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Der Tod (touto_kaka) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-05-10 19:37:00

Entry tags:

armand, arrival, complete, day nine, der tod

Day 9 Arrival
WHO: Der Tod & Armand
WHEN: Day 9 Predawn
WHAT: Der Tod does not approve of this strange place
WHERE: On the empty streets of the City
RATING: PG-13 to be safe
STATUS: Complete

It made no sense. Finally, finally she wanted to die. Asked him to take her even. And he'd refused. Why, how could she keep resisting him? Everything he'd done had been to show her how much better off she'd be with him, and it still hadn't worked! Foolish, blind, stubborn, infuriating woman.

He loved her all the more for it.

So he couldn't take her, not until she returned his love. Instead he pushed her away, and stalked off, leaving the Empress to sob on the floor of her son's tomb. He couldn't help smirking a bit at the irony of that. Rudolf had been such a useful tool, so earnest and trusting.

Der Tod closed his eyes briefly to make the mental twist that would transfer him back to the lands of the dead. When he opened them again, instead of his mist and shadow cloaked realm, he was in a strange alleyway that looked out on a strange fair-type place. He held perfectly still for a long moment, taking the measure of his surroundings. This was not the lands of the dead, and more worrisome, he couldn't sense his realm. He made the mental twist again, but found himself still standing in the same place. A low hiss of annoyance escaped unbidden from his lips. Something was very, very wrong here.

Four long strides took him out of the alley and onto a wider street. It was still dark wherever he was, but predawn dark, not night dark. Not exactly a time when many humans were out, but he could sense them nearby, mostly sleeping. There were several odd presences that piqued his interest, however there were significantly fewer people than he would have expected from the apparent size of this place. His lip curled back in a snarl as he looked around. This place was almost sickeningly alive.

He could feel someone approaching, so he schooled his expression into one of more innocent confusion, and started heading towards the person. 'Accidentally' running into someone would be the easiest way to figure out what was going on after all.

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vagabond_child
2009-05-14 02:38 pm UTC (link)

Oh, this was going much better! Armand was practically beaming as he set down on the ground again, and was obviously much more pleased. Maybe it was because he'd only been 17 when he was turned, and he'd never had much in the way of people showing respect for him, but it worked on him like a drug would.

"Yes. Other than that, my new friend, the sky is the limit. It is a cage, but it's pretty, isn't it?" He looked around at the snow-covered landscape. "Merry Christmas, by the way. I doubt it's really the time of Christ's birth, but who cares?" He turned back to Der Tod.

"Oh, you must find your room!"

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touto_kaka
2009-05-14 03:07 pm UTC (link)

Oh yes, this was working quite nicely. Armand seemed almost as desperate for positive attention as Rudolf had been. If nothing else he would provide an interesting diversion. Der Tod cared little for the appearance of his surrounds but he nodded appreciatively at Armand's comment.

"A beautifully gilded cage indeed. And Christmas?" A mortal holiday that managed to interest him less than most, but he would feign interest. "Certainly the perfect weather for it." He didn't feel the cold, at least not as something that affected him personally, but it did seem rather appropriate.

"My... room?" he asked. It hadn't really occurred to him that he'd need a place to stay here. Then again, he planned to stay as little time as possible.

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vagabond_child
2009-05-14 03:50 pm UTC (link)

"Christmas, can you imagine?" His eyes turned dreamy as he looked up at the sky. "And the presents I got are just unbelievable. How did Jareth know about the egg, the ikon? It was almost infuriating.

"Oh, well. Our King is whimsical, at best." He shook his head clear of his thoughts. "Yes. You must find your room. There's a desk in the main building, come with me."

With that, he turned on his heel and started walking through the snow. The cold didn't bother him in the slightest, though, being a vampire, he prefered warmth. But he was quite comfortable, really.

"Oh, yes. I forgot before. You can see Jareth, if you want... you just have to run his foolish Labyrinth." He sneered in its direction, but honestly, was fully intending to do it himself, once the snow cleared up.

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