh, I don't know your name. That is...if you have one. I'm Li Shengshun."

“Nope, haven’t seen her.” Timon replied almost immediately after Hei finished sharing his friends description. Had the girl in fact been there she would have been impossible to miss if Hei’s description was truly accurate. Blind, mute, ‘emotionless’… That was pretty unique, even for visitor standards. But, not having the girl here was probably for the better. She was safer that way, even if the man didn’t share that feeling. As far as he knew, time did not pass during ones absents from their world. At least, that was one of the theories. “I’ll keep that in mind though, ‘case she turns up.”

He tossed the blacks socks back at Hei’s feet. “You can keep those.” Naminé never wore socks and he wasn’t about to make her start wearing them now. “The rest will work fine.” Timon continued, folding everything together so that he could carry them easier. The clothes he had taken would be given to the Nobody, Naminé, to serve as an updated disguise for her. Her current ensemble consisted of what he had simply pulled out of Vyers’ closet and the demons taste in fashion had never been one Timon could agree on. These wouldn’t fit her, he could tell that much by just looking at them, but they were better than what the girl had now.

Timon exhaled sharply in amusement at Hei’s introduction. “Of course I have a name,” he answered in a matter-a-factly tone. “Why does everyone around here seem to think I don’t?” The question had been more to himself than Hei but he made no effort in lowering his voice to mutter it to himself. “It’s Timon. Uh, just Timon.”

Hei sighed inwardly, and allowed for some sadness and disappointment to be shown in his eyes for a moment. True, the doll wouldn't be hard to miss in a crowd, but he for one didn't know how big the city was. Another thing he didn't know for certain was whether or not some of his own enemies managed to get themselves trapped in here before he came, and captured Yin. Or killed her.

Back to smiling, he lowered himself to pick up the socks. "Well I appreciate that, Timon, if she does turn up. Thanks." He rubbed at his neck in more awkwardness. "There's probably a bit for me to absorb when it comes talking animals. I guess all of them have names?" Well, the talking contractor cat Hei knew had one. Mao had been a loyal comrade and...friend, to the end.

"I wonder, where are you taking the clothes? Because if you need help carrying them..." Hei for the moment had nothing better to do anyway, and it was probably best to stay by and see if Timon knew something else of importance in relation to Paixao, or the Organization Thirteen.

“I can carry them.” The meerkat assured him. Where the clothes were going was none of Hei’s business. It had not occurred to Timon that the man could follow him but if he tried he was sure he could lose Hei fairly easily. He knew the city far better than this newcomer and, even while carrying the clothes, could weave between buildings and hide in dark spaces with little trouble.

Paws planted firmly on his hips, he looked up at Hei. “We good then?”

The contractor hid his amusement once again. How was Timon going to be able to see where he was going, carrying all that? Or would be be able to drag all along the ground behind him? Oh well--it didn't really matter. If Timon didn't want the help, Hei wouldn't politely insist.

That was pretty much all the info he was going to get out of Timon without risk of taking a misstep in his cover identity. Hei knew that he had to get going. Even if the meerkat hadn't seen Yin, he still wanted to search the city anyway. The meerkat didn't know how evolved her specter abilities had evolved and that was none of Timon's business.

"I guess we are." He bowed curtly, having done one mannerism from the country he was born in. Then he stopped, a little concern showing on his face. "Um, maybe one more thing. The girl who was got hurt by the Heartless; is she all right? If there's any specific attack patterns to watch out for..."

Knowing her condition, if the meerkat knew anything about that, would likely benefit him. If there was anything dangerous in particular that made these shadow creatures deadly (poison, weapons, abilities), then it was a definite concern of Hei's to know about that.

And he did feel some genuine concern for this person, whoever she was. Hei had to wonder if that was anyone he spoke to on the message boards.

Timon hummed softly in thought and rubbed his chin. “You know, I’m not sure. There were a lot of folks who went out to help her, though. They know what they’re doing.” At least, he hoped they did. There was no question when it came to Sora but NiGHTS, Alice, or that beast? He wasn’t so sure. “She hasn’t posted again since then but I’d be pretty shaken up too if I were her. Give her a little time to recover.” The meerkat raked his paw down from his chin to his neck which he went on to scratched as he continued to speak.

“I don’t know ‘bout any of their attack patterns. As I’m sure you can imagine I’m not exactly the brawn in this here operation. It’s smarter not to challenge them when you’re in my position. The only ones I really know about are these black, bug lookin’ Heartless. They got these bright yellow eyes that glow an’ antenna stickin’ out of their head.” Timon pointed his index fingers up against his head to imitate such antenna as he explained. “They can move against the ground, flat, like a shadow. It doesn’t make sense to me, how they can squish their body like that, but somehow they do.” He scrunched his nose, eyes focus on his own shadow.

"Yeah, I'd be scared by them too." Hei actually wasn't sure if he would be. Would all his training be effective to keep some at bay in order to hastily retreat? "I'm not very good at self defense, so I'll do my best to avoid them." To keep up his cover, he held back on the violence--especially in a crowded place. The Heartless however wouldn't be impressed by that, so it seemed.

He tried to picture Timon's description. Big savage black bugs with yellow eyes that could flatten themselves--the concept made him uneasy. He let himself cringe and avert his gaze from the meerkat. The Li friendliness Hei faked so well shifted to light seriousness. "Now that's just creepy. And wrong..." Unnatural.

Everything that Hei's heard about these Nobodies, deep down, disgusted and angered him.

Hei may not have said it, but Timon had understood exactly where he had been going with his sentence. They were unnatural. They shouldn’t have existed. And, yes, they were creepy. They were incredibly creepy. To think these things went on with only one purpose and one purpose alone; to steal hearts. The meerkat shuddered at the thought, an obvious discomfort of the topic. “Yeah.” He replied, that having been all he needed to say. Needless to say, Timon was a lot happier before he had heard of these creatures.

He picked up the clothes Hei had given him, struggling for a moment or two to gain balance and then turned to look back up at the man. “Don’t try anything dumb.” Timon said, hoping for once someone would take his advice and try to avoid the Organization.

"I don't plan to," Li said. "All I hope to do is search for Kirsi, without running into Heartless." A nervous smile. "Easier said than done, right?"

He had told Timon a half-truth. Hei had absolutely no intention to avoid this Organization Thirteen. Sure, the territory and these shadow creatures were a bit beyond his expertise of combat and espionage, but he would learn more about the enemy.

It didn't matter if the Nobodies knew who and what he was. Every move he was making right now, each choice he was making--was all for the sake of getting back to Yin.

Li curtly bowed to Timon again, covering up such violent and shady intentions and not showing this inner rage. "Well, ah, until we meet again? Be careful, Timon, and thanks."

Timon hummed in response to Hei’s question. It usually was easier said than done. He’d lucked out, having been able to run from most monsters. The Organization, however, was another story. “Yeah…” His gaze wandered away from the man and to the clothes in his hold. Once again, he shifted them before he was fully satisfied. He turned on his heel and began to head off.

“See yeah around, Li.” The meerkat called over his shoulder, hoping the man would refrain from approaching Naminé were he to see her in his clothing. But, even if he didn’t, it likely wouldn’t be the last he saw of Hei.

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