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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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lord_vaako
2008-11-05 07:46 pm UTC (link)

With wide eyes, the Necromonger watched the vampire plummet to the ground, wreathed in the blue energy from his chest, and Riddicks. Though, perhaps Necromonger wasn't the correct term for him anymore. Each and every Necromonger still alive was converted from somewhere. Lestat, by draining his blood, had completed a process that Vaako himself had started by not seeking out a Purification, which the Planet surely would have provided if he had asked for it. He hadn't, and the Necromonger blood had slowly been being replaced by the blood of his birth... which was obviously, by what had just happened... "Looks like you aren't the last Furyan after all, Rick."

Lestat had sped up the process, that must have been what happened. The last of his tainted, half-dead blood had been drained, and his body had reverted. Or, at least, that's the only thing that explained the fact that he'd used something that only a Furyan could, the Rage that he and Riddick had read about. He glanced down at his chest, feeling curiously elated despite his exhaustion, as the handprint there flared briefly as Riddick put his hand there. From blue, to a bright red, and slowly it started to fade. Vaako raised his own hand and put it on the other man's chest, and it seemed to complete some sort of link. The prints flashed back to blue, and then disappeared. But Vaako could still feel it there, burning in the back of his mind, ready.

Then, they were in each others arms on the floor, and Vaako was struggling to breathe. He was so, so tired... having been drained of most of his blood and then using a completely devastating energy attack against the vampire. He wasn't, however, willing to just sit there like he was told.

"You might wish that you'd stayed my Lord Marshal, Rick. I don't think I was very obediant before I was converted." He smiled tightly, and rose to his feet before turning to Yvaine. Respectfully, he collected her underwear from where they'd fallen when he'd shaken them off his head, and walked over to her. Trying not to embarass her, he handed them to her but didn't make a big deal out of it.

"Yvaine? I am First Commander..." He shook his head. "I am Cylus Vaako. Are you alright? Did Lestat hurt you very much?" He checked her over visually for obvious signs of damage. "This is Riddick." He smiled at the other Furyan, still shaky and weak, but buoyed up by the euphoria of new love and their recently acquired freedom.

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