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Lord Vaako (lord_vaako) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-09-19 09:12:00

Entry tags:

complete, day 16, kidnapping, lestat de lioncourt, lord vaako, richard riddick, yvaine

Who: Lord Vaako, Riddick, Lestat and Yvaine
What: The abduction of the Necromonger
When: Evening
Where: Starting in Vaako and Riddick's room, and it's Lestat's show after that!
Rating: About an R
Status: Complete

It wasn't really nighttime yet, but Vaako had found himself waiting all day for the sun to set. He'd woken up in Riddick's arms still, and that's how he wanted to go to sleep. Free, free from his wife, forever. The Lord Marshal had said so. On top of that, the previous night had been the first time he hadn't had nightmares since he came to Mirage. Maybe it was that his hand stayed on the glowing print all night long.

He'd gone out, as usual, but found himself wandering aimlessly. He'd found all he could find in the library, he sensed that. There was nothing more books could tell him. They were on uncharted territory. Anyway, the sense of impending doom that he was feeling would have made it impossible to focus on reading. So, instead, he'd wandered through the warm sunshine, and this time, he didn't wear any armor. For the very first time, probably, since becoming a Necromonger, he went out without even one piece of the heavy plate armor. It felt different, walking around without it.

Finally, the sun had set, and Vaako had hurried back to his room... their room. He found himself going immediately to Riddick's bed, where the Furyan was still lying, and immediately joining him. It wasn't time to sleep, of course, but Vaako just wanted to hold him again. He was shocked and amazed that Riddick had allowed it last night. Sighing softly, he held on tight and whispered into the other man's ear.

"I think it's coming for me... I feel it."

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lord_vaako
2008-09-25 07:25 pm UTC (link)

He was more than a little surprised when he was pushed out of the way by Riddick. Really, it had never occured to him that the man would do anything like that. After all, Vaako was here to protect his Lord Marshal, not the other way around. So he stood back for a second, stunned, as the Furyan opened the door. It didn't take him long to recover, though, and he gripped his large axe firmly as he stepped forward as well.

Of course, all his newly won composure meant very little, as the door opened and revealed a... something. Not human. Every single Necromonger sense that remained in his body was screaming that. Not human. Not alive. Like the previous Lord Marshal, and all the other ones before Riddick, since the beginning. Something dead. And the thing knew his name, his real name.

"Why does everyone suddenly know that name?" The normally impassive man actually sounded more than a little pissed off, but only for a second. His mind was working away a mile a minute, and he found himself very pensive. Dead. Not alive. He stared intently at the creature, at his pale skin.

Dark eyes narrowed as the Necromonger looked back and forth between Riddick and Lestat. Riddick so obviously alive, his sun-dark skin practically glowing with good health. The epitome of life. And Lestat, so pale, so fair. Death incarnate. Which one, really, was worthy to be his Lord Marshal? A breeder, one who was so alive it should be offensive to any good Necromonger? Ort this creature, this undead monster, so much like his previous Lord Marshal?

His lips moved as he looked at the vampire and murmured softly "He's not my lover..." Which was true. What he didn't say, of course, was that he wished it were otherwise. Of course, Lestat could easily read that thought in his mind, if he wished it. And the slight flush that rose to his pale cheeks probably didn't help either.

It was a very close thing. He almost knelt to the vampire, pledged his loyalty. Lord Marshal. Enough of the Necromonger remained, despite the fact that he hadn't been purified in many days, that he almost fell in front of him, offered his alliegance. At the last second, though, he stood straight and tall, and his grip on his weapon firmed.

"Rick... you were intimate with this creature?" His voice was incredulous as he moved forward. "Well, isn't that interesting." He turned to Lestat. "I'm afraid I'm not going with you, and I have no interest in being taken. Thank you for your interest. But I'm going to have to kill you now."

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