.
"Fabulous!" Antonia praised the two on the bed, clapping as if she had just finished watching an amazing play instead of just 'forcing' the men to have sex in front of her and Junner "A beautiful performance"
Riddick grunted in annoyance at the sound of her voice as it pulled him from his afterglow. Composing himself quickly, Riddick pulled out of his unconscious mate before fastening his cargo pants and putting his black tank top back on, purposefully ignoring the woman as he did so. The psycho bitch wasn't worth his time.
"As much as I would love a repeat performance it does not seem as though the Doctor is up to it" Antonia smirked as she finished off the wine, gesturing to the sleeping Time Lord as Riddick took his modesty into consideration and threw the mans coat over the Doctors naked body. He didn't want their captors to leer at his vulnerable mate.
"Have them cleaned up, Junner, and then brought to my conservatory"
Nodding, Junner held up the detonator as a warning as he signaled for the mercenaries to re-enter the room.
As a merc approached the bed, Riddick growled threateningly, completely ignoring the previous warning as he bundled the Doctor up in his long coat before following their escort out of the room with the Doctor held close to his chest. Leaving the merc who'd tried to approach his mate to gather the rest of the Time Lords' clothes.
"Do you want me to take the Doctor to be mounted?" Junner finally asked his Mistress once the door closed behind their prisoners, leaving them in the room alone.
"Of course not" she scoffed, heading to another door connected to her suite "No position would be beautiful enough for the Destroyer of Worlds. Besides, his kind do not age, so there is no need to preserve his beauty"
"I suppose that means you can have him perform for you again, My Lady" Junner nodded in understanding as they passed through the doors into Antonia's conservatory.
Smirking, Antonia walked over to one of her frozen bounties and caressed the 'sculptures' face "Yes. Many more times~"
After being thrown into a disinfectant pod and sprayed down, the Doctor finally regained consciousness at the sudden cloud of de-lousing smoke hitting his naked body.
"What?…" he groaned in confusion at the sudden cold sensation waking him "Where the bloody hell are my clothes?!" he scolded, only to blush as he remembered what had happened before he passed out.
"Back with us, Doc?" Ridding smirked from the pod next to him, noticing the Doctors red cheeks "You haven't gone all shy on me, have ya?"
"Me? Shy?!" the Doctor scoffed in annoyance before noticing his clothes in a crumpled heap in the corned of his disinfection pod "Ha! Thank Rassilion my coat's here! I love this coat! I got it from Janis Joplin, and I honestly think she nicked it from Leonard Cohen, ha!" he rambled as he began pulling his suit on, trying to keep his mind off the previous events and focus on their current situation; he couldn't afford to get distracted now. "Right, so where are we off to next?" he asked their guards in a chipper tone while putting his hands in his pockets and rocking back on his heels.
"Criminals don't get to ask questions" a female merc sneered back at him through the reinforced glass, lifting her blaster slightly as she eyed him.
"I'm no criminal!" the Doctor pouted "Well… Technically! I haven't broken any intergalactic laws- Well, not recently. And when I say 'recently' I mean for them, not for me…" he cut himself off realizing he wasn't doing himself any favors "But the point I was trying to make is that I don't have any warrants for my arrest or bounties on my head. Sooo~ that means I'm not technically a criminal and have no monetary value to any of you"
Surprisingly this didn't work and by their guards smirking it was as if they found his argument amusing, which was absurd! If they were mercs capturing criminals for the reward why did they find that they weren't getting paid for him funny?!
"But you are worth something to the Boss, and she's the one who pays the bills"
Riddick wasn't happy with the most recent turn of events. After being cleaned up he and his Doctor were quickly separated, forced down different pathways and the only reason he didn't ghost the Mercs taking his mate away was because of the look the Doctor shot him as he was lead away. Shacking his head in a disapproving manner as soon as he saw the convict's fingers twitching.
So when he was shoved into the massive 'conservatory' he was understandably not in the best mood. Though the amazing, brightly lit room full of life-like statues did distract him for a moment, it couldn't distract his ultimate goal of getting off this ship, preferably with his Doc, and after ghosting the crazy bitch who captured them.
That didn't stop him from closer to a particular statue that caught his attention to get a better look. It was a disturbingly realistic form of a muscular male sitting on a plinth with an enraged snarl on his frozen face. It was its expression that really caught his interest more than any of the other sculptures; it was one of a feral beast, something he'd seen many times in his own reflection.
"Hmm" Riddick frowned before looking down at the engraving on the plaque that read 'Killer of Men. Furya'.
Shrugging off the familiarity of the name, Riddick reached forwards and poked the statue's tongue that was sticking out from its open mouth in a silent scream.
Riddick was impressed by its detail and wanted to inspect it, only to violently yank his hand away as his fingers touched what felt like skin. He could have sworn the tongue twitched under his touch "The hell…"
These weren't statues. They were real people… that didn't bode well, Riddick realized just as Antonia entered the conservatory.
"I hope you are feeling better, Riddick" She smiled in an utterly fake manner before gesturing with her spider-like hand "Walk with me"
"You're not putting me on a pedestal" Riddick sneered.
"No. Of course not" she smirked, waving away off his aggressiveness "You're strictly for my private collection"
Even though her words didn't fill him with confidence Riddick began following her through the conservatory with Junner bringing up the rear close behind.
"Hmm. Okay" he began, glancing at all the 'statues' they passed, now recognizing some of them from wanted-posters "You go through all the trouble to catch these guys and this is what you do with them?"
"You're missing the point" the woman scoffed in amusement.
"What point? You got a million U.D's standing here collecting dust"
"You underestimate their value, Riddick. They are priceless" Antonia stressed, lovingly caressing one of the frozen convict's faces as she passed "Each, at one time were the most wanted beings in the known universe. The number of lives ended at the hands of those living and breathing in this room is incalculable~"
"Ain't what I'd call 'living' " Riddick snorted.
"All the same, I assure you they are all very much alive" Antonia smirked, stopping in front of one of her statues and cupping its cheek in a motherly manner "Each in a form of cryo so profound that seconds seem like weeks and to blink is a days work. The brain, however, continues to function normally. A much more fitting a fate than dropping them off at the nearest slam" she smirked sadistically before stepping away from her victim and continuing to lead the two men out of the main conservatory, through a red curtain to what looked like a viewing platform with a large burgundy chaise perched in the center.
"It's about bloody time!" the Doctor's voice called out, catching Riddick's attention, causing him to walk briskly around the chaise to find his annoyed mate sitting on the floor, chained to said seat like a dog "I've been waiting here for ages! I'm not used to being left waiting, I normally have the enemy's undivided attention. I find this rather insulting" he grinned cheekily, toasting the new arrivals with a mug of tea that had seemingly appeared from nowhere.
"Where did you get that?" Junner demanded, eyeing the tea suspiciously.
"Oh, now that's the question" the Doctor grinned, waving his chained hand "Short answer: I'm the Doctor, just accept it. Long answer, well~ lets just say I always get what I want" And with that, he shrugged casually before taking a sip of his drink, leaning back against the chaise and stretching his long legs out in front of him in a relaxed pose. Much to Junner's frustration.
"I'm glad to see you are making yourself at home, Doctor" Antonia smirked, pleased at the thought that he was coming to terms with his future as her pet, completely overlooking the fact that she should be wary of his confidence.
"Me? Always." the Doctor states cheerfully.
"As much as I'm going to regret asking: what do you want?" Riddick asked, wanting to get the crazy woman's attention away from his mate "If you're not planning on putting me on a pedestal or shipping me off to the closest slam, why am I here?"
"Simply put, just like the Doctor, you are an Artist~" Antonia purred.
"I've been called a lot of things in my day. That ain't one of 'em" Riddick scoffed.
"You make art, Riddick, not analyze it or appreciate it as I do. You shape it and carve it from flesh and bone. But a man like you doesn't understand such things by being lectured" she explained with a gesture to Junner, who took out a remote and pressed a button that caused the red curtains to begin raising "You must experience it"
With that the main lights on the viewing platform went out, leaving them bather in a red glow that finally allowed them to see below the balcony. Jack and Imam were just beneath them, restrained in weird contraptions that had them balanced on top of two large spheres: the only thing stopping them from being strangled by the nooses around their necks.
"Oh, shit" Riddick grunted as he took in the scenario while the Doctor bolted forwards, only held back by his chained wrist, to make sure the two were alright.
"Jack, Imam, are you okay!?" he called down to them in concern.
"Could be better" Jack squeaked back nervously, trying desperately to hide her fear as she gestured to her cuffed hands and metal noose encircling her slim neck.
"You can't do this" the Doctor demanded, turning back to the woman with a glare "They're innocent civilians!"
"They were harboring a known criminal" Junner smirked nastily down at the Time Lord "By Galactic Law, they are fair game for the Mistress to do with as she pleases"
"I'll ask you again; what do you want?" Riddick sneered at Antonia.
"To watch you work" she smirked as she made her way over to the chaise and laying herself across it gracefully before reaching down and entwining her spidery fingers around the Doctor's 'leash' "I've spent half my life observing fantastic things-" she explained, giving the chain a playful tug, much to her prisoner's annoyance "The work of terrible men, such as yourself, but it's always after the fact… when the moment of bloody creation is cold and passed. That changes now"
Lady Chillingsworth was crazier than he'd previously thought, the Doctor realized as the large hatch doors connected to the arena below slid open and a familiar sound echoed through the room. The Doctor only knew of one species that made that sort of noise, but he hoped to Rassilion that he was wrong…
"I need to see it with my own eyes as it happens, Riddick" Antonia purred at the thought of watching Riddick kill something right in front of her, much to the Doctor's disgust as she began running her fingers through his fluffy hair in the same manner as one would with a pet.
"I get outta there alive, you'll see it again…" Riddick growled threateningly as he leaned down over her and looked her dead in the eye as he pushed her hand away from his Doc's head "This close"
"No, Riddick" Antonia stated with a pleased smirk as she revealed the convict's shiv and held it under his chin "I want your masterpiece"
Pulling away calmly, Riddick stood up straight as the woman threw his knife behind him, close to the edge of the balcony "An artist is nothing without his instrument" she grinned, gesturing for Riddick to take the knife as her hand once again rested on top of the Doctor's head smugly.
"Be careful" the Doctor ordered, gaining a stiff nod from the criminal before Ridding glared at Junner.
"When we meet again, I'm going to bury this in your eye" he threatened, clutching the shiv tightly before lifting his goggles.