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Lord Vaako (lord_vaako) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-09-28 15:55:00

Entry tags:

complete, day 17, lestat de lioncourt, lord vaako, richard riddick, yvaine

Who: Vaako, Yvaine, Lestat, Edward, Riddick (Posting order?)
Where: Art Gallery
When: Afternoon
What: Come on and rescue me! /Aretha Franklin
Rating: R to NC-17 for sexuality and violence
Status: Complete

The man who had once been the First Commander of the most powerful and devastating army in the history of his universe, Lord Cylus Vaako, was barely holding onto consciousness. He could barely hold his own body up, even propped up as he was against the wall. He had a very dim view of his surroundings, but found that he was barely able to keep his eyelids open. His head hurt. That was odd enough in and of itself, given what he was. Necromongers barely feel pain.

He'd never felt anything like this, actually. Or not in so many years that he could barely remember what pain felt like. But then, in all the years that he'd been a Necromonger, he'd never allowed himself to go this long without the Purification. It was wearing off, that must be why he was feeling this. Damn it. It really wasn't all that convienant. Why now? He could have done without the splitting headache.

Of course, blood loss could have been a major part of it, too. The vampire Lestat had most definately not been keeping his hands to himself, nor his teeth. That was a good part of the weakness that the Necromonger felt, he was certain. Each and every time Lestat came to him, Vaako was convinced that somehow, this time, he was going to fend him off. And, predictibly, each and every time he failed, the vampire took what he wanted, and left him weaker than before.

Even worse, really, than the horribly intimacy of the vampire's touch, was the fact that he couldn't stop him from doing that, or taking any number of liberties with his body. There was a girl here, too, somewhere. He hadn't been able to talk to her. He didn't know what condition she was in. He couldn't, in fact, concentrate on very much at all. Really, it was all he could do to hold on to the semi-consciousness state he was in.

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r_b_riddick
2008-10-28 04:19 pm UTC (link)

Riddick heard the soft question from Vaako just before he entered and he simply didn't answer vowing to do so face to face the moment he got Vaako far from here and better. But now he was inside and he heard Cylus breaking his chains and without looking he hoisted the ax to the other man knowing that he would catch it not that he knew how.

He had been seen and the creature's attention was on him.Only Riddick could not fly, the last he checked none of them could. He moved until he could feel himself shoulder to shoulder with Cylus. Upo0n hearing the filth the creature was spewing, his hatred for Lestat only growing,he growled and glared at him not that Lestat could see it through the goggles.

"You. Will. Pay. For.Touching. Him.Hurting. Him." Each word was bitten out, dripping with anger and the promise of Riddick meaning them. It was now that he noticed, being side by side with Vaako that the pain in his chest was more then before. His shirt was lit up from the print.He turned his head and looked at Cylus, gasping when he saw the red glow from his chest, angry and every much a hand print as his own. And Riddick would bet his life the print matched his own hand. "What the fuck...?"He thought to himself and Cylus. How had this happened?

He was not sure at all, not even close, but he reached out blindly for Cylus hand."Concentrate we can't let him get away." LEstat had already burst through the window but Riddick was focused and he could feel the fury growing until it burst from him in blue rays just as before except this time it was more intense and his body was shaking.

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