Unanswered Questions [Ienzo]

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She would have to leave soon, eventually; it was an inevitable venture, but she was hesitant in going alone without her partner in crime at an arm's length. Traverse Town was the first world she stepped into once leaving Agrabah. The sacred blue gem she held took her to were stray hearts land, a cluster world made of worlds' ruins. It was drastically different than Agrabah; it was expected, but she wasn't anticipating so much contrast. It blew her mind how this world never had day; the sun never peaked over the horizon. Aladdin wouldn't believe it either; it would take him a while to get used to the world's weather and constant coolness.

"You only have so many days, and he'll be here," that was the plan after all; she get a head start, and he'll join her. Already without him, she had enough culture shock. The Princess bit her cheek reflecting the ball at The Kingdom of the Lands. She doubted he would be too happy about it; it would give him incentive to persuade her to go home or stay glued to her hips; the latter she didn't mind. Honestly she missed him already. It would be comforting to have a familiar face and her best friend sitting beside her on the balcony.

The Heart of Agrabah was outside her hotel room wrapped with a red comforter. The space wasn't large like home, but the balcony had convenient chairs. She didn't have to drag her furniture around or call someone to do it for her. The Princess snorted knowing they would strive to do mundane things for her. Despite how she hated being primped and managed in her younger years, she missed the grand space of her palace as she propped her feet against the railings. Aladdin would've jockingly mocked her now; she was pampered and lived a sheltered life. Yes, he added spice to her life, but she was still a princess. Jasmine like to think she was a different breed; she became a rat to prove she could stick it out in the real world when he said she couldn't.

"The 'real' world," she repeated, "who knew 'real' can be different things."

The gravity the worlds were in was pressuring. Her world was stricken with poverty, a concept she pushed to change, while becoming more physically present in her community. Very few heartless roam the streets, and guards were placed on patrol to keep their numbers miniscule. Knowing there were some deeply haunted by darkness made her grim and grateful for hers. Before her mind can go to darker corners, a soft fuzzy nudge pulled her from it.

She was accompanied by Rajah, who needed fresh air. Him being her was by his persistence to never leaving her. Although he can be a dangerous animal, he was spoiled. Jasmine wouldn't let him follow everywhere about the streets and districts. She only allowed late night walks when the civilians were away. Her modesty only put her at greater risks. Even in rags to mask her lineage, she was a sacrificial princess, who still carried her duty. He grumbled as she muttered to herself; her familiar knew she was troubled, and he still wanted to go for a walk. He purred when her slim hand finally stroked the bridge of his nose.

"You and your impeccable timing," she chuckled before leaning forward to kiss the top of his head as he nuzzled her lap. He grumbled as she massaged his ears before looking at her with large pupils, "I know. I know."

Looking around, she didn't hear anyone below them; generally the alley was empty. Looking towards the sky, she wished she could tell the time, but she assumed it was late. A soft smirk spread on her gentle face as she cooed to her tiger, "want to jump the balcony?"

Fully alert, he sat up with a whipping tail. He would've jumped it now if he wasn't loyal to her. Anxious he nibbled on her pants leg for a tug.

"Alright alright," she got up with the comforter to toss on the bed. Red was flung off of dusky brown and peacock blue; rummaging  through her clothes, a brown robe was wrapped around her body. and a hood was pulled over her head. Grasping a key, she was ready and returned to her brother, "ready?" 

With ease, she climbed over the balcony onto a small edge wedge between the neighboring balcony. Uttering a soft countdown, she scooted towards the edge before jumping down. As she rose, Rajah followed closely behind and landed at her side before she noticed. The Arabian Beauty shook her head and roamed the alley. They would take their usual route: about the alley, enter the 2nd district, may take a detour through the Gizmo shop for they can bask near the bell on the rooftop, and come back the way they came and into the hotel. For now they took their time at a slow pace.

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Was it ironic that beings that lost their words to darkness found safety in the dark night of Traverse Town while the beings that lost their bodies to darkness found new hope in the light of Twilight town? Two cities of such simple innocence that utterly were words of sealed fate. It was never a happy meeting to find oneself in either worlds, yet a Corridor of Darkness opened in the open area of the Third District. Out stepped Ienzo, with his black Organization jacket protecting his body. His mind pondered on the effects of travel on his body if he resorted to traveling with the black jacket. Wearing it brought back memories of his past and devotion to the Organization while his white coat underneath appeared to be a clean opening to a word of new answers and adventures. Even now the Organization still had a control over him that he sensed and felt pressured to abide to. Looking around the area, Ienzo thought to himself what brought him here. The answer being the Heartless of course. Twilight Town almost fostered the nobodies in its core and Traverse town was the exact same for the Heartless. The lab being destroyed and the protection shield over Radiant Garden, it would be nearly impossible for any Heartless to survive long enough for him to find one and continue his observations. All this was based off if Sora’s adventures hadn’t destroyed any noticeable trace of the Heartless from this world like several others. Who knew that using the boy with the purpose of destroying the Heartless to release their hearts would actually become a problem in the future? Ienzo walked at a calm pace taking in the observations around him until he came to door towards the 2nd District. Before he even pressed his palm against the door his nose burned with the trace he was smelling. It had been a while sense he felt something so bright…so pure and innocent in nature. The complete opponent of any being he had come in contact with for so long. His eyes bulged as he had to regain his composure. Whoever it was had no fume of darkness in their being. It made them stick out in the world so easily as everyone had some trace of darkness somewhere in their heart. Were there new beings of Light now flooding the worlds? He had to pursue where this aroma was coming from and thus, pushed the 2nd District door open. He walked down the long hallway and turned the corner. He eyes turned to look up at the majestic bell tower that made this world famous. One again it appeared the bell tower was in repairs but unbeknown to Ienzo it camouflaged what ringing the bell revealed within the world. “Very peculiar,” Ienzo stated to himself observing the tower and gazing his eyes around the area. It was then that his eyes came upon a woman and a tiger leaving The Alleyway. The stinging in his nose forced him to wince and cover it. Who was this woman before him and why was she so different? Without another hesitation the Schemer began to approach the woman. He couldn’t live with himself he didn’t find the answers he needed. She would answer him one way or another. .

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“That’s new,” the district wasn’t popping with Heartless just yet. Jasmine looked around as she neared the fountain; her hand clutched her robes tighter as if she felt a chill. It was eerie for not to see any; it was abnormal, new. The Princess has been jittery since she started the trek across the worlds; Aladdin had a way with calming her nerves. Odd how she could feel vulnerable without him, the upcoming sultan? She should be reeking with confident; behind closed doors with him and alone, she was leaking uncertainty as she second-guessed everything. She wanted to be great; she wanted to be a protector, a worthy queen, but it was hard to wear that crown when she ran away from a part of herself, one out of seven. As she practiced her light and explored with Aladdin, she became less and less afraid of heartless and the darkness, but was more fearful of failure and not living up to her duties. Without her other half speaking encouragement, she trapped herself in her head. Even walking about Traverse Town made her weary.

"Perhaps I hadn’t triggered them yet," she prepared herself to fend herself against heartless. It took a while to get use to it; it felt like she was hurting people, but she had to remind herself they were lost people trapped in darkness. Her light could help their hearts find its way. It was one of the principles that help her embrace her identity. Currently she can't complain for lacking their company. Stalling their walk, she sat on the lip of the fountain giving Raja permission to walk about how he pleased.

He was a good friend indeed, and she hoped better for him. Maybe the next world could be a place he'd enjoyed; he could climb, jump, claw and swim. She chuckled as he padded around her to peek at his reflection in the fountain. He huffed admitting the pool was too small for him. He resorted to lapping some in his mouth before abandoning it. He walked towards the edge of the courtyard, while looking up towards the ledge. He would've jumped up and lay their to have a better view, but he heard something.

With an excited pep to his step, he trotted to meet eyes with a stranger. He came from a corner leading a walkway towards the Third District. He stood alert, and his dotted ears turned to listen keenly. He made his presence known and didn't resort to growling until the man in black walked in their direction. Knowing him well, Jasmine snapped out of her daze to see the fuss.

“Rajah,” her eyes drifted from the tiger to a man before him. Briskly she stood to quickly pace towards him, “I’m sorry about that; he is good at heart and very protective.”

He snorted at the understatement of the day. He didn’t budge when she directed him to follow her; their walk was cut short, “excuse us, come Rajah.”

After taking a few steps, she glanced back to see him unmoved. Sighing, she folded her arms over her chest, “come on we can go to the Third District. Hardly anyone goes there.”

She smiled apologetically at the steel grey haired stranger, “I apologize; he’s not only protective, but very very stubborn.”

Her brother finally yielded and began walking by her side, but his eyes remained on him the man in black. He didn’t trust himself to look away from him in fear he’d disappear. Too concentrated on him, his cheek bumped into Jasmine’s leg. She had whirled around as if she’d forgotten something, “oh and you should be careful. They have a tendency to gang up on people, the heartless. Have a nice night.”

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The first shock for the Schemer wasn’t the angelic, pure scent that the Princess gave off, or the snarling tiger that stared him down sharply, but instead the hidden beauty of the woman approaching him. Maybe it was his adolescent hormones speaking for him but the Princess was a beautiful woman and it wasn’t often that he was around other females. Larxene was hardly the affectionate type and during the time they were together emotions didn’t exist to him. Mostly because he himself shouldn’t have existed. A pain stabbed him in his chest and shock of it forced him to grab his heart lightly with his left hand. His palm resided on his chest and he could feel the rapid pounding on his internal arteries in full force. The timing appeared perfect as the princess approached him. His senses were failing him as her words finally became reality to him. Looking down to the tiger, he fully noticed the glare and growling he was giving Ienzo. Neither were enough to phase the Schemer enough to feel fear but mostly because of the shock happening in his chest. There was confusion all about him and he wasn’t sure how to face what was happening. His nose was stuffed with his first hint of pure Light since Namine, his heart was bounding through his chest as if it was playing a percussion feature, and his mind raced trying to figure out simply what to do! Upon the word “stubborn”, Ienzo snapped out his gaze turning to the Princess who was now continuing back to the District he just left. Rajah, as he overheard, reluctantly followed behind her and his arm reached out being at a loss of words for the first time in…forever. “Wait!” Ienzo finally exclaimed breaking through the paralyzing curse of emotions he hadn’t experienced in the longest time. The exclamation added more feeling of reality to him and he found himself suddenly short of breath. He hunched over slightly, still holding his heart, and tried to regain himself for a brief moment. The rollercoaster ride continued to a loss of circulations to his head. The boy heaved to regain his composure falling down to a knee. This was absolute torture to him and he felt utterly defenseless to this attack. There was the Organization side of him that figure this as a trick of illusion and break of reality while the order side reasoned that this was simply science at work. He had never heard of a “Charm” attack but this would definitely be a pure example of one if it existed. His soft, violet eyes cut up towards the Princess. His vision of her was altered with his bang centering upon his face and blocking majority of his sight but he knew she was there. If she was truly a being of Light she would be. Slowly his symptoms were recovering the shock factor would take some time to diminish from his body. .

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"Wait!"

The cry was piercing, and time slowed as she turned. Strands of hair brushed against her face. Her hood drifted with the breeze framing her soft face as she blinked at the stranger. Did he needed something?

He wasn't well as he stood hunched over desperately clutching his heart. Her large almonds eyes widened at the implication and didn't hesitate rushing to him. Raja nearly had a whip lash keeping track of her. His jaws snapped air when he aimed for her robes to hold her back, but his princess was indeed stubborn. Raja thought Jasmine was very nice and sometimes too nice to complete strangers. This was a new and strange world; they should be careful. The future Sultan was cutting him a work load. With effortless grace, she squatted down before him. After tending to children in Agrabah, she was truly soft at heart to brush his bang out of his face to check his forever.

He was different, and given where she was, different was unavoidable. She never met anyone so young with silver hair. Maybe he was kissed with age in wisdom. His eyes were peculiar too; it was a memorable hue, while the spoke so much. She was trying to read his eyes, but was too distracted by his current state and heaving.

"If you're hurt, I can help," she assured, but was requesting permission.

He seemed fine when he was walking towards her. or so she hoped. There was a strain in his heart, and she could feel it, darkness swirling and clashing with the light. What could he possibly be going through? She was learning as a wielder of light she can save and cleanse heartless. What does that mean for people? How can she assist those with turmoils and demons.

                                                       A Princess puts her people need before her own.
                                                       She was the Heart of Agrabah, their princess and 
                                                       future leader; their care was her duty. What does 
                                                       being a Princess of Hearts entails?Is her duty is
                                                       only to be a tool, or is she to ensure the presence
                                                       of light?

In the mist of confusion and soul-searching, She'd always wondered why. Why her? It felt as random as a roll of the dice. She was a speck of sand in a desert, and amongst that hot terrain only seven were 'special' as they come. Their value breached all of their imaginations, and ironically from what she could remember, they were all simple women just wanting the best of their lives. Jasmine tried to fight for it even when bound to a crown, but she never anticipated be hurtled into a decorative scheme.

Why do I even exist to begin with? What is the meaning?

Jasmine hadn't embraced and lived with the title long enough to see where she stands with it? It wasn't in her nature to be completely selfish; her upbring made sure she was proper. Some of the rigid formalities she could live without, but she couldn't ever neglect others.

Getting lost in her task, she nearly didn't feel her guardian sitting next to her before feeling a nudge. He wasn't pleased with her act of  The Good Samaritan, but the stranger haven't done anything to threaten her. Perhaps he was too antsy and judgmental; still he would be more relaxed when there was distance. It became up close and personal, "Where are you staying tonight? I can walk with you."

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“No,” Ienzo coughed out. “I’m fine, just….” His body tingled as the nerves started to settle. The weight of everything dissolving away was slightly painful but nothing he couldn’t manifest. He dropped his head in embarrassment of the Princess before him. All the worries and plans in the world couldn’t help him recover from what he just experienced, but he allowed himself to recuperate. At the conclusion of Jasmine’s words, the Schemer pushed himself up and glanced fully again at the woman before him. With black gloves, he parted his bangs to the side long enough for them reveal his full face. His cheeks were rosy and full of color despite the natural pale look he had. Within seconds, his bangs fell down to the side covering his face again. This was definitely a roller coaster ride the young man wasn’t use and it was a lot racing through his head. Minutes passed within his mind calculating just a sentence to speak to the young woman. He couldn’t assess much information on her physical appearance except for the large earrings dangling at her sides and the luscious that kept her hood up over her face. Just the look of her was enough make any being smile, but, of course, Ienzo couldn’t only foster a blank face. Mostly due to the confusion of his heart. “I’m…,” Ienzo started. “I’m not from here. I’m sorry. Traverse is full of several mysterious and I’m just here to look for some answers. It runs in the nature of being a scientist.” Was it exactly the truth? No…. But it wasn’t necessarily a lie either. He was here to find questions that only Traverse could possibly provide him. The main reason being the Heartless, which ironically enough was avoiding this area that this woman was in. ‘Peculiar.’ His mind stated as the thought crossed him. Fortunately, his nose had adjusted to burn of Light that emitted from her body. He wondered why she bathed in such beauty and power, not to mention that rags that she wore currently. His eyes glanced over to the tiger just to scan the area. Rising up he looked towards the clock tower that oversaw majority of the city. Bell still in question of working despite the several individuals that have heard it’s tunes. His gaze returned back to the Princess and a soft smile finally appeared on his face. “I apologize before. I’m just not to use to meeting such…beautiful people when out investigating areas. Does your charm come with a name?” .

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He said he was fine, but Jasmine was convinced when he tugged his head away from her. Hers tilted in concern, while echoing his last word, "just..."

It was hard to help someone who wasn't articulating well, but as he looked up at her she waited patiently. Her brows rose for a confirmation. Pushing his hair back, he revealed himself to her. His eyes looked icy; she wasn't sure whether to be distracted by the hue or the swirls of emotion. It's as if they were searching for something within her. She was able to put a single word to it, bashfulness.

Not fond to linger in awkward silence, Jasmine inclined her head with initiative, "so you're going to lead the way?"

But that offer was closed; he wasn't from here like her. At least his means here was more specific than hers. Although she traveled with purpose, Jasmine lacked direction. This guy on the other hand has been around the block and a few worlds. She was curious in the answers he sought out and this so called 'scientist'. She never met one before nor knew what it meant, but she can relate in the need to uncover the unknown. When he rose, she mirrored him. Her nose scrunched with a smile at his apologies, "and you're not a charmer? I'm Jasmine."

"I'm not from this world either," she looked about it for a moment relishing in the moment that she finally took the first step in her conquest, "it's more of a stop for now, but it takes a lot of will to just hop from one place to the next. But I guess you don't have problems with that."

Her last word wavered as her leg was nudge to shift her over; Rajah grumbled already standing and ready to go, "and this you may already know is Rajah. I couldn't leave him even if I wanted to; he wouldn't let me. Still its better to journey in company than alone. So what are you looking for all by yourself? I know I've only been here for a few days, nights, but I haven't heard any mysterious legends of this world."

"That can make traveling worthwhile," she shrugged nearly forgetting, "there's the heartless, but even that constant back and forth onslaught can be taxing and maybe predictable."

She won't admit the few times they caught her off guard. She wasn't taken back by her first Large Body; there were Large Bandits at home, but they never charged or slid after her. Also this world had a unique diversity. The mini sorcerer heartless were easy to manage, but they came in packs. Being a new world did put a challenge; it took time to learn her environment; she had to learn first hand of what to beware of. This dropped her exploring to a minimum for she wasn't looking for trouble; honestly, she was looking for help and listening at for any whereabouts of a bearer named Sora.