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Tweak says, "I'm sorry, just, your FACE!"

Armand (vagabond_child) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-09-26 19:42:00

Entry tags:

armand, complete, day 17, kibeth, max evans, the doctor, violet baudelaire

Who: Armand, Max, Violet, Doctor, Kibeth (Posting order, if that's cool?)
Where: The spa
When: Early evening
What: Rescue time!
Rating: R, cause of it being Armand and all
Status: Complete

He was just waiting. Waiting for instructions on what to do. He had his victims, and he was ready to do what he was supposed to. Or... mostly. There was only one slight little hitch to that plan. Violet, no problem, he could sacrifice her or whatever was required any second he was asked to. He didn't have anything against her, but he didn't have any particular reason to want to save her, either.

However... the snag was with Max. The teenaged boy was intoxicating. Literally, actually. And Armand found himself unable to stop from occasionally biting the alien, draining a little bit more of his blood each time. The boy was very pale. He was coming close to breaking the rules, to killing. And, somehow, at the same time, he knew he would fight Dahak if necessary to protect the alien boy. An odd sort of dual way of feeling, but Armand didn't worry about that much.

The vampire sat comfortably on the alter he'd set up. He'd been there for hours, unmoving. Max lay draped in his lap, and Armand played softly with his hair. Together, they sat, and waited. Max was conscious, but barely. He would likely be in a delerium induced by lack of blood, and the bond that had so ensnared the vampire. Armand showed no indication of letting him go anytime soon, if ever.

There was the girl there, too, of course. Violet. Such an intruiging, logical little creature. He had spent quite awhile busy with her mind, and knew nearly everything there was to know about her. Suddenly, he spoke. "Come here, little girl." His fingers continued to play gently with the hair of the boy draped in his lap. "Come here, I want to give you a candy."

He reached into his pocket, and knowing full well that she was allergic to peppermint, he pulled one of the candy's out. He'd gotten this just for this purpose. And entering the mind of the child, he compelled her towards him, compelled her to take the candy.

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vagabond_child
2008-10-13 12:34 pm UTC (link)

"Deal." He again hoisted up the alien boy and looked into his eyes. "But I'm coming for you again, my love. You haven't even begun to taste what the Vampire Armand has to offer." Once more, he pressed his lips against those of the alien, letting him taste his own blood again, and then he dropped him negligently to the floor, letting him scramble up as he would. They had unfinished business, but the concept of being able to bite this Doctor person was too good to pass up. And he had nothing against the girl, let them heal her, he didn't care.

Eyes glowing slightly, the vampire stood up off the alter, upsetting candles in the process but that didn't matter anymore. He'd failed Dahak, which was fine with him. There would be no sacrifice, but who cared? All that mattered was that Armand would have greater power from this. He did, of course, have an idle thought that he really hoped Lestat didn't succeed, either. The blonde vampire would never let him forget it if Armand failed where Lestat succeeded. But even that was secondary.

While standing, Armand looked even less the part of the super villian kidnapper. His innocent, angelic face had not seemed congruous in the first place, but now that he was standing and walking over towards the Doctor, it was even more odd. He was short, for a male, and slender and boyish. But when his lips drew back from his teeth and he showed his fangs, it was all too clear what sort of being he was.

"Come here, then. I will taste you, Doctor." It felt odd to address him as such, but he didn't have any other name to go off of, so he didn't worry about it too much.

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