the-indeed-that-never-was:
wise-ansem:
the-indeed-that-never-was:
Almost forgot all the old men! I won’t fuck Master Xehanort or Eraqus or Ansem the Wise either.
I AM NOT AN OLD MAN XEHANORT!
Teacher?
Get the fuck out of here this is a no old-balls zone.
Only bishies allowed.
Old balls…? -faispalms- You will never learn, Xehanort.
the-indeed-that-never-was:
demykussu:
the-indeed-that-never-was:

“Molest the guardian? Isn’t there somebody that you WON’T molest?”
Women. Sora. Axel (most). Probably Xigbar (unless I want to make him uncomfortable). Um, let me think on it a bit more.
Oh Lexaeus is a no.
Xaldin is a no.
Ummm.
“Hmm…not even that old guy who looks like you, sorta?”
Almost forgot all the old men! I won’t fuck Master Xehanort or Eraqus or Ansem the Wise either.
I AM NOT AN OLD MAN XEHANORT!
celestialxlight:
wise-ansem:
The sage frowned, it was abnormal for the young boy with his love of hyjinx and mischeif to act so sheepish. “Isa, my dear boy, what is the matter? You don’t have to answer me, but perhaps you would like to join me for some sea salt ice cream?” He was concerned to say the least.
Isa stayed quiet a moment longer. He knew that this man of all people would not press - he hadn’t pressed Ienzo to speak, for all he knew, so why would he do the same to Isa? - He gave a nod of his head, still choosing not to speak.
He knew better then to push anyone past the limits of their comfort, they would come around on their own if they wished. He simply took the young man to the ice cream and bought them both a cold treat. No strings attached, he was simply kind like that. He wondered what could have happened to Isa, to cause him to get such a precise injury on his face, or what could have broken his spirit. He didn’t ask again.
<Pffttt. Okay>
celestialxlight:
wise-ansem:
“Young Isa, what has happened to you?”
“…” Isa just glanced away, feeling no need to acknowledge the old man’s question.
The sage frowned, it was abnormal for the young boy with his love of hyjinx and mischeif to act so sheepish. “Isa, my dear boy, what is the matter? You don’t have to answer me, but perhaps you would like to join me for some sea salt ice cream?” He was concerned to say the least.
<Just gonna borrow this post for this nonsense. Okay? okay. >
“Young Isa, what has happened to you?”
seeker-of-darkness:
owenbicker:
Ansem the Wise?
More like Ansem the Handsome.
But… The people already call me Handsome…
“I resent that, Xehanort. “
castle-prodigy-ienzo:
wise-ansem:
Oh, well isn’t that interesting..
-He sounded like he would make a good addition to the guard, he would leave it up to Ienzo to arrange a meeting, if the boy found him trustworthy, he was certainly willing to give him a chance, Braig could monitor his initial shifts and report back to him of his performance, see if it indeed fits the role-
Well Ienzo..
-looks thoughtful-
I will leave it to you to arrange this meeting, and we shall discuss it further.
I-is that a good thing or a bad thing, Lord Ansem?
-Ienzo didn’t want to give Ansem a bad impression of Nero before thetwo had even met! He gulped softly, waiting for the man to speak again. If he knew Braig would be the one monitoring him, the child would be worried since the one-eyed gunman and himself never got along. But he had faith in Nero-
R-really?
-His eyes shone happily, for a moment looking just like the child he would have originally been had he never become an apprentice.- Thank you so much, Lord Ansem! I’m sure Nero will prove to be very valuable.
Well I certainly don’t think it is bad.
-smiles at him-
Yes, I will leave it to you, let me know when you’ve made the arrangements, and we will meet.
castle-prodigy-ienzo:
wise-ansem:
castle-prodigy-ienzo:
wise-ansem:
castle-prodigy-ienzo:
wise-ansem:
…
My youngest apprentice Ienzo has expressed an urgent need to meet with me, of course I had granted his wish and told him he may come to my study at once, I wonder where he is.. and what it is that is so important he must speak with me right away.
-licks sea salt ice cream-
L-Lord Ansem?
-The child peeked into the study, slate hair almost falling out of his face. He walked in, taking a deep breath as he bowed before the ruler of his world. Nero was counting on him to get him this position in the castle. He had to do this. All he had to do was just stay calm and everything would be fine.-
I wanted to talk to you about perhaps one of my friends being hired as a guard.
We can always use more security here at the castle, do you believe your friend is qualified for the position?
-it certainly wasn’t what he was expecting to hear from the remarkable young boy, he was sure it would be something pertaining to his recent research, carrying a stack of papers. He was certainly ready and willing to hear his proposition about this friend, he almost always gave Ienzo everything he wished for, loving him like his own-
Nero’s more than qualified, Lord Ansem. He’s smart and very strong and I’m sure he’ll get along fine. The only issue seems to be that he doesn’t want to wear a uniform and…he’s got a slight…problem when it comes to wearing one regardless.
-Ienzo had grown to the point where he’d want to understand others and not just science. His interactions first with Isa and later everyone else had given him that. Of course, there were things going on that Ienzo wasn’t sure if he could bring up with the ruler— superficially, the pet Zorua he was harboring. A lot more importantly, Ienzo’s private research into Xehanort’s memory.-
Oh, -rests his arm on his desk-
Why is that? I am sure we could work something out to accomadate him, if I have your word that he would be a welcomed and well abled addition to our ranks.
-he regarded him curiously, wondering about this friend of his, the uniform wasn’t a matter of urgent importance, simply of conformity with the position and recognition as a member of the castle guard, surely he could make an exception with just cause, for a friend of Ienzo’s in any case-
Perhaps it would be best if we arranged a meeting with this companion of yours, and see if he would be qualified.
-flashes a sweet fatherly smile-
Well, you see, my lord, he’s got these metal attachments to his back in the shape of large wings. They sort of make it rather hard to wear normal clothing. But it does allow him an extra pair of hands. He’s very proficient in the use of guns, as well. -The boy nodded eagerly.
It was working. He was getting Nero a job at the castle. Surely Lord Ansem would overlook the genocide thing that happened long in the past if he saw how good a person Nero was. How much Ienzo saw him as a good person. The child gulped gently, nervous since he’d never had to do this before-
I’m very certain a meeting could be arranged between you and he, sir. He’s looking forward to an opportunity to speak with you.
-He was really a lot more than just a friend to Ienzo. He was an older brother figure that the boy idolized. And Ienzo was determined to help Nero out.-
Oh, well isn’t that interesting..
-He sounded like he would make a good addition to the guard, he would leave it up to Ienzo to arrange a meeting, if the boy found him trustworthy, he was certainly willing to give him a chance, Braig could monitor his initial shifts and report back to him of his performance, see if it indeed fits the role-
Well Ienzo..
-looks thoughtful-
I will leave it to you to arrange this meeting, and we shall discuss it further.