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

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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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[info]vagabond_child
2009-05-22 09:11 pm UTC (link)
Armand walked, keeping himself fairly quiet, for once. He was deep in thought. Those were the moods he tended to be, either talking nonstop, or being absolutely silent as he figured things out. When he got to the right room number, he turned to face Der Tod, smiled at him.

"Here." He laughed softly at the other man's words. "I hear that on the other side of the Labyrinth, things are much better. Here... ugh." He glanced with distaste at the room, which was the same as his, as far as he could tell.

"Is there anything else you would know? The sun will rise soon, and I must be safely in the dark before then."

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[info]touto_kaka
2009-05-23 09:15 am UTC (link)
Der Tod wasn't really listening to Armand. He was seething again, furious that this so-called 'King' dared think such... mediocre accommodations were in any way suitable. This king would pay for this eventually.

"Go, go" he said, with a dismissive wave of his hand to Armand. He wasn't trying to be rude, but there were far more important things to worry about right now. "Thank you" he said as a rather insincere afterthought.

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