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[lordmarshalvaako]

Not our due time - Vaako and Dame Vaako

It wasn’t over. Vaako couldn’t accept that. He was still breathing. Riddick hadn’t ordered his death, and he knew in his heart that it was not his due time. He’d gone numb, unwilling to feel fear that the breeder might change his mind or shame for trying to kill Zhylaw when he was sworn to be loyal to him.

He shed his armor when he entered their chambers without waiting for one of the servants to help him. After pouring a glass of wine, he dropped into a chair and stared up at the vaulted ceiling, while he pondered what his next move should be. "Did your grand plan have a back up in case I failed?" 

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[sexyshehulk]

damexvaako replied to your post:thank you TNT for having return of the king on.  i...

{ Hawaii’s gets later viewings, watching Two Towers. But soooon, yessss <3 }

(i had a feeling they were having the marathon. i missed the others i just happened to see it on the guide and changed it.)

[rulesthedark]

"Did you think I wouldn’t notice you watching me sleep?"

“Well I was hoping you wouldn’t notice. Sort of takes away from the whole stealth deal.”

[greatofdeath]

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[greatofdeath]

damexvaako:

Becoming accustomed to her new Egyptian surroundings took some time, but Nadira was adaptable and soon settled into things. However when indulging in some idle conversation, Ammit surprised the Dame, taking note to the hand gliding up her leg. Her head tilted and she allowed a smirk to play upon her lips while honeyed eyes moved from the hand up to the goddess it belonged to. “I was unaware you held such interests in me. Perhaps the wine has gone to your head?”

The Goddess was never one to be shy when it came to the things that she wanted or making something known. A smile on her lips towards the woman beside her, she snickered and shrugged. "Doubt it." She smirked, leaving her hand exactly where it was upon Nadira's thigh.

[greatofdeath]

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"What is this?"

Ammit looked over to the woman she was seated beside, smirking at her expression to the foreign drink. Since having brought her to Egypt, Ammit had been introducing Nadira to all of the essential things and more that her world had to offer.

"Bhang lassi, drink it, trust me--you'll thank me later." She flashed her a wink, tossing back her own shot and setting the glass on the countertop.

"Hm." She gave her a contemplating look before lifting the glass to her lips, pressing the rim of it to her lower one before she tossed it back in the fashion she'd seen the Goddess do so. The Necromonger made a grimace upon her face before she let it settle a moment.

Ammit watched on with that ever apparent smirk on her lips. "Verdict?"

"I'll have another one."