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Riddick ([info]r_b_riddick) wrote in [info]mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-08-22 17:03:00

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Entry tags:complete, day 12, lord vaako, richard riddick

Who: Riddick and Vaako
What: Riddick finally comes back to their room after running the other night
When: Mid morning
Where: Back in their room now that he has come back.
Rating: Hi. Yes this is Riddick so PG-13 for strong language at least.
Status: complete

Riddick wasn’t sure how much time had passed. How long had it been since he left his room in pain, embarrassed because he was showing weakness? How long had it been since he found this little shack off to the side back away from the beach and tide, being beaten by the hurricane but still standing? Riddick had no clue. He had taken refuge there when he decided he couldn’t return to his room in this shape. He had needed to get away from Vaako. For some odd reason it was only adding to the pain.

He didn’t understand it. As he laid there on the ground of the shack, shivering from the rain and wet clothing sticking to his body, Riddick tried hard to piece this together. The last time he had felt the glowing print at its peak, it didn’t hurt. It just released a deep, dark, thick rage from deep within him. He felt weak afterwards but no pain. Not before, not during and certainly not afterwards. He had seen the affects, the devastation this caused. It was a powerful tool and dangerous. It had killed everyone around him within a few hundred feet and knocked the others even far away on the ash and lava covered mountain on their asses. Which is why he tried hard to control this, not let it consume him. Not let it loose.

But a few nights ago, he felt it, just in a different way. It wasn’t bursting to be released outwardly, but eating him from the inside. The pain was far too much to bare and it hurt even more when the Necro was near him and it seemed to rip his heart out still beating when Vaako was close enough to touch and be touched. Part of him wanted to pull him close to see if he could make the pain stop, and the other part wanted to push him as far away as possible to make the pain go away.

All night and all day yesterday, the Furyan tried his best to figure out just what in the hell was going on. And it only caused him to hurt more. The rain and storm were still raging outside through out the day matching his mood. The print was still glowing though the pain now was a dull, low throb. Constant , but better than it had been before. He believed in his weakened state, he would get sick. He was cold, his clothing still damp and the cold and chill had reached deep down within his bones. Perhaps now he could make it back to his room, and hopefully Vaako would be reading or something in the library.

Forcing himself to move, making his bones and legs work, he made his way across the beach back to the building with his room. He noted the weather had changed so perhaps later if he felt up to it he would take a walk and further explore this new planet though It was the same that had taken him. It just looked different. He hurried back to his room not wanting to run into anyone.

Opening the door and slipping inside, Riddick quickly adjusted to the darkness and looked around, noting Vaako was still asleep. He figured it must be at least mid morning if not a little later. Quietly, not wanting to wake his sleeping roommate, and ignoring the pain that was now racking his body once more. He winced with every step he took, grabbing some clothing, clean and dry and headed toward the bathroom.

Starting the shower, the water as hot as possible, Riddick stepped in and tried to let the water soothe him, warm his weary bones and body. He tried not to think or to focus on the pain. But it was honestly a bit much even for someone like him. Figures this would be the one damn thing he couldn’t heal. Grumbling now at his misfortune, Riddick waited until the water had turned cold, got out of the shower, dried off and quickly got changed. He was feeling a little bit stronger now despite it all. He made sure to put on a t-shirt and sweatshirt to cover the glow that had become stronger and he tried to hide his pain. Maybe he would get lucky and Vakko had left during his shower.



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[info]r_b_riddick
2008-08-24 02:54 pm UTC (link)
He was aware things were changing with this new found whatever in the hell it was. he was very much aware that he could sense, feel and read Vaako much much better than before. When the man settled in for the long haul and moved even closer to Riddick he reached out and rested one arm behind Vaako, the limb resting against his back lightly, casually. Though it felt anything but casual. He felt the damn touch almost like a fire on his skin.


He wasn't sure about this reading and finding answers in a damn book. But now the Elemental would prove most useful if she were here. Which she wasn't which meant they were screwed.

He could tell, somehow that Vaako was probably more in tune with him than anyone had ever been in his life. He knew that whatever this damn thing was, it was changing them. He also knew somehow that it would not have happened had it been someone else. It was almost like it was destined to happen between him and Vaako and it had.What it all meant he wasn't sure.

And why in the fuck was he okay with Vaako calling him Rick? Not even Richard,but Rick. A nickname that no one had ever called him.

"No talking will not do anything though I doubt your books will either, Cylus. But I guess I could be wrong. But until we know maybe we can try and figure this out ... or some of it on our own." He paused and looked down at the slender hand on his chest, now looking as if it were one with the glow. Maybe it was. The pain was gone now though he felt weak."Seen one other thing like this on the Purifier... his looked nothing like mine.... Not even close. This..." He pointed toward the hand."It is like you did this." Not accusing just a curious tone.

Then suddenly he had an idea. He had to know. He looked at Cylus, his silvery eyes narrowing knowing they might show something in them akin to curiosity and wonderment.

"When I tell you to, I want you to move your hand.I need to know."he paused and braced himself as much as he could.He did not know what this would do to him. How it would affect him. He didn't know how or if it would affect Vaako to loose the contact.He took a deep breath, stealed himself then nodded and bit out."NOW."

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[info]lord_vaako
2008-08-25 10:36 am UTC (link)
He looked thoughtfully at the other man, the slightest trace of a smile on his lips that would, most likely, be completely unreadable to most people. Of course, with whatever it was that had happened, Riddick certainly wasn't 'most people'. Not that he had been before, really, but it was so strange. He'd been really quite fearful of the bald man, and been just waiting for the other man to attack him once more. That fear was gone, for whatever reason. He just knew, somehow, that Riddick wasn't going to attack him. He hoped he was right.

"You may be surprised. Already, I have found books you might never have expected. I was concentrating on finding books on the handprint on your chest, but perhaps not strong enough. Still, I did find other interesting things. I learned much of Furya, from books that must have been destroyed when..." He paused and shook his head. No good to go there, that was for sure. He spoke softly. "I wish I could remember the name of my... of the Planet that was my home before the Necromongers came. Then, I could read on that, as well."

"I do not think I did this, as I believe this is the first time I have ever touched your chest. It might be one of the first I've ever touched you at all, come to think of it."

Riddick's command caught him off guard, but the other man gave him plenty of time to react. When he was ordered to remove his hand from the smooth skin of Riddick's chest, he felt momentary regret that he pushed firmly down, and lifted his hand completely and entirely away. He was still very close, and also very aware of the arm that was loosely around him. He didn't move away.

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[info]r_b_riddick
2008-08-26 06:13 pm UTC (link)
Riddick would trust Vaako which sounded so odd. he trusted no one, least of all someone he was sure wanted him dead. yet here he was, trusting him. He even said as much with a nod and small words. "I will take your word for it. I trust ya. "

But his eyes closed taking in the closeness then though he had steeled himself, when Vaako moved his hand, Riddick felt it. Not even a second to adjust before the pain racked through him again, reducing his muscular body to a shaking, heaving mass on the bed. Why it was happening he wasn't sure. But he couldn't handle it and he reached out, grabbed Vaako's hand and put it back on his chest. The angry glow died don the moment it had gotten contact back with the other man. Once he was in control and the pain had went, Riddick growled.

"What the fuck? I can't sit here with your hand on my chest the entire fucking time? And even I can't stand the fucking pain. What in the hell?" He was angry, confused and scared. he didn't get this. "Guess you're stuck here until I figure this out."

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[info]lord_vaako
2008-08-26 06:56 pm UTC (link)
"I trust ya."

When was the last time that someone had said that to the Necromonger commander? Not since his planet was attacked, the people all brutally taken or murdered. Maybe back then, but even then, it wasn't something that people usually say to each other. He found himself smiling a little, even as he wondered. Why would Riddick trust him? Would he be worthy of that trust?

He didn't have much time to think about it. Soon, Riddick was writhing in pain on the bed, and to be honest, before the bald man even grabbed his hand, Vaako was moving to put his hand on the other man's chest once more. He didn't think. He just acted. And when his hand was back on the other man's chest, back where someone or something clearly thought it belonged, he felt a sense of pride that he'd stopped the pain.

".....Loyalty until Underverse come..."

He murmured out the rote words, but they seemed to have a whole knew sort of meaning when said in this situation. And there was a slight smile still on his lips, again, one that most people wouldn't notice. But it wasn't an expression he'd ever worn while looking at the previous Lord Marshal.

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[info]r_b_riddick
2008-08-26 07:08 pm UTC (link)
The statement made him growl. This was.. fuck. he didn't like this. Not now because in so many wyas he had no choice but to demand the Commander stay where he was until he could figure out how to deal with this pain. But even then. He couldn't stand this. He sat up and then quickly pulled away, the pain hitting him once more. he felt.. sick now. The pain too much but whatever.

"Don't want you to fee obligated to be here regardless of the reason, damn it." It was a pride thing. Maybe he took the words differently, but damn it. He wanted someone... no not someone. He wanted Vaako, Cylus here because he wanted to be. Not because he felt obligated because of him being the damn Lord Marshal or because of this fucking pain.

He tried to stand but he fell back to the bed. It hurt far too much and he couldn't deal with it. He knew what would make it stop but he couldn't reach out and touch him, bring that hand back.Fucking foolish pride.

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[info]lord_vaako
2008-08-26 07:29 pm UTC (link)
For a short time, he allowed Riddick to do what he wanted, pulling away and trying to stand. But his face was a mask of concern, and when Riddick was back on the bed, Vaako was right there waiting. He hadn't moved even an inch. Riddick fell down almost exactly into the same place he had before.

For a moment, the dark-haired man paused, and just looked at the other man. This was the man he was supposed to follow, the man he'd picked to be the next Lord Marshal. And, to be honest, Vaako couldn't understand what he was saying. Didn't everyone do everything because they were obligated to?

"Well, what other reason is there, my Lord? What reason other than obligation?"

It was shocking, in a way, even to him that he'd spoken those words. They were far too close to a challenge, and one simply didn't challenge the Lord Marshal and walk away from it. Even worse, despite the fact Riddick had pulled away, Vaako reached out and pressed his hand flat against the glowing blue handprint once more.

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[info]r_b_riddick
2008-08-26 07:35 pm UTC (link)
He didn't fight. He accepted the fact that right now he needed Vaako. He wouldn't think beyond this because of that tiny voice in his head saying he would always need him. He didn't dare speak until Vaako had decided to take his pain away by putting his hand back on the mark.

Once the pain had died enough, Riddick to a deep breath. "The other reason would be because you want to do it, not because you feel you have to. I want an equal.." He paused and shook his head.

"Looks like you're stuck here because clearly I can't seem to breathe without your hand on my chest. This is fucking inconvient." His eyes closed and he felt weak again and so very tired.

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[info]lord_vaako
2008-08-26 07:39 pm UTC (link)
The dark-haired man frowned thoughtfully as his hand stayed on the other man's chest. He was quite content to sit here forever, if that's what his Lord Marshal... if that's what Riddick wanted. The two things were similar, and yet different in ways he didn't quite understand.

"Wanting to is just another sort of obligation. One to yourself."

He shifted just a little, so that his shoulder wasn't as awkward an angle. It also happened to bring him closer to the other man, but that, he told himself firmly, had nothing to do with anything.

"If I'm stuck here, I'm stuck here. I suppose the library will wait."

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[info]r_b_riddick
2008-08-26 07:48 pm UTC (link)
Riddick frowned. He was tired and if Vaako was to be stuck here with him while he napped then it would need to be where the other man was comfortable. Without thinking he reached out and pulled the other man down, so his head was resting on Riddick's shoulder, that slender hand still on his chest.

"I suppose. To tired to argue this with you." He was already feeling himself go into sleep which was so odd for a man who didn't need sleep.

"When I sleep, you cna feel free to move. Maybe then this fucking thing won't hurt. Too tired, too weak to stay up."

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[info]lord_vaako
2008-08-26 07:56 pm UTC (link)
Despite himself, he let out a slight gasp when he was pulled down. He tended to pride himself on not being very revealing when things surprised him. It made him hard to read, usually, but Riddick cut right through that. Of course, it wasn't exactly normal for sworn enemies to be in each others arms, either.

"Good. Rest, then."

He nodded, silently accepting Riddick's words, but not commenting on them further than that. But he rested his head on the other man's shoulder, and spoke very softly, in a way he wouldn't have dreamed he ever would.

"I read something that made me think... do you want to hear it?"

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[info]r_b_riddick
2008-08-26 08:00 pm UTC (link)
Normally he would have noticed the fact that Vaako was shocked. Hell normally this would not be happening. He wouldn't be holding this man. Yet here he was. Needing him, holding him.

His eyes closed and he actually relaxed. He had never felt this tired. It was so odd. And Vaako's voice was really starting to soothe him as much as the touch.

"Yes... tell me what made you think." Riddick said softly.

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[info]lord_vaako
2008-08-26 08:04 pm UTC (link)
He felt a little uncomfortable with his head on the other man's broad shoulder. It was too intimate, and it confused him that he liked it. It was so comfortable, in fact, that it felt uncomfortable. Which made no sense, but somehow did at the same time.

"I was reading a play... by the same writer who wrote the last one. William Shakespeare. This one wasn't in Scotland, which I still don't understand where it's located, but somewhere else."

He cleared his throat and then softly started to recite. For some reason, he'd learned the words by heart, even though he'd only read them over a few times.

"'Oh me, what fray was here? Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. Here's much to do with hate but more with love. Why then, O brawling love, O loving hate, O anything, of nothing first create! O heavy lightness, serious vanity. Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms, feather of lead'"

He shook his head and stopped reciting.

"I don't know why it made me think. It just did."

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[info]r_b_riddick
2008-08-26 08:08 pm UTC (link)
Riddick was floating between sleep and wakefulness. But then Vaako began to speak and it was words he ha never heard before. He wasn't much of a reader. But something about those words.

He thought on them, trying to figure out what they mean. At least to him since they had touched him fr some reason. But he was far too tired and he was sure he was falling asleep.

"Interesting that they struck you. There is something there.. just can't figure it out." He yawned, shook slightly at the fact he was holding this man and the fact that it felt too damn good. Too damn right.

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[info]lord_vaako
2008-08-26 08:22 pm UTC (link)
He nodded and smiled just a little, going off into a bit of a reverie as he laid there. It was still odd to be cuddling this man. Beyond odd, really. And even stranger to be quoting a play to him.

"I think the play is going to end badly... no one wants Romeo and Juliet to be together. I just get this bad feeling..."

He lapsed into silence before speaking once more. It was surprising that he was basically chatting with this man. On top of everything else, it was a little much to take.

"Sleep."

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[info]r_b_riddick
2008-08-26 08:26 pm UTC (link)
He was tired and even as Vaako spoke he was giving in to the sleep that wanted to claim him. But little did he know that as he fell into a deep sleep, he had curled into and was clinging just slightly to the man a he slept.

In his sleep, he could see Vaako, see him standing somewhere, on a planet, not one he had seen before. It was odd seeing Vaako in his sleep. He was peaceful here, not a Necro but himself. It made him smile in his sleep. Probably the first time he had ever truly smiled.

In his dream the pain stopped and he was free to move around, free to go over to dream Vaako. But he didn't, something stopped him. As he slipped even further into sleep, his hold n Vaako while not violent had gotten stronger.

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[info]lord_vaako
2008-08-26 08:29 pm UTC (link)
As soon as the other man slept, Vaako pulled away. It was hard. The other man was strong, and was holding on more tightly. Also, he realized with a sense of shock, that he really didn't want to leave.

He did anyway. He had a lot to read about in the library, and some very confusing things going on inside him. He pulled away and knelt on the bed for awhile, looking into Riddick's sleeping face for a long time. Finally, he got up off the bed all together, pulled his hand away from the other man's chest, and headed for the door.

He was halfway to the library before he realized that he hadn't put any armor on. Not even one single piece. He didn't go back to get it.

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