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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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notginger
2008-10-15 01:27 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor was nervous as Armand pulled at his neck and bared his teeth, but his nervousness hadn't taken all the possibilities into account. Even after it had begun, it took a few moments for what was happening to fully sink in. He hadn't considered the possibility that the feeding could be a sexual thing for Armand, but now there was no denying it.

He felt sick; he longed to fight and pull away, but he'd made a deal with the vampire and he had to live up to his end of the bargain even if it wasn't quite what he expected. After his initial disgust, he felt panic - this bonding was mutual, and there were secrets in the Doctor's head that had to stay there. He flinched, a look of horror crossing his face as he tried to focus on guiding Armand to the memories and emotions he could permit him to see, trying to slam doors on the memories that had to remain unseen.

The physical world seemed to be almost melting away, and despite his disgust and anxiety... there was something drawing him into the vampire. It had been such a long time since anyone had been able to fully bond with him, and he had wondered if it would ever happen again. This thought disgusted him more than anything; was he enjoying the sensation? He squeezed his eyes shut, determined to push the pleasure aside and focus purely on keeping his secrets safe.

He felt Max come close, protesting what was happening with a sort of understanding. The Doctor finally realised why Armand had kept kissing the boy, the experience must have been the same for him. But they needed to get out. "Go, go, it's okay, just go," he managed to whisper out. The experience wouldn't kill him, and it wasn't as if a little extra emotional baggage could make much of a difference anymore.

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ex_disreputa173
2008-10-16 06:35 am UTC (link)

Kibeth muttered a curse as the girl stumbled and slumped against the wall. She didn't trust how long the agreement to let these two go would last and she wanted them well away from here. She grabbed at the girl's shoulder and pulled her upright.

"Get out of here!" she hissed, trying to convay her own sense of urgency. "Get back to your room where you'll be safe. Quickly!" She gave the girl a gentle shove back down the hallway. Hopefully she'd get the idea.

Kibeth on the other hand went back into the spa only to catch the boy's anguished protest of the Dead's treatment of the Doctor. She crossed the room in a quick two steps and reached for his wrist.

"Come on" she said, keeping her voice low, and interposing herself between him and the vampire. "You're weak right now. Let's get you safe and I'll help the Doctor."

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