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Lord Vaako (lord_vaako) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-09-05 09:52:00

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aragorn, complete, day 14, lord vaako

Day Fourteen
Who: Vaako and Aragorn
What: Wandering...
When: Early morning
Where: Just wandering about outside, not in his room or the library for once, shock!
Rating: PG at most
Status: Complete

He'd awoken before dawn from a nightmare that had his pale body quivering. It was the withdrawl. He should have thought of this before. No Necromonger could go this long without being purified. As he shook and sweated with the aftermath of the violent dreams, he wondered if he could survive this process. Also, of course, he wondered what he would come out on the other end looking like. He'd seen this before, even experienced it when he was away from the Lord Marshal for long campaigns. It had never been this bad though. And he'd never heard of anyong surviving the change from Necromonger back into something fully human.

All he could hope, as he rose and dressed himself in the predawn light, was that the Planet would keep him alive. It had brought him here for some reason, right? And it had made a rule about killing, so hopefully it didn't want the people it had brought here to die. Maybe, just maybe, he would be kept alive by the Planet. It seemed a fragile hope to hold onto, but he didn't have anything else.

Riddick was still sleeping, which was odd. He rarely saw the Furyan sleep, and assmumed that he only let himself while Vaako was already asleep. He watched over the other man, wondering if he still felt pain. But Riddick didn't wake up, so he turned back to his clothing chest and pulled out some simple clothes, black and silver, as was becoming his habit. Then, he turned to the armor, and hesitated for a long time. But, surprisingly, he didn't feel like going to the library. Not yet, anyway, though later today he was sure it would come. He didn't know what was out there, not really, but it was hot. His chestplate, he decided as he strapped it on, would have to be enough.

Dressed, he took one more look at the sleeping man, and turned to leave. He did need to make it to the library, he thought. He needed to learn more about the Rage that was hurting Riddick so much. He didn't like it. Maybe books couldn't help, but he had to at least try. Later though. For now, he wanted to watch the sun rise.

The air outside was a bit chilly, but he didn't mind. After all, he was already colder than most humans, because of the Purification process. Cold never bothered him much. Hazel eyes trained onto the sky as it lightened, and he waited. The sun would rise soon. He wasn't really watching where he was going, he just walked, and looked at the sky.

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ranger_aragorn
2008-09-05 09:24 pm UTC (link)

Sleep had not come to him after yesterday's events. He had tried but it did not happen. He had not went back to his room last night. He had actually roamed the planet and ended up back at the beach. He stayed there all night and even now as the sun was about to rise, Aragorn was still there. He was so lost in thought.

So much in his head. Mostly he wished he had the strength to go to Legolas and speak the truth. He wished that he could just pour his heart out and that Legolas would feel the same. This all scared him.

He heard something and was pulled from his thoughts. He looked up, seeing a figure not that far from him. He narrowed eyes to see this figure. Odd looking person he thought. His hair looked strange, and he was wearing some small armor. But Aragorn had never seen anything like this man before.

Just as the other man got closer to him, Aragorn spoke looking up at the sky just as the sun rose. " Nothing like the dawn of a new day to open one's mind and give them new hope."

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lord_vaako
2008-09-05 09:43 pm UTC (link)

Vaako could have smacked himself. He should be ashamed of himself, really. No Necromonger would ever allow themselves to not notice something major like another person. Not if they wanted to survive, wanted to last long before being sent off to the Underverse. Yet he hadn't noticed the man standing by sea until he spoke, and it startled him badly.

Not that he showed it, of course. He usually had little expression on his face, and no matter what disturbing things were going on inside him, he wasn't about to show anything. Not to this stranger. Before, he probably would have just ignored the other man completely. Now, however, he was human enough to nod to him in greeting, though his face was as close to expressionless as it was possible for it to be.

"It looks to be a good day... I had thought to take a walk before I go back to the library."

Which was way more information than he normally would have offered. What was happening to him? Why wasn't he the exact same cold, silent man he'd been since being taken by the Necromonger all those years ago? Did it have to do with the nightmares? He just couldn't say.