Domestication [Complete]

[mercurialectric]

Character(s): Larxene and Timon
Content: Larxene gets a pet.
Setting: Niflheim gate
Time: afternoon, week eight
Warnings: none, amazingly

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[cowardly_hero]

As one could predict, Timon was late. Not by much, fifteen minutes or so, but still none the less belated. He did not appear to be in all that great of a hurry when he finally appeared into view, walking at his own comfortable pace. An unusually bored expression could be seen over his features as he pulled himself toward the gate. He weaved between the people that passed, not bothering to look up at the Nobody until he reached her feet. Had it not been easy enough to find Larxene due to her darkness, the light made it practically effortless.

“Hello Larxene.” The meerkat greeted flatly. Compared to their previous meetings he appeared surprisingly calm and unbothered by her presence. In fact, had he not acknowledged her by name, one could easily assume he saw straight through the Nobody.

[mercurialectric]

Larxene hadn't seen firsthand the results of the experiments on Timon until now, and she had to say it was amusing. She smiled down at him, and if there was a hint of that condescending sort of glee, it was all but squashed.

"Nice to see you again, Timon," she purred, bending to look at the little meerkat on a more even level. "How have you been feeling?"

[cowardly_hero]

“Fine.” He replied, certainly used to the question by now. However, the response seemed to fuel a lot of argument from those he had previously spoken with. As well as he truly felt, unfortunately, no one appeared to believe him. Part of him expected Larxene to understand unlike the others, likely knowing the results of the experiment from Vexen, the other didn’t care. After all, it didn’t really matter what the Nobody thought.

He looked at her blankly, unfazed by her movement to examine him better and ultimately draw closer to him. "Nice outfit; can barely recognize you."

[mercurialectric]

She grinned. "I know a girl who dresses like this," she said, simply, and fished around for a moment in a pocket of the dress. She pulled out a small, silver collar.

"You can examine it if you want," she said. It was normal enough--she didn't plan on hurting him with it. No, the point was for others to see what she'd accomplished.

[cowardly_hero]

Timon had a suspicion that he knew the girl Larxene was talking about but he made no mention of this. Instead he watched her dig around in her pocket, revealing the collar she had mentioned over the journals only an hour ago. As far as he could tell it didn’t look like anything particularly special. He didn’t understand the significance of the item but even if he did, in his current state, he would not have entirely cared about ‘ownership’.

“I can look at it any time if I’m going to be wearing it.” He told the Nobody, showing little interest in the item. Silver wasn’t his colour anyway.