Of time gone by and things to come [Midna]

[nixes]

(Okay miss Seyka, I thought the best thing for this thread, would be to start it with Nixes in the present, Nixes thinking, and then going into a flashback, a year ago when Nixes and Midna would have met, allowing us to establish a yearlong relationship with the two, hear and now x3, and we can perhaps in the thread back in the present, sound fine? )

The Palace of Twilight. This was his home, a symbol to his people. To be able to venture here so freely was truly a privilege. Privilege seemed to be all Nixes knew, with varying results. Still, he was free, answering only to the Sovereign, and even there he had leeway. Despite being what one may call on top of the world, Nixes could not seem to find peace.

“Zant….” Nixes muttered to himself, sitting in his seat beside the thrown. It was where he now belonged after all; he was the right arm of his people. But now he sat in the throne room, on his own. Most others lay and rest, but he could find no such thing now. ‘Zant… the failed king. Banished due to the rage in his eyes…’ Nixes thought, his mind not finding ease in the least this night.

Nixes was worried, desperately so. He had worked so hard to get to where he was, given up so much so he could finally be free. He would never be caged by others again, but now…. Would his people let him stay? He felt he was better, more loyal, more controlled then the likes of Zant, but he too had great rage and hate within him. Would his people, and especially the Princess, continue to trust him?

Nixes needed a bit of comfort, something to sooth his restless mind if only for a bit. Reaching into his satchel (One he made himself of course) He pulled out a small doll. “Alma….” He whispered, holding it close. The doll of his guardian, the first person to ever make him feel loved. It had been sometime since he needed such peace from her, sometime indeed.

One Year ago


“Almost done, I swear I’m going to make you proud.” Nixes muttered comfortably, skillfully maneuvering his needle and thread. Nixes was hard at work, in his own, still new room within the palace, He was now the new Twilight Assassin, that was his new mission in life, and today the Princess had requested his presence personally. He did feel a slight twinge of nervousness, bit after his ritual was complete, and he knew he would be ready.

“Thread here, stitch there, and… Done!” Nixes smirked with pride, his newest work finished. He laid it on the counter, his new doll, taking a place beside the one of Alma. It was Princess Midna, or at least it resembled her greatly. Considering it was a small doll, with cute, slightly exaggerated features. None the less, no one would be able to deny the resemblance. It was quite skillfully made, though Nixes wasn’t the conceded type so he wouldn’t boast.

He then bowed his head, standing over his creations. He then more or less prayed, knowing this was a very important day for him. He asked for strength and confidence, and the ability to serve his people well, and to still always be free. It was almost like what some of other plains might call voodoo. But Nixes would be insulted by such an accusation. No this ritual was about respect, and hoping for good fortune. Though in all honesty he took great joy in making objects like this, as they tended to bring joy to others. Still he hoped it would be enough, this wasn’t the day for misfortune to cross his path.

[Midna]

Midna was bored. She held little patience for those who lolly gagged around, and wasted her time. Rather than waste any more breath in her lungs listening to idle talk of her attendants, she decided to pay the new guy a visit. What she was most interested at the moment getting to know who the Assassin was~ With a turn of her head, instantly signaling her lost attention, she teleported out of the throne room, and onward elsewhere. She snickered softly knowing quite well of the panic she caused, and cared little of the scolding she would receive from it~

The Twilight Princess appeared within the corridor outside of the door of the new resident of the Twilight Palace. A fanged smile formed across her lips amused of what she saw. She giggled softly before placing her arms upon her slender hips. "I didn't know my assassin was a creepy little doll maker," she commented lightheartedly, "The resemblance is... frightening~"

Not that she had any problem with a man who had a fetish for dolls, but it merely wasn't the type of idiosyncrasy she kinda expected from her would be legal killer~

[nixes]

Nixes’s hair was on end, he tried desperately to hide his work hearing the rather sudden approach of someone. Sadly the princess abused her abilities to be far sneakier than most people he knew. He didn’t know quite what to do at this point. Hiding the doll seemed futile, but he couldn’t destroy it and claim ignorance. After all, it was his art, to do such a thing; even to save face was unthinkable. “C-Creepy?” Was the first word he could mutter out, showing a bit of shyness he hadn’t shown in many years. He wasn’t sure if he was more embarrassed, or insulted.

There wasn’t anything fiendish about his craft, not in his hands at least. After all he was expressing the skill Alma had given him. “Well…. my apologies if my work offends you majesty, it’s simply a hobby, I enjoy sewing and tailoring, It doesn’t affect my abilities a assure you.” Nixes said, trying to maintain his composure, not quite sure how to act around the royal. She spoke rather casually, and Nixes was actually a bit annoyed at her accusation. None the less he would remain strong, after all, he had to take orders from this woman and despite the fact that had sworn his loyalty to her, this act gave him far more freedom then he had ever hoped for in his childhood.

[Midna]

Oh my~ She must have hit a sore spot to take aim at his craft, and getting quite a reaction out of him. Her smile held a hint of wickedness finding that her adorable little assassin was going to be a fun one to pick on. Midna's carmine eyes flickered brightly with amusement as an audible laugh could be heard within the vicinity. Some people really needed to lighten up otherwise they would be in for a world of migraines.

"Hey~ Whatever floats your boat," she said in between her giggle fit. "One thing you've got to learn pretty quickly: Don't take everything to heart. You'll become an old man before your time~" She really didn't have anything against him with his hobby. Some people created ceramic unicorns, and others played piano as their hobbies. Midna's so happen to be picking on everyone, and anyone who came within her mischievous range. The message she was pretty much trying to get across was that he needed to lighten up or else he'd be driven crazy by Midna's wild antics.

Then again, she wouldn't mind pushing a few buttons here and there~

[nixes]

Nixes mouth laid agape for a bit, finding it so very odd that his princess could be so informal. Compared to how he’d been raised, it was quite baffling. Displaying what could best be described, for lack of a better term, a pouty face he spoke once more. “I’m sorry… I’ve just had a very…. Strict upbringing.” Nixes couldn’t help but stare back at the stuffed doll of his dear Alma. If his parents had caught him doing such things they would have destroyed his work, lectured him harshly and tighten their leach around his neck. Thinking about it caused a physical shiver, and a saddened look that only lasted for a moment.

“None the less I am Nixes Levoetum, your Twilight Assassin, I suppose that makes me head of your military, and personal bodyguard more or less… or really whatever you require of me..” He said with a shy grin, an odd bit of awkwardness shining through. The woman before him had honestly thrown him off his axis. His mood was shifting wildly as he wasn’t used to such casual conversation, especially with someone like Midna. This also filled him with a sense nervousness he had never dealt with before. It seemed like this may be a bit more challenging then he had first guessed.

[Midna]

Formal was far too boring for the princess's taste. It was like submitting to rules, and etiquette that had been established long before the twili had ever been born. While Midna wasn't the type to follow traditions to a tee, that didn't mean she broke her own rules on a whim, rather she liked to think of it as using those already set of rules to make things a whole lot interesting. Her deep carmine eyes could see trauma that clung to his very soul - and it was quite clear that he came from a strict upbringing.

Poor guy looked like he was about to jump out of his skin from the Twilight Princess's casual behavior. He was such a child still~ Plenty of room to grow more, and more into someone she could look forward to seeing around.

"I look forward to seeing your abilities, Nixes," she crossed her arms with amusement. Indeed, she commended anyone who took up this role under any circumstance. By the name itself, it holds nothing short of a dark path to follow. She couldn't help but wonder if he'd be able to stay within the mentality of the Assassin, let alone a military leader for her precious Messengers, and possess the capabilities to handle this task~ She wasn't degrading him by any means - if anything, she was supportive of him, but she was aware that this wasn't going to be an easy or relaxed job for Nixes.

"Come~ Put your toys away, and come take a walk with me. I want to know more about you, Nixes," she gestured before walking out to the dark corridors. It was such a wonderful day, how could they spent it indoors? There was so much to do, and so little time~

[nixes]

Nixes was obviously uptight, it was all knew. His life was full of rules and regulations. If a toe was stepped out of line, that just caused the line to become more enclosed. It was true though, that such a life got him here, he WAS living in a palace. But a thought also came across Nixes’s mind. If the princess, his new employer of sorts was against formality, perhaps he could deny it too. He had to admit, a part of him hated it all. He would much rather relax, and let himself unwind, the only thing he happened to like about all that happened to be the fine clothing.

“I’ll be happy to demonstrate whenever you like, after all I’m going to have to protect you with my life, I want you to be able to trust me.” He said with a rather kind smile, blushing a bit afterward, worried how that may have sounded. He was still honestly not sure how to act. Midna was rather playful and seemed to detest the norm. But he was also the Twilight Assassin now, he knew he had an appearance to keep. It was rather baffling and Nixes was afraid this may cause him to make a fool out of himself.

Nixes raised his brow, primping his two stuffed figures, glancing at what seemed to be the two most important women in his life. “A walk sounds nice, and I’ll be happy to talk, I haven’t really gotten the chance to be open with someone and if I lie to you, I suppose you can have me beheaded.” Nixes stifled out a laugh. “And there not simply toys, their my art, though I suppose I wouldn’t mind if a child took interests in them.” Nixes was back to getting a little flustered, but was happy he could test the water a bit and stand up for himself. He glanced one time at the small representation of his dear Alma, hoping for the best of luck with this somewhat frightening princess.