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Character(s): Urd, open!
Content: Urd has lost her true love. Can there be comfort?
Setting: Urd and Ge -- ...Urd's house. :( In M6.
Time: Sunset, week 41
Warnings: None.
Note: To consolidate any and all visits from friends, this log is kinda "party style", as in one comment chain for each visit, all in this post. Thanks!

It was so quiet without him around anymore. Urd never realized just how much life Genie brought to the house. Baking in the kitchen or racing tiny motorcycles through the hallways, impromptu concerts and performances, jokes and songs. Now the house was silent as the grave. Now the house was dull as dirt.

She'd run through a gamut of emotions already. Fear, anger, denial...but there was nothing left but to accept it now. But Urd was tired now. Losing Belldandy twice had been bad, but there was always the knowledge that they were from the same world, to say nothing of the fact that the younger goddess was reunited with Keiichi. And when Belldandy vanished, Genie had always been there to comfort her and lend her some of his seemingly endless strength.

Why did they always leave her behind? In this world and the next, Urd was always watching someone's back as they moved on without her. In the empty house that had once given her so much peace and joy, she pulled her knees to her chest.

Laharl's words still echoed dimly in the back of her mind -- she wasn't giving up yet. She would see him again. Even if it took eternity. Even though her heart hurt so very much, she could feel Genie's power through the pain, thumping along in time with her life. He would always be with her.

Right?

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Urd may not have seen much point in anyone dropping by, but Krichevskoy wanted to at least talk to her in person. It was easy to lie when one was using the journals, he knew that well, and she likely needed someone there. At least for a couple hours.

Krichevskoy knocked on the door and waited on the doorstep in silence.

In the silence even the faintest of noise seemed to amplify through the walls. But the scratching and pattering of busy feet were nothing compared to the voices that could be heard behind it all. “I want to help.” A muffled but still fairly familiar voice pierced the silence Urd had become lost to. “I just don’t know how. You know me, I’m not good with… stuff.”

Timon would never admit it, but there were times when a mother’s wisdom exceeded his own. Er, not his motherly wisdom, just his wisdom in general. To refer to a woman’s wisdom would have been a far better choice of words, however the meerkat remained in complete denial that his mother could be anything other than that; his mother. Not a girl, gal, lass, or woman of any sort. Ma was just Ma. But that was beside the point. What was clear to him was that needed her. As much as Timon talked, there were times that even he had trouble filling in the silence.

Urd had caused him much grief over the duration of their friendship, but she had also done great good. Even a measly selfish meerkat like him had to acknowledge that. And while heroics had never been much of his thing, Timon had still felt a need to rise to the occasion. He owed it to Urd. Voodoo and magic tricks were above him, but being friend? The goddess had already shown him how to do that.

“Wait a minute, how long have we been walking? Shouldn’t we be- OW!” Biting his tongue, Timon held back the curse that had reached it. “What mook leaves their marbles in here?!” With a groan, the meerkat slowly climbed back to his feet, unknowingly concluding the mystery of Genie’s missing marbles.

Ma was conflicted. Mostly because the lovely outfit that Ratigan had picked out for her and went through an awful lot of work had... quite a unique fate. One that Ma will likely never bring up again because it was just too dreadful. And she thought it was very nice (though she did feel uncomfortable in it, but she was sure she'd adapt eventually), but Timon was simply horrified.

And then there was the other part of how Ma was feeling. That part was winning. She's always been overly happy, and letting everyone know just how happy she was about it - that Timon had friends. So having friends was one thing, but wanting to help them. That was amazing! Ma was so proud of her son. He just kept surprising her with how far he'd come.

"It's so good of you to want to help, Timmy. We'll get her into top shape again, you'll see!" She patted him on the shoulder.

And then Timon was tumbling over himself and she flailed her arms out in panic after him, and if Urd hadn't been able to hear them shuffling through the walls before, it was impossible for her not to hear the exclamation of "Oh, TIMMY!" as Ma chased after where her son fell, patting him down. "Are you alright? You're not hurt anywhere?" She brushed some of the dust out of his fur.

Why Urd, it seemed like you might have an infestation.

The door opened, revealing a surprised Urd in the entrance. "Vyers? Ah, no...Kri-chan." She grinned, but it was a brittle smile. Even her voice seemed hollow to someone observant enough to notice. She avoided looking him in the eyes, instead turning to allow him entry.

"Come on in. I was just about to have a drink."

At first Urd had stayed in her hunched over position, listening to the conversation. After a few moments of this, her eyebrow twitching and her pensive expression fading into one of comical annoyance, she sighed. Couldn't a girl get some peace and quiet for a little brooding?

In the walls, a burst of smoke revealed a Mini-Urd, about Ma's height. Hands on her hips, she frowned at the two. "Ooooooiiiii. You guys could've just used the door, you know."

"K, Kri-chan..." Krichevskoy repeated to himself, the nickname leaving a bad taste in his mouth. He very nearly corrected Urd a few times, but her expression was more than enough to make him hold his tongue. He could save the corrections for another day.

"Would you mind if I joined you?" he asked, offering her a smile as he stepped inside. "Though I'm afraid I have little to offer for myself."

"Drinking with friends is always better than drinking alone," she said quietly, leading the way down the hall to the tea room. Based on the number of empty sake bottles around, Urd had gotten a head start.

She sat on the floor cross-legged, pulling close another cup to pour the strong alcohol into. Passing the bowl-shaped cup to Vyers, she smiled wanly. "Well?"

Krichevskoy nodded a short thanks, took the cup, and looked over at Urd curiously. "Well...?" he echoed, not sure what she meant.

She tilted her head, eyes dark as they took him in. "You're here to comfort me, right? Being nosy suits you."

He sat down nearby. "Now... I would not call it being nosy," he said, and took a drink from the cup. "I thought you might not want to be alone."

Alone...no, she never liked to be alone. Urd looked down into her cup before tipping it back and draining the contents. "Mm. You know...I'm half-demon." She glanced at him and then away again. "I went to live with my sisters and my father when I was still a kid. I grew up being feared and distrusted by everyone except my sisters."

She paused, lifting her hand to scrub it over her face in a tired motion. "I never felt as accepted as I have here. And Genie's the one who made it possible."

"It is difficult to get past prejudices in any world, it seems," Krichevskoy mused, staring ahead in thought. "But there are bound to be more people like your sisters and those who made you feel accepted here, of that much I am certain."

He paused and took another sip. "I am surprised though. I never would have guessed you were half-demon." Though it made a lot of sense looking back on things.

“No, I’m alright.” He assured her, all the while pulling away from the meerkat. Timon knew she only cared about him, but it irked him regardless. Ironically, he was in fact the very same when it came to those he cared about, though he remained entirely oblivious to it. He was nothing like his mother if he had anything to say about it. At least, when it came to worrying. “Really, Ma!” He insisted, paws held up in defense. “Look, not a scratch on me. Why, I didn’t even-”

Timon’s words were cut short by the sudden appearance of Urd, the goddess successful of giving him nothing short of a heart attack. The meerkat gave a cry of surprise as he jumped to his feet and nearly collided into his mother. The last thing he had expected was to come across company in the wall. With the exception of Tinkerbell and perhaps Woody, no one else in Paixao was small enough to fit inside. And, considering the number of marbles scattered along the tight dark space, it was likely for the better. Timon however was not so fortunate and for a second time tripped over one of the many marbles in his fit of panic. He landed square on his back, right before Urd’s feet.

Looking up at the goddess he frowned. “You could have at least left the smoke and mirrors till we got inside.”

Her shrill voice out of her system, Ma's reaction this time to him falling was a nervous gasp of "Oh" before she focused on the small goddess before them. Though the arrival out of nowhere gave Ma's heart a start and her whole body went tense, she didn't have any of the theatrics that her son did. But since Timon did seem to know her, this must've been the woman they were going to see, and so she relaxed.

"Oh, wow, you're much smaller than I imagined," Ma said. At her height, Ma's met Tinkerbell and Bullseye and Ratigan, but she knew that the standards of people in this place were much, much taller, so she was expecting that! How silly it was for her to assume!

"Really?" she said with a small, sheepish smile. "Most people say they aren't surprised when they learn." Urd moved to pour more sake into their cups. "It's not like I'm ashamed. Being half-demon, half-goddess is what makes me who I am. I learned that a long time ago."

As she gazed down into the cup, her eyes welled with tears again. "He...he accepted all of me, without question. I think he even loved that part of me too."

All this time and he still didn't believe in magic, despite the evidence before his eyes? She huffed slightly. Honestly, he was just being stubborn at this point. Urd turned her attention to Ma, lifting her hand to dismiss the idea, laughing with self-deprecation. "No, no, this isn't my normal height. Hang on a second."

She then placed her hand against the wall. A magic circle faded into view on the dusty wall, glowing faintly before a hole opened up. When the room, and consequently the full-sized Urd, was in view, the mini-version disappeared as quickly as she arrived.

"Come on in."

Krichevskoy smiled at her softly. "Someone may not fit the mold of what others believe they should be, but that does not negate who or what they are. Someday I hope the 'what' will not matter." For the sake of those like Urd especially. The people caught in between always seemed to be the ones that suffered the most.

"I have no doubts that you will meet him again in time, but until then I ask that you remember that there are others here who accept you as well."

Unsure how his mother would react to Urd’s antics, Timon immediately reached for her paw. He would have preferred if the goddess had kept her theatrics to a minimum, but that seemed unlikely. Gently, he squeezed the meerkats paw to assure her he was still there. A small smile accompanied it as if to say it was alright. If he had not trusted Urd, he would never have brought her there.

Timon stepped forward and gestured to the newly revealed room. “After you,” he said and loosened his hold of her paw. However, regardless of his best effort he could not help but look over the hole Urd had created in the wall. His brows knit together as he mumbled to himself. “I knew we should have used the door…”

As Aladdin headed home, he couldn’t help but feel empty. His best friend, Genie, gone. Just like that. Back home they used to have all sorts of fun together, and not only that. There was so much he wanted to do with him. Al felt bad enough for not telling the whole truth to Genie, and just wanted to make it up to him. Now that he’s gone, he can’t do that anymore.

However, there was nothing else Al could do. He’d just have to come back home to Urd. She’s such a wonderful friend, and he felt lucky that she was still around. Otherwise he wouldn’t have anyone to be coming home to. Aladdin opened the door to their house, closing behind him, “Urd, I’m home…”

Ma blinked at the change. She, unsurprisingly, wasn't up to snuff with this whole magic thing, and probably like her son, she never would be. It was a lot to take in, but before she could have all sorts of words fall out of her mouth, Timon had her paw in his, and it was enough for her to swallow back her uncertainties and step into the room with him.

As for the hole in the wall, Ma gave it no mind, merely kept her eyes on the now much, much taller woman. Well. That seemed more of what Ma had been expecting, but it didn't stop her mouth from forming an "O" in surprise.

"So, you're Timon's friend, Urd, then."

It wasn't the best conversation opener she's ever had.

She laughed quietly, even as she blinked away the tears. "Why is it you're only charming and sweet during times like these?" Urd looked up at Vyers, seeing the wisdom and dignity within him that so often went ignored on a daily basis. "Are you saying I can count on you as a friend?" She wanted to hear him say it.

Friend? Urd paused and glanced at Timon for a noticeable beat or two. "Friend" seemed too simple a term for their slightly antagonistic relationship, but it wasn't like she didn't care about him. Rubbing the back of her neck with a little awkwardness, she nodded. "Yeah...nice to meet you. You're Timon's mom, right?"

She stood up and walked to the nearby cupboard, taking out a bowl of rice crackers. "Sorry I don't have anything tastier to offer you at the moment." She placed it in front of the meerkat pair as she sat back down, legs folded under her.

Edited 2012-09-20 20:23 (UTC)

Urd was sitting on the stairs to the second floor, situation just in front of the door. Arms crossed over her knees, the fading light cast long shadows over her figure.

"Hey, Al," she replied softly. It'd been a long day...and now there was only one thing left to do.

"I've been waiting for you."

Krichevskoy huffed and turned his head to hide an undignified pout. "I am charming and sweet at all times. You simply didn't notice." He glanced back at her. "But yes. You always could."

Aladdin came over to her quietly and sat down near her. It’s definitely has been a long day. He closed his eyes before giving a little sigh, before he leaned just slightly closer to her. Someone close to them both was gone, considerably also their best friend. Aladdin looked over to Urd with a small smile, he couldn’t really say much, but he wanted to try to lift the mood at least a little if he could. He gave a little nod to her, “I’m glad you waited for me.”

Wanting to say he’s glad he also had someone to come home to. But he didn’t want her to worry, nor did he want her to feel worse. Honestly there was so much he could say, it was the right words that he had to try and be careful with. He’s never been really good at it, but he tries. Instead Aladdin stretched his arms a bit on his sides, so they were more open, so she can have more room to get closer if she wanted a hug or just someone to lean on.

She smiled at the familiar indignant pout, feeling the grief inside soothe a little. She would find a way to move on even if she'd be alone -- truthfully, Urd was used to being alone -- but it made things so much easier knowing Vyers and the others would still be there for her.

"...thank you."

She didn't hug him. In fact, she didn't even look at him. Urd's profile was obscured by the fall of her hair, her hands tightened into fists on her lap.

"...yeah. Now that Genie's gone, I..." She cleared her throat and smiled at him, seemingly light-hearted. "Well, you don't have to stay here with me, you know? The place is pretty gloomy now. You probably have another place you'd like to stay at, yeah?"

"There's no need to thank me. I am only telling the truth." And he was absolutely certain that others would say the same thing--in their own way, of course. "And I will stay here as long as you need."

Timon looked equally uncertain at the mention of their friendship. No, ‘friend’ didn’t sound right at all. He glanced at Urd, but only for a moment before he looked away and scratched his head. There were a lot of things he could think of calling the goddess, ‘friend’ being at the bottom of the list. The awkward feeling that came over him was mutual.

“The one and only.” He said to answer Urd’s question, a smile having returned to his face. “We were, ah… Just passing by the area and thought we’d stop by.” It was doubtful but he hoped regardless his excuse was believable. “Er, sorry about the wall…” Timon continued and gestured to the hole they had emerged from. “Ma prefers traveling by tunnel,” just as every other normal meerkat.

Under the surface he felt nervous. It took all his strength to refrain from pushing his mother at the goddess and run off. He hadn't thought this through nearly as well as he should have.

"That's right! Little Timmy here, he's a good kid. And you can just call me Ma, everyone does." Ma didn't pick up on either of their uncertainty at all, she beamed, plucking up a cracker and looking at it a little skeptically before taking a bite. After munching it down, she said, "Oh no, this is fine!"

But it likely would have been best if Timon did just push her and run, after all, her current plan of action that she thought was best, was to regal the goddess all about Ma's husband, and that at least whoever Urd lost wasn't most certainly dead.

Introductions and all that though... very necessary. She needed an opening for her story that she was sure would make Urd feel better. How could it not?

Edited 2012-10-06 20:48 (UTC)

Aladdin stayed where he was as he observed her. He held his breathe slightly in anticipation. His eyebrows rose at her sentence. Leave? Why would he want to leave? She was his friend, the closest one here in fact, besides Sora. Aladdin turned more to face her, his eyebrow furrowed in bit of confusion. “What? Urd? Why would I want to leave you? You’re my friend, I don’t want to leave your side.”

She shot another glance at Timon, the slight quirk of her lips saying it all. "Yeah, we all love Timmy. Always helping everyone out and showing off those great leadership skills." She seemed genuine, but Timon would surely pick up on the hint of amusement under her words.

Urd floated off the floor, leaning down as if she were laying on her stomach, chin in her hand. "Did he ever tell you he was almost Mayor? Probably would have won if the other guy didn't cheat."

Timon could not have looked more terrified at the mention of his nickname in front of Urd. He quickly turned to his mother and frowned. “Ma…” he spoke lowly, though a whine could clearly be made out. “Otnay inway ontfray ofway Urdway!” It was as though she were purposefully trying to embarrass him. And she wondered why he never took her out much. The meerkat gave a groan and buried his face in his paws. He was already beginning to regret his decision, especially after he had heard Urd refer to him as Timmy as well.

“Ah, she wouldn’t want to hear ‘bout that.” He replied, hoping to steer the conversation away from himself. ‘Almost’ may have sufficed when it came to everyone else but not when it came to his mother. She had seen him ‘almost’ do enough. Timon wanted to show her something he had truly succeeded at and cast aside his failures in the past.

“Besides, you two have so much else to- er, talk about.” Not that he knew what all that else was. His forced smile spoke that much to the pair. “You know, like girl stuff or something?”

"What? Timon, I thought you grew out of speaking with your mouth full." Because clearly that was what was going on with this whole pig-Latin thing.

But luckily for Timon, being a mayor meant nothing to Ma. It just went right over her head, and Timon's words led her right back on track, and she focused back to Urd excitedly. Even if this wasn't the thing she should probably... get excited about.

"Oh, yes, of course!" Actually approaching that topic though had Ma's excitement sweep out of her, and she stepped over to Urd, looking up solemnly. "I heard about your loss."

Her smile froze. For a second, Urd seemed shocked and a little dismayed, but it covered it up smoothly with a casual, effortless hair flip. "Oh?" She reached down and grabbed a cracker. "I guess Timon mentioned something?" She bit into the cracker like a lion into a fresh kill, slanting a secret, murderous look at the meerkat before turning her attention back to his mother.

"It was a shock...I didn't handle it as well as I could have. A part of me never really expected that we'd have to part."

Edited 2012-11-15 02:25 (UTC)

She lifted her hand to push her hair up her forehead, struggling to retain composure. "What connected us is gone, Al. I don't want you to feel...obligated to stay here. You don't owe me or Genie anything." Urd didn't meet his gaze. "It's a big world out there. Why be stuck here with me and my memories?"

“Urd…” Aladdin spoke softly in concern. Sure it was Genie that brought them together. That doesn’t make their friendship any less though, that’s sure isn’t how he saw it. Aladdin shook his head and held his own hands, “I don’t-There’s no owing anything here. I don’t feel like there is anyway.”

Aladdin rubbed the back of his neck, “What I’m trying to say is. I’m friends with you because you’re you, that goes the same with Genie, Sora, and everyone I like.” He leaned forward toward Urd again in concern, “And… If there’s one thing I don’t want is being separated from another friend.”

Speaking a little softer Aladdin looked down, “I just… Don’t want you, or…”, looks to side as he gave a short sigh, “Anyone else to be alone.” When he said anyone else he meant himself, but he didn’t want to say it out loud. Although from the expression on his face, one could read into it.

Urd didn't react at first, but suddenly Aladdin was pulled into a tight hug. She could feel unshed tears burning, so she squeezed her eyes tight against them. "...okay." Her voice was a little rough around the edges. "As long as you need a place to call home, Al...you're always welcome here."

Timon did his best to avoid Urd`s glance but when his eyes widened that much and his spine stiffened just like that it was clear he was not nearly as oblivious as he let on. He looked around the room in search of anything that would distract him from the thought of Urd`s vengeance. An escape route would probably have been the smartest thing to look for – assuming he would be leaving in one piece.

Knowing his luck both women would turn on him by the end of this.

Timon, if there was anytime to try to escape, now was probably it, because Ma's attention was fully focused on Urd now.

"Oh, honey, we never handle these things the way we want to, but we can't expect to have to handle them. It never goes the way we think it... might. And certainly you don't hope for it to happen." She tilted her head, thoughtful. "When I lost my husband it was just awful! We all expected him to go by a hyena taking off with him, but no! It went completely differently! He was..." She looked down, gaze drifting towards wherever her son had gotten to in the room. Both father and son were... rather... accident prone...

"But! At least you can have the assurance that he's still alive, wherever he may be. You're not lost forever. Just look to the stars until you can meet again."

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