Deianira turned from the wall she had been facing. "You won't kill me." She walked towards him, pushed him lightly on the chest and sneered. "You won't kill me because that would be doing me a favor."
Grabbing the straps of Deia's tank top, Riddick slammed her into a wall. "There's worse things I can do to you." Then he back-handed her and she slumped, unconscious. He lowered her to the ground and began a thorough search of their cell. As he searched he thought about all of the prisons he had been in and escaped from: Let's see, there had been Hubble Bay Penal facility Ribald S Correctional Institute, Tangiers Penal Colony, and lastly, Ursa Luna maximum security prison, or Slam City. He would die before he went back there. Damnit, if he could escape from the Slam he could escape from this ship. Then his mind wandered to one escape...ah, during the Wailing Wars. He was the only one from his 'platoon' to leave those wars.
Deia eyed Riddick through slitted eyes. Please, she thought. Riddick pulled his punch, he couldn't possibly think that she was unconscious. Well, she would soon find out...she had to ask him about Fry.
Carolyn Fry had been Deia's best friend. They had worked together to become pilots and where Deia had failed, Fry had succeeded. Deianira when to Slam City and Carolyn had become Pilot Second Class aboard the Hunter-Gratzner but then the ship had crashed...and she hadn't heard anything about Fry since then.
Very slowly and painfully Deia got to her feet. Riddick may not have hit her full-force but it still hurt like a bitch. He seemed to be lost in thought. She whispered, "Fry." She had heard that he knew her. Deia may have been incognito on that god-forsaken planet called Earth but she was still well-connected, Riddick had been on that ship and Deia knew it.
He didn't turn around at the sound of Deia saying Fry's name. He didn't even visibly react. Deia had been expecting an outburst, even violence, but what happened scared her a thousand times as badly as any violence. He simply leaned against the wall, facing away from her and said: "Not for me." Then he turned and with an almost tired look on his face. "How do you know about Fry?"
"She was my best friend...she's dead, isn't she?" Riddick moved to put his hand on Deia's shoulder, perhaps to offer comfort but she jerked away from him. "Tell me."
Riddick did exactly that, he told her everything. He started with the plane crashing and ended with Carolyn dying for him. "She told me that she wouldn't die for me...and then she did. I tried to hold onto her hand, but it slipped. I tried to reach for her..." He looked into Deia's eyes. To her surprise they were filled with tears.
She leaned toward him and held out her hand. He grasped it, that small token meaning more to him than he would ever say. "Come on, Riddick. Don't get all soft on me." She grinned. "We have to bust out of here.
Grabbing the straps of Deia's tank top, Riddick slammed her into a wall. "There's worse things I can do to you." Then he back-handed her and she slumped, unconscious. He lowered her to the ground and began a thorough search of their cell. As he searched he thought about all of the prisons he had been in and escaped from: Let's see, there had been Hubble Bay Penal facility Ribald S Correctional Institute, Tangiers Penal Colony, and lastly, Ursa Luna maximum security prison, or Slam City. He would die before he went back there. Damnit, if he could escape from the Slam he could escape from this ship. Then his mind wandered to one escape...ah, during the Wailing Wars. He was the only one from his 'platoon' to leave those wars.
Deia eyed Riddick through slitted eyes. Please, she thought. Riddick pulled his punch, he couldn't possibly think that she was unconscious. Well, she would soon find out...she had to ask him about Fry.
Carolyn Fry had been Deia's best friend. They had worked together to become pilots and where Deia had failed, Fry had succeeded. Deianira when to Slam City and Carolyn had become Pilot Second Class aboard the Hunter-Gratzner but then the ship had crashed...and she hadn't heard anything about Fry since then.
Very slowly and painfully Deia got to her feet. Riddick may not have hit her full-force but it still hurt like a bitch. He seemed to be lost in thought. She whispered, "Fry." She had heard that he knew her. Deia may have been incognito on that god-forsaken planet called Earth but she was still well-connected, Riddick had been on that ship and Deia knew it.
He didn't turn around at the sound of Deia saying Fry's name. He didn't even visibly react. Deia had been expecting an outburst, even violence, but what happened scared her a thousand times as badly as any violence. He simply leaned against the wall, facing away from her and said: "Not for me." Then he turned and with an almost tired look on his face. "How do you know about Fry?"
"She was my best friend...she's dead, isn't she?" Riddick moved to put his hand on Deia's shoulder, perhaps to offer comfort but she jerked away from him. "Tell me."
Riddick did exactly that, he told her everything. He started with the plane crashing and ended with Carolyn dying for him. "She told me that she wouldn't die for me...and then she did. I tried to hold onto her hand, but it slipped. I tried to reach for her..." He looked into Deia's eyes. To her surprise they were filled with tears.
She leaned toward him and held out her hand. He grasped it, that small token meaning more to him than he would ever say. "Come on, Riddick. Don't get all soft on me." She grinned. "We have to bust out of here.