Havelock Vetinari (
oneman_onevote) wrote2010-02-14 04:17 pm
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Extremely melodramatic AU: The revenge!
The castle is chill, in the hallways, and dark apart from pools of light created by torches placed at wide intervals on the walls.
Havelock is moving, if possible, even more silently than usual. He'd be twitchy if that wasn't a surefire way to mess up your stealth. The shadows are blending obligingly around him, more strongly here than they had in the bar.
Puck can take care of himself, he knows that, but also holds out no hope that any of this is going to be particularly pleasant.
Havelock is moving, if possible, even more silently than usual. He'd be twitchy if that wasn't a surefire way to mess up your stealth. The shadows are blending obligingly around him, more strongly here than they had in the bar.
Puck can take care of himself, he knows that, but also holds out no hope that any of this is going to be particularly pleasant.
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"Indeed?"
Idly she stroll in the direction of the sword rack to put hers away. She passes close by.
"Your primary objective seems settled enough. Vhat else are you here for?"
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Just for a moment.
"You think so, mistress?" he laughs. "What else might I be here for, then? I hardly care for you or your house, welcoming though it is."
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"You are quite velcome to leave or stay whenever you care to," she says coolly.
"Havelock may not go, of course. But do not get in my way, and I shall not stop you."
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"Havelock may not go," he repeats thoughtfully, giving each word equal weight as if they were stones in the palm of his hand.
His smile spreads, and for a moment it is--whether by accident or design-- apparent that his own teeth are. Quite. Sharp.
"And what shall I say falls under the category of 'getting in your way,' madam?"
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She smiles back politely.
(Only the tips of her teeth are visible against the red of her lower lip, but Puck might still get - aha - the point.)
"Oh, let us say... anything hindering his progress. He has forever to live and grow accustomed to vampirism, of course, but only a little time before he must return to his city. I vill not have that time wasted."
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"'Tis Havelock's satisfaction I look to, and no other's. I shall make no promises to you."
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"I think you shall find we agree on this. He has not tried to escape me, nor will he until we are done."
(Up to a point, she is right.)
Then she shrugs.
"I care not for your motivations. That we understand each other is enough."
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"And I care little for yours. Though I suspect my understanding of you, mistress, somewhat surpasses yours of me."
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"Vell, ve all have our illusions."
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"So far as bluffing rejoinders go, madam, I admit by now I expected better of you. You are so able with a blade, after all."
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She turns sideways absently, stretching out her hands to warm them in front of the fire.
"You know vhat you know, I know vhat I know... It matters little."
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"Ultimately, perhaps. We are not, I suppose, enemies in the traditional sense."
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Heroic types do tend to get irritating, even for lady vampires.
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"Besides which, despite Havelock's attempts to instruct me, I am afraid I remain a rather abysmal pupil in the combative arts."
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"Just as vell then."
She glances up.
"Ah."
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...
The room is ominously quiet, but they both seem to be in one piece.
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(Yeah, yeah, he knows he's not fooling her. Sometimes it's about the principle of the thing.)
"--Oh," he says.
"Hullo."
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Apparently he passes muster, as she continues briskly on.
"It seems your friend may be staying for a time. Find him somewhere?"
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For the record.
"Certainly," he says, however, and inclines his head at the door, eyes going to Puck.
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"Ought I to be worried?" he says under his breath, smile unmoving.
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"Call for Igor to settle him in when you find somevhere," she tells Havelock. "Then come back here for an hour and we vill run through an exercise or two."
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Havelock gets a realer smile.
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(The fact that he can't smell any blood on Puck also helps. He had worried, against reason, but persistently about that.)
"Do you want to stay?"
Because if now, now would really be the time to make an exit.
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"Do you want me to stay? I shall be happier where you are, but she implied I should be more hindrance than help."
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