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Juniper Golding (juniper_golding) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-04-06 10:00:00

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armand, complete, day five, juniper golding

WHO: Juniper and Armand
WHEN: Very early morning, Day Five
WHAT: Armand causing trouble
WHERE: Just outside her dorm
RATING: R
STATUS: Complete

Juniper was fast asleep, and yet, her mind was constantly awake. Awake, and given that it was only operating on basic functions given her slumber, very unguarded. So it really wasn't a wonder that, when Juniper heard a familiar voice calling to her, beckoning her to him, she obeyed without a thought. Her eyes opened and she noticed that she was alone, but the note on the pillow next to her went unread. She had something far more important to do, apparently.

Dressed in a t-shirt and a little pair of cotton shorts, Juniper left her room, the door wide open, walking as if in a trance. She smoothed her hair a bit as she moved, running her fingers through it idly, and left the building, completely ignorant of the pre-dawn chill in the air. Armand was calling her, and in her weakened state, all she could do was obey.

She sought him out as if she'd known where he was all along, and then stood in front of the vampire, blinking a bit dazedly. "You called."

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vagabond_child
2009-04-06 01:40 pm UTC (link)

Armand looked at her, full-out pouting. It was something he was really a little too good at, and despite the fact that he'd just been drinking her blood from her, he looked like nothing so much as a wronged child. "How cruel you are to me..."

But he couldn't keep it up. He shook his head, auburn hair flying, and started laughing. In truth, the whole thing was amusing. She with her vampire love who would be incredibly upset by this. And he with his telepath lover, who would be just as annoyed, he was sure of it. And yet, he'd come to her anyway. Sometimes, he wondered about himself.

"Well, I suppose I'll see you later... the sun is coming up." He glanced at the east, where the sky was lightning just a little. He didn't have to go yet. He just wanted to get away, wanted to have the last word. And, despite everything, he really did like Juniper. She had spirit, and he admired that. The least contact she actually had with him, the better.

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juniper_golding
2009-04-06 01:46 pm UTC (link)

"Oh, button it, you," Juniper spat, not fooled in the slightest by his innocent act. Armand couldn't be innocent if he tried. "You're not hurt. You couldn't be if you wanted to."

And there he was, trying to escape. "Oi, you tosser!" she hollered, and hurried to stop him, her bare feet revolting against the hard, uneven, and admittedly sharp ground.

"You're not doing that anymore. It's my blood, it's my brain, and I'm not afraid of you, Armand. You're nothing more than a little child taking toys away in the play park. No more."

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vagabond_child
2009-04-06 01:53 pm UTC (link)

Armand raised an eyebrow, surprised that she'd come after him. More than surprised, really. He'd been too pleased with himself, and really, that was his downfall more often than not. He became self-satified to the point where he didn't even notice things going on, even when they were obvious.

Very slowly, he turned to face her, looking more thoughtful than anything else. "It really works best, my lovely one, if we don't talk after. Usually, my victims die. Since that obviously may not happen now, it's rather strange for me to sit and talk to you."

He shrugged a little. "Afraid? Who wants you to be afraid of me? I'm not going to utter threats like some villian in a story book. I'm not going to tell you 'Oh, but you should be,' and then cackle madly. That's not my style. Taking toys? Are you calling yourself a mere toy, then?" He frowned, confused. "I could promise I will not bite you again, but I'd be lying, and you could probably pick that from my mind."

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juniper_golding
2009-04-06 01:59 pm UTC (link)

Juniper snorted. "Oh forgive me," she fluttered sarcastically. "God forbid I make things a bit difficult for you after you rip me from my bed for your own amusement. Do you have any idea how lucky you are that Edward wasn't there? He knows about you, Armand. And he's not keen on you using me as a petrol pump."

"That's how you see me, I'd wager. Something to have a bit of fun with, something to play with until you're spent of it and decide to toss it away." That's how humans were viewed in his arena, weren't they?

"I don't want your promises, empty or otherwise," she told him. "I'm telling you that it's not happening again. Ever." And with that, Juniper turned on her heel and stalked back off to her dorm. This was going to be really hard to hide from Edward.

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vagabond_child
2009-04-06 02:06 pm UTC (link)

Armand couldn't help it. He started laughing again. It was just that she was so completely pissed off with him, and he so completely deserved it. Of course, part of it might have been the slight high that he seemed to keep getting from the blood of the telepath's that he'd met. But, whatever it was, he was amused. Partly by her, but mostly by himself.

You would tell me what to do? You think you can stop me? Maybe you even can, for awhile. But I am a vampire, and you, however extraordinary, are still simply a mortal. He sent the mocking thought backward toward her, not moving from the place where he stood.

He wasn't even sure if he was more annoyed with her for trying to tell him what to do, or if it was, once again, simply amusement. Either way, it was strangely compelling. He watched after the redhead, intense concentration on his angelic face.

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juniper_golding
2009-04-06 02:13 pm UTC (link)

Stupid, maybe, but Juniper's blood was boiling. He couldn't even give her the courtesy of retorting aloud, he had to do exactly what she didn't want him to do, and invade her brain. "Oh I can stop you. And I will," she insisted, turning back to face him.

And then, against her better judgment, Juniper decked Armand, throwing her full weight into the punch. It would hurt her a lot more than it could possibly hurt him, of course, but still, until the pain hit, it felt good.

Tears stung her eyes and Juniper was fairly sure that she'd broken her hand, but still, she was fuming. "Go fuck yourself, Armand," she spat, and then left for real that time.

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vagabond_child
2009-04-06 02:18 pm UTC (link)

Armand, though he seemed to be fairly small for a man, didn't even move. He stood completely still and allowed her to punch him. It did hurt, though it must have felt to her like she was punching marble. Still, it was healed up within a second, and he shrugged it off.

Honestly, he didn't know if he would bother going after her again. She was fun to play with, yes. She was defiant, which irritated him. And it wasn't like he was scared of a vampire that, apparently, sort of sparkled. In reality, he had no idea what would happen if he did push this, and that thought was exciting.

But then... there was Schuldig. His eyes fell to the ground as he moved to his room, the one he shared with his lover. Oh, well. He didn't have to decide right now. There was always later for that.

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