The POS ship Riddick had actually made it with only a minor breakdown, just when they were almost there and were starting to slow down it had blown the cooling system. Which had made for a very angry sweaty Riddick trying to fix the pile. He'd finally gotten it Jerry-rigged enough to get him the rest of the way to the planet, albeit very slowly.
So now the short little jaunt of 16 days of light speed had turned into almost 23! a full week longer then they were supposed to be taking.
Jack still seemed to be on her same schedule, she'd even tried to throw his tools at him while he was fixing the damn cooling system. He'd almost felt bad for depositing her squirming form outside the engine room door and locking it behind him. Almost.
He had been so exhausted by time he was finished, the project taking a whole damn 12 hours of non-stop labor, that when he had found Jack in the kitchen, having apparently not known that when she grabbed a tube of green vegetable it was food, hall he could do was chuckle. She apparently had thought the kitchen was too drab, something she always had complained about when he had known her before. she had taken it upon herself to brighten things up with a little finger paint. All over.
Riddick was thankful that it had been only one tube and that she hadn't found the gravity simulator to turn that off too, it would make cleanup easier to not have to climb to the ceiling. She had curled up in her usual spot in the cock pit with her tube of "paint" clutched to her cheek.
Could have been worse, he thought, after all he had left her alone for at least 8 of the 12 hours, she could have found where he'd stashed his shivs. It just hadn't occurred to him to be checking in on her, after all he wasn't so used to babysitting.
But that had been weeks ago, now they were landed and he was taking his dear little "sister" to their hotel room before they skidaddled out to the town. Even though he had landed in the smallest town on the planet it was still home to 7,000 people, a necessary evil however as he needed to sell that POS ship to someone. Besides he could steal another just as easily for a fast escape, and the money would be invaluable on the planet.
The hotel was a dive, one of those places you bring a hooker to for a few hours of fun, and no one believed for a second that Jack was Riddicks sister. He got a room without a fuss as he paid in cash, causing the manager to look at Jack much closer, probably trying to see if she was over 18.
the room looked no better than the outside of the hotel, it was old, and the walls were tinged red from the dust on the planet, some of the wallpaper was peeling off and the bed looked like it would fall over in a second. Riddick folded the bed up against the door, best not to take any chances, and spread out his own blankets and a small matt for them to sleep on. Jack meanwhile was in the bathroom unrolling the toilet paper, when he found her she had most of the tissue thin roll in the toilet. Riddick flushed it and tried to shoo Jack out of the bathroom but she saw it unroll more as the water pulled it down and would not budge without screaming bloody murder. Riddick finally gave up and let her flush the rest down the toilet.
He stood back and sighed, maybe he wasn't cut out for this, she was starting to press the wrong buttons with him and she had never seen his temper unleashed. Riddick went and laid down on the makeshift bed and closed his eyes, he could still hear Jack moving around in the bath room, flicking the light switch on and off a few times. then she walked out to the room with Riddick and he could hear her taking a few running steps towards him then she flung herself at him.
"Safe," she said and curled up against him and closed her eyes, well at least he was going to get some sleep tonight he thought, even as he felt his stomach twist at her words that were so far from the truth.
