InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "I pity the foo'"

Lord Vaako (lord_vaako) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-07-20 09:24:00

Entry tags:

arrival, complete, day 8, lord vaako, richard riddick

Day Eight
Who: Vaako and Riddick
What: Vaako arrives on Mirage
When: Day 8, late afternoon
Where: On the beach, near some palm trees to start.
Rating: PG-13 for language
Status: Complete

Though everyone else, including his wife, would see that moment as a failure on his part, he knew only satisfaction as he saw the Furyan's knife stab through the top of the Lord Marshal's head. Finally, he knew, his army would have a leader who wasn't a tyrant, wasn't mad with power. In short, they would have the leader they deserved. He'd been right all along, it wasn't he that was destined to lead the Necromongers. Despite the urgings of his wife, he'd never really wanted to.

He was one of the first to sink onto his knees in front of the man who had become their new Lord Marshal. You keep what you kill, and Riddick had killed the Lord Marshal, so now he was the Lord Marshal. It was that simple. No one even thought to question it. The entire Necromonger army fell onto it's knees before the new Lord Marshal, and Vaako had to struggle to keep the smile from his face. This was as perfect as it was possible for something to be.

Suddenly, everything changed. Underneath Riddick's feet, a strange sort of black hole opened up. It wasn't like a true black hole, though, because it only sucked Riddick in, not everything else. Everyone walked in shock as their new Lord was abducted, and Vaako rose to his feet, shaking his head in denial. Now who would lead the people?

The hole dwindled away until it was tiny, smaller than a marble, and then, without any warning, it opened wide again. This time, though, it wasn't here for Riddick. It was here for him. His eyes widened as he was pulled down into complete and utter darkness. His last, half-bitter thought was at least his wife would have a hard time controlling him if he were dead.

That wasn't his fate, however, and he soon realized it as he fell heavily to the ground. To the very sandy ground. Of course, he'd been on sandy worlds before, that went without saying. But this sand was strange. He went to his knees and examined it. Pure white, sparkling, nothing like the dull orange sands of Helion Prime. He picked some up, let it run through his gauntleted fingers, and sighed.

"Well, this is slightly inconvienant..."

He didn't notice much around him, which was unusual, but then he was shocked. He turned his gaze from the sand to the trees. He'd never, in his entire life, seen trees like this. He hadn't been wearing his helmet when he was taken, so the wind blew through his long, tightly-bound hair as he looked around.

(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)

lord_vaako
2008-07-22 09:27 pm UTC (link)

Vaako walked alongside the Lord Marshal, half expecting the bald man to attack him at any moment for impudence. Nothing of the sort happened, they just walked together into the building. Once there, after Riddick spoke, he sighed softly, but the sound held the slightest trace of relief. Looks like he'd been given his orders, even if Riddick didn't phrase them that way. He was too stay away from his Lord Marshal. That, he could do, even if he still didn't understand pretty much all of what the man was saying.

"It shall be as you say."

Hazel eyes fell to the plaque, and his brow furrowed as he read. He didn't usually allow himself to show much in the way of emotion, because that could be used against him, but in this case he couldn't seem to help it. Maybe Riddick didn't see, since the Furyan seemed to be in a hurry to get out of there.

The part of the plaque that bothered him wasn't, oddly enough, the fact that he could never leave. With Riddick here, he wouldn't want to be in his own world, anyways. The Necromonger army with no leader would be a hell of a thing to be around, and he was more than happy to stay away. Also, he couldn't say he was exactly heartbroken at being away from his domineering wife. It would be very hard for her to control him from here, and the thought sent an undeniable surge of pleasure through him.

He didn't notice when the Lord Marshal left, though normally he wouldn't have dreamed of missing an event like that. He was too wrapped up in the plaque, and thinking about it. What bothered him far more than the not leaving thing was one simple thing. He could not kill here. How was he supposed to convert people to the Necromonger way if he couldn't threaten them with death? This was going to be a serious setback. He would have to think much on this.

He murmured the words and then looked down at the plaque once more. When he looked up, Riddick was gone. He shrugged, glad that at least he had gotten away alive. Although, that wasn't so strange, since Riddick couldn't kill him. But he certainly could have beaten the hell out of him, moreso than he already had. He was grateful, really, for small mercies. Now, he just had to find this room that Riddick had spoken of, and he would be set.

He wandered around, until he found himself in the foyer a short time later. There was a box blinking on a desk. He walked over to it, axe in hand, and peered at it. It blinked more insistantly at him. Shrugging, he picked up the lid. Inside, was a key. The light stopped when he picked it up. This wasn't hard to figure out. This was his room key. It was quite simple to figure out. It had a number on it.

It wasn't hard to find the building, nor the room that had the number on his key. Wondering what this strange place would look like, Vaako inserted the key and turned it. Not expecting anyone to be there, he carried his large axe at his side, and was, as much as he ever was, relaxed. He was always on guard, of course, but he was slightly less vigilant now than he normally was.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

r_b_riddick
2008-07-22 09:42 pm UTC (link)

Riddick decided to try and forget about the events of earlier and decided to work out then shower.And he did. He stepped out of the shower a toweldrapped loosely around his waist.

His room was dark, the way he liked it. But once more things had changed. There were now clothing and things on another side of the room and it made Riddick frown and curse. What the fuck was going on? he returned to the bathroom to retrieve something when he heard his door open.Quickly moving undetected, Riddick moved into his room,grabbed for his blades and was moving once more.he spotted a figure so he moved up to them silently.

Standing behind the intruder, Riddick held a sharp blade to the soft skin of the person's neck as he spoke firmly and low in their ear.

"I don't know who you are, who you think you are coming into my room,but you have 5 seconds to get the fuck out before I slit your throat."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

lord_vaako
2008-07-22 09:52 pm UTC (link)

It was dark. He narrowed his eyes to try and see. His eyes, still used to the light from the hallway which was bright, and of course, it had been sunny outside, had a hard time adjusting. He thought he saw movement in the room, but had time to do little more than raise his axe before he felt a knife at his throat.

He didn't know this was his Lord Marshal, he didn't know anything except that he was being threatened in a room that was supposed to be his. Showing, once more, his agility despite his heavy plated armor, he grabbed the person behind him by their shoulder, heaved them up off the ground, and slammed them down in front of him. Immediately, he was on his knees, his axe against the other man's neck.

And then, that voice spoke, and he knew who he was facing. He gasped, one of the rare times he showed any sort of emotion, and dropped his axe onto the ground. He stayed on his knees, but shifted back just a little away from the prone man.

"Lord Marshal... I did not know. I plead for forgiveness..."

Although, he did have to wonder why Riddick was in his room. Especially after the Lord Marshal had insisted that they go their own separate ways. But he would not question, not when it could mean his... well, not his life, though that was a bit slow sinking in. Riddick really couldn't kill him. But his aching face showed that he could hurt him, a lot.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

r_b_riddick
2008-07-22 10:03 pm UTC (link)

Riddick had taken a deep breath just before the other man had turned on him and took him down.As Riddick was in the air it hit him. Holy shit this is Vaako and the fucker can think for himself. As he hit the ground hard and he felt the axe at his throat and felt knees on his chest.It hurt when he hit the ground but he laughed. And hard.His laughter despite the pain filled the room.He barely managed out between pain and laughter.

"Holy shit! You can think for yourself and I'll be damned ya can fight back without being commanded."But then Riddick frowned heavily and pushed the other man forcibly away. Why in the hell was this man in his room? Why in the hell did the man not understand Riddick wanted to be as far away from him as he could be?

"Why in the fuck are you in my room,Vaako?I told ya to stay the fuck away!!" Riddick's words were angry but yet even as he spoke, he was sure he knew the answer and he didn't like it. Not at all.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

lord_vaako
2008-07-22 10:12 pm UTC (link)

What could Riddick to do him? Sure, he couldn't kill him, but then, there was a lot of things that could be done without killing someone. In fact, somethings that were done would make death seem like a welcome release. He was about to see just how sadistic a Furyan could be, he was sure of it.

Instead of an attack, though, he was met by simple laughter. He flushed a little, not liking that the man was laughing at him. He had never, ever liked being laughed at. The Lord Marshal's words had him blinking in confusion. He was glad it was dark, though with those odd eyes of his, Riddick could probably see everything he did. He quickly adjusted his expression to neutrality once more.

"You commanded me to defend myself... and I did not know it was you. I did what I would have done had anyone attacked me."

He frowned, that confusion coming back onto his face for mere seconds before he smoothed it down again. But still, he couldn't quite understand what the other man was saying. He'd been so sure he'd read the room number right, and it was the same as his key. Why would the key have worked in the wrong door?

"I... didn't know... My Lord, I will go now to find my own room. I thought this was it."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

r_b_riddick
2008-07-22 10:23 pm UTC (link)

Riddick, despite the darkness,could see every move Vaako made. Every expression. He was glad it was dark because despite his anger he was now wearing a smile. The man had fucking defended himself and shit the man could fucking fight. He mumbled out in anger.

"Glad ya listened to me now ain't ya?" Then Riddick stopped and sat up,bringing his knees to his chest as he studied the other man. Fuck. This planet had it out for him he was sure of it.He growled out at the same time he placed his hand out."Give me your key."

Riddick knew. And that damn feeling of calm was trying to settle over him again. The feeling of this all happening for a reason was not helping him at all. He did not like where his thoughts were going

"This fucking planet has it out for me..."Riddick spoke in a very angry tone as he waited for Vaako to turn over the key. Though he didn't need it to know the truth.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

lord_vaako
2008-07-22 10:30 pm UTC (link)

He had been about to stand and go to the door, to find the room that was his, when that low, deep voice spoke once more. With a low sigh, he sunk back down onto the ground and held out the key. Years of habit didn't even have him question his automatic response to do as the Lord Marshal willed.

He waited for Riddick to return the key, as he looked around the room. It was functional, something that he would have expected from the Furyan. But it had two beds. He didn't understand that. Why would his room have two beds? It didn't make any sense. His eyes, having now adjusted mostly to the dark, gazed around the room. Not only did Riddick have two beds, but he also had a closet full of the sorts of clothing that he, himself would wear. Simple, dark clothing that he would favor while out of his armor.

Despite what one might thing, he was not a stupid man. He wouldn't be alive if he had been. So he sat there, processing everything, and came to a conclusion that he wasn't sure made any sense. His eyes widened, and he rose to his feet.

"This hellish place can't possibly mean that we...?"

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

r_b_riddick
2008-07-22 10:40 pm UTC (link)

Riddick stared at the key for along damn time. The numbers on it burning into his brain. In his anger he threw the key against the wall,hearing it bang and then fall to the ground. He stood and began to pace in anger.

"Great just fucking great." Riddick spoke mostly to himself. He had been right. And now he was fighting an inner battle against wanting to be angry and the planet wanting him to be calm.

At the moment Vaako spoke so did Riddick, finishing the man's sentence. "Apparently it means you and I are to share a room." Riddick looked around noticing all the things that were now in his room that were not there this morning or even when he left. And for some reason he remembered his dreams from his restless slumber.

"Motherfucker.I knew all along.Fuck."Riddick stopped his pacing and moved to grab some clothes the fact that he was still in a towel, and the fact that it was barely hanging on had escaped him until now.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

lord_vaako
2008-07-22 10:47 pm UTC (link)

Slowly, his brain whirling, the dark-haired man went over to the wall and nearly automatically retrieved his key. Then, he turned back to the Lord Marshal, noticing his attire for the first time. Previously, he'd been too busy adjusting to the low level of light in the place. Now, he'd become about as night-sighted as he ever got, and could make more details out. Including that the man who was his Lord Marshal was very nearly naked.

Another flush of color rose up into his pale cheeks, and he stared for a long moment before forcing himself to look away. It was just that he rarely saw men dressed in as little as Riddick was wearing. All of the Necromongers wore thick armor, as he himself did. No one would bare themselves as much as Riddick was doing, no one would risk that much vulnerablity. He would have called Riddick foolish for doing so, but the other man was still alive.

"So. We are to share a room. Is there... some sort of complaint process? Or someone I can threaten to kill to change the room assignments? Someone with an odd sense of humor must have decided I was supposed to be here."

He walked over to his side of the room, set the axe against the wall, and sighed internally as he flipped through the clothing. It was all very well made, very functional, and something he would pick out for himself if he wasn't wearing armor. Of course, if he was rooming with Riddick, he wasn't sure he'd ever be out of his armor. Having the Furyan as his roommate was probably similar to having a hellhound as one.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

r_b_riddick
2008-07-22 11:00 pm UTC (link)

Riddick in all his anger was fighting to keep the damn towel up,fighting to find some damn clothes and fighting several emotions, demons and inner arguments.This he was not at all used to. Why would the planet do this? There was no killing,did this damn planet not realize that it had just put two killers together and two killers who couldnot get along? Hell it would be like him and Toombs rooming together if the other man were alive and Riddick was sure he was not.

Finding his clothes,Riddick turned and glared at Vaako.But he found the man staring at him and he could almost feel the heat of the other man's blush.What the fuck? he stormed off to get dressed and once he as fully dressed he emerged from the bathroom.

His voice was low and almost resigned as he spoke. "You can complain and threaten but this damn planet brought us together for a reason. Clearly it has a great sense of humor. I don't like this any more than you do, trust me.But yet I knew it was coming."Goddamn it.The calmness was winning and that was bad. Because the moment Riddick regained his anger,it would be bad toward anone he was around.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

lord_vaako
2008-07-22 11:05 pm UTC (link)

Damn it. It was simply not appropriate to stare at the Lord Marshal, even if he was traipsing around half-naked in a towel. He was seriously going to get himself smacked around more if he didn't watch it. He turned around determinedly, facing the wall as Riddick attempted to find clothing. Oh, this was going to be fun. He'd never been a big fan of having a roommate at all, and he and his wife had had separate quarters for most of their marriage. This, however, was going to be far worse than anything he'd endured with the lovely Dame Vaako.

He waited as the Lord Marshal got dressed, sitting down on the bed once it was safe to turn around. At least, he thought to himself with one of his dry surges of humor that he kept to himself, he wouldn't have to worry about the other man keeping him awake all night with bright lights. That definately wouldn't be a problem.

"Well, all we have to do is sleep here, am I right? This place... it doesn't require us to be in this room all the time, does it? So, perhaps it will be okay. We might not even notice that we have a roommate, if we're careful."

But he did like his own space, he had to admit. Maybe they could work something out where they hung up curtains or something like that? That would at leat give the semblance of privacy.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

r_b_riddick
2008-07-22 11:15 pm UTC (link)

Riddick frowned as he looked at the other man on the bed. The darkness of course not bothering him at all.And his eyes gave him the ability to see much more than the naked eye could.and there was something about this man. Riddick was able to read people well but not their minds. yet it was like he could tell what the other man was thinking so he verbalized it.

"Several things ya have to get used to. One the lack of light at night and during the day. I prefer the darkness so I don't have to wear the damn glasses unless I go out.Second?"Riddick paused smirking knowing this was going to get the other man. " I prefer to run around sometimes with no clothing. Deal with it. And clearly this damn planet not only likes to control us by putting people together that hate each other it also likes to control feelings."

Riddick scowled hating this calmness a lot more than he let on.he wanted to be able to get angry. If the planet want them happy then why did it do this?

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

lord_vaako
2008-07-22 11:20 pm UTC (link)

"As you wish. I will not complain."

Actually, if Riddick told him to leave, he would go, even if it meant sleeping on the beach. It was the whole obediance thing that was basically drilled into him from day one of being a Necromonger. He took off a plated boot, dumped some sand out, and then repeated on the other foot. He looked at the armor for a second before sighing and leaving it off. It was just his lower legs, he couldn't be hurt too badly if he was attacked there.

This was going to be a challenge, no doubt about it. A Lord Marshal's commander should not be this close to his leader. It was just a bad idea, and would likely, in Necromonger society, lead to a dead commander. Here, that couldn't happen, but still. It was going to be awkward.

"Perhaps, sometime soon, we can find some sort of alternate arrangement. For now, this has to work."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

r_b_riddick
2008-07-23 02:56 pm UTC (link)

Riddick watched as the other man got undressed and he seemed to be confused about the fact that the clothing provided didn't have armor with it. Riddick would have laughed, he honestly would have. But laughing was the last thing from his mind right now. In fact, Riddick's mind was not even close to being cleared, but it was heavy with confusion.And clearly trying to figure out a way out of this new situation. Maybe he could somehow find a way to get another room. Though he somehow thought that was out of the question.Why? because clearly this planet thought he needed a worshiping,mindless fool by his side and in his room. At least it was kind enough to provide him with an extra bed or well that would have been awkward. Then the intense man had to shake his head at that thought and try not to think about the fact that Vaako had stared a lot longer than needed when Riddick was battling the towel earlier. Letting out an annoyed sigh, Riddick moved to takehis knives from a resting place at the foot of the bed and moved them to the table right beside of his bed. He wasn't sure he should trust Vaako. Hell right now he didn't trust himself.

"Yeah well when ya come up with a suitable arrangement that doesn't involve curtains hanging in places they shouldn't be or complaining on deaf ears for lack of a better expression let me know."

Sitting down upon his bed, he tried to ignore the other man,the confused state he must be in. He also tried to ignore his own confusion, the calmness still within and the fact that he was wishing like hell that he could get angry. He wanted to, he needed to. Yet it just wasn't happening. And here Riddick thought he was fully in control of himself at all times.Maybe the anger truly left him,but Ridick was doubtful.

Pulling out a notebook, he managed to get lost in it,forgetting Vaako was there as he wrote down the information he had gathered as that was very important to him. Getting lost in finding a way out of here was just what he needed.And now it was more important than ever for him to find a way.

(Reply to this) (Parent)

(Read comments) -