pitch black
obscure anticipation
chapter V
DEBT.
Soft gentle silence. How utterly blissful. Voices not reaching into her head.
Not Skylar.
Not Riddick.
Not the mercs that had raped her.
Not mom.
not dad.
Not Macy.
Not the dozens of men she´d slept with trying to erase the fucking
disgust of her body.
Nothing got into her heavily shaded state of mind.
not until.
-You awake kid?
His hand on her shoulder, gentle but firm.
A crude reminder of...that time.
-I´m bloody fine.
Riddick´s eyes looked funny. A look she hadn´t noticed before.
*Must be the freaggin´ drink*
Must be her own screwd up emotionality and her every single form
of escape she could think off.
Numb at the spot where he´d touched her. Just like, just like...
*Shut up Jack, you´ve been trying to forget, don´t fucking try to
bring it up now*
The numbness spread over her, into every single inch of her flesh.
Her head leaning back, like her eyes.
Just like her eyes.
Fear melted into her as well.
Fear.
*******************************
And he could smell it.
Her limp figure radiating fear, it reached across the table and slapped
him in the face.
Skylar sitting casually down, beside Jack. The kid looked incredebly feverish.
withdrawl? Already? or perhaps the intense mix of fear?
Her eyes looking at her with affection.
Affection that sent JAck into the depths of drug lacking sleep.
-It´s been a long time since i´ve chatted with you, Richard.
How he hated it when she called him that. yet, there wasn´t a single
way to make her stop.
Except maybe to squeeze the life out of her throat, and in that case,
her saner half might try to revenge. That, he did not need.
he knew Macy, even had some respect for the man as a killer.
Respect kept Skylar alive.
*I´m getting soft*
-shoulda been longer.
Her smile sweet and sane.
-Thank you
His eyes peered through her viciously...He would gut her
if she was gonna thank him for getting sent to the worst
slam in the fucking galaxy.
-For taking care of her.
His arms folding across his chest.
*What the fuck is she trying*
-Seems that she don´t think the same way.
Her eyes looked across his face, she had a secret.
-Cuz i almost killed our daddy? C´mon Riddick, i know you ain´t that stupid.
You fucking remember how i was when you needed a fuck?
You know what i did to the guys who became a little to enthusiastic.
Why would a fucked up girl like me do that?
Realization. Harshly blowing his mind out. For the first time in a long
time Riddick exposed the emotionn of terror on his face.
Then intense wrath.
The usual wrath spiced with care.
*That fucker*
-That´s right Riddick. Daddy dearest had a twisted appetite for his own
daughters.That´s why me and Macy killed him.
His fists clenching. homicidal intent.
-We tried to X him to protect Jack. Unlucky thing that the bastards still
alive.
The smile on her face not so gentle, not so humorous. A smile of pure
hatred. A predator knowing that soon it would slaughter its prey.
-How about it, Richard, wanna tag along and keep the fukcer away from Jack?
Maybe....you can help me X the mother fucker out later...just like
old times.
No more words were needed to make him agree on going with Skylar.
He´d kill him.
very very slowly.
Already his agile mind had started to compromise the most slowest and painful
way to kill the son of a bitch.
*********************************
Max stood infront of the ship. Kind of confused.
-I´m not too sure about this, just don´t seem right.
Norman had the same impotent thought swirling around in his head.
But how in hell could he reject this life time offer?
Riddick himself was on the fucking planet!
The man would be worth millions, alive or dead...in this particular
case, dead.
-C´m on man, it´s not that serious, all we gotta do is to fix the fuses
and they´ll all be dead.
Max shoke his head.
-Are you sure, i mean, three passangers, how can you be sure that Riddick´s
one of ´em?
Norm shrugged, trying to hide his vibrant fear.
-Well, for one, one´s named Jack Ripper, two, there´s a mrs Riddick on
board and the only guy on board is called Richard Evil...how fucking
obvious is that?
Max still didn´t look convinced. Sure, the fucking money would be great,
but....still.
No fucking amount of money could possibly be enough to sell out
your own life!
-Are you really sure about this Norm.
His friend shrugged casually.
-Sure, why not.
Within himself, Norman was weeping like a baby.
The two of them got closer to the old modled shit. with the few survalance
camera´s ripped out of the way they would be prefectly *safe*.
-What if he fukcing comes? What then, you know what that guy can do,
and i´ve got a fuckign girlfriend...what then?
Norman had already started to fix some very vital fuses on the ship´s hull.
-he´s never gonna know! They´re gonna go out of port and then BOOM!
they´ll be no more.
Neither of them too convinvced of the master plan, but neither of them
mature enough to let it go.
Ten million credits for him alive, five dead....lot´s of money.
************************************
Damn her. That woman.
Wasn´t she suppose to be dead, very so dead?
Riddick´s footsteps paced faster than normally.
*Why in fuck didn´t i ask her about it? Why in hell didn´t it
even cross my fucking head?*
Angered.
Furious, at himself.
That lunatic woman had re-arranged both of their data´s while in the
slam they´d met in.
She had fucking written him off to another slam. And it had been a
bloody cover for her *death*.
A damn master plan. Who´d want to recycle a fucked up cry tube?
With a dead prisoner?
Damn it.
Fuck her.
He had been about to get out, away from this fucking mess.
Damned freedom had been within his grasp and she´d re written the entire
fucking route.
Fucked with their data.
Still, his mind debated how in fuck she´d managed to do it. Thirteen
weeks of cryo sleep weren´t suppose to allow a person to re configure
the entire shipping system.
Damn her.
Riddick.....
alone in the darkness....
avoiding the light.....
But like all creature of real darkness he had destination.
Too damn tough for the guy who´d die tonight.
**********************************
Jack slumbered in bed, so innocent.
pain thrust through Skylar´s bleeding heart.
-Sorry Jack, this has to happen.
Dialing a number, waiting for reply.
A deep amused voice replied at the other end.
-´Bout time luv
-Yeah....
Her voice empty. Could she do it? Could she kill him? Try for the second time?
-He dead yet?
Skylar´s head dropped, her very so human lips trembling unexpectadly.
-No
A sound of worry arrived from the other, faceless side.
-He has to go, you know that..what he´s done to our family...Skylar?
A shaking hand wiping away a forming tear.
-He just means so fucking much to Jack, she fucking loves him!
Macy´s voice dloated gently through the wave of electricity.
-Dear, she doesn´t really know what he´s done, she´s just a kid.
Her face frowning in deep despair.
-I know, i have to find away to make her hate him...i just don´t know....
if this is fucking right.
Macy laughed, a little pissy, or maybe just drunk.
-He´s in debt to us love...kill him when you´ve had your fun.
A change of subjects lay in the air like a sweaty odore.
-Macy?
-Yes
-You´ll be here soon?
-yes
-just two more days
-yes
-and a job at Double Helix
-yes.........
**************************************
Fucking packed up.
Skylar had dragged them onm their feet in the middle of the night,
just after Riddick had arrived, all bloodied out, but with
some cash.
She´d dragged them to the port, not answering any question at all.
Just chatting about old times.
-You better not be selling us out!
Jack´s voice had finally reached the level of being non-toxic.
The girl was finally awake.
-C´mon Jack, i need you and your brain, and who would cooperate if i´d kill
their...bo...best friend.
*Her hair still smells the same*
*She still walks in the same careful way*
*Her smile, when not crazed, still is the same*
*but her eyes are still pitch black*
-We´re going through the customs, so, our IDs say that me and Richard
are mercs. That should keep the dirt bags away from bothering us.
Jack stuck her hands dowin into the pockets of her dress, anxious.
-What the fuck about me.
Skylar spun around, her smile too dazed to be of any use to anyone.
Her grin pure out right evil.
-You get to be Richard´s little play thing.
Riddick´s eyes widened, then anrrowed. With all of her heart she hoped that
Riddick would laugh at it, be casual.
He did nothing, just looked at the insanely thin woman.
The despair within Jack was reaching screaming limits.
-WHAT!
-c´mon Jack, I´m not stupid, you think i want anyone to trace you to me?
I mean, i could have written you off as MY little play thing, but that´s
just sick.
Jack just wanted to scream at her sceaming sister. Her reasons sure as
fuck weren´t good enough to make it seem so that she was Riddick´s
whore!
*The later part is right though*
-Just leave the shit to me, unlike Riddick, i haven´t been caught without
my approval.
The girl felt the air growing warmer, tension so desperatly wanting to be
unleashed.
*******************************************
Skylar slammed the heavy bag onto the scanning board.
The custom guy looked at all three of them rather...scared.
-You..have permission for that?
In that the poor guy referred to the massive amount of weapons, guns
knives, sedatives...almost everything.
With up faked boredom and pissiness Skylar dragged forwards a plastic card.
-You´ll see right there that i´m a merc, and how in fuck do you expect me
to get Richard. B. Riddick without the proper methoods.
-mmm, yeah.
He handed her her card back, shaking. *redicilous*, she thought, *mercs
are shit on my boots*.
Nothing to be afraid off, but strangely enough, most people were as afraid
of the mercs as they were of the criminals.
*odd that*
-Can i see your luggage ma'am?
Jack gave him a hostile look as she handed him her back pack.
The scanner beeped slowly. Then loudly, then, it just went crazy.
-It´s my labtop.
The girl looked frustraited.
*A little upset about me writing it off that she´s fucking Riddick?
Man, she should be thankful! I didn´t write her of as her daddy!*
-And sir, do you have any luggage?
Riddick glared at the man through his sun glasses, then smiled casually.
-Now why in fuck would i have crap like this with me, i´m not a god damn
female.
The guard shoke at the sound of Riddick´s voice.
-You´re all clear, Captain D´star.
An unsatisfactory smile crossed Skylar´s lips. *Fuck you too*
******************************
Captivating.
Glorious.
How fucking odd.
Bitch!
-You didn´t tell me that you had a freaking ship!
And indeed, a shit smiled at them, slightly above average size,
slightly under average age.
That wasn´t the impressive shit.
The fact that it was a fully loaded first class battle ship.
Most mercs used ships of that kindm, if they had ships of their own at all.
Skylar smiled, looking as psycotic as ever, crazier than most in her
profession.
-Well, the owners died and it was kind of left alone with me.
I couldn´t let it get lonely, could I?
A whisle carried from Riddick´s lips. Stealing such as ship required skill.
Jack watched out to stay close to Riddick, still scared, still doubtful.
It seemed that Riddick had changed his mind slightly about Skylar.
He wasn´t hostile or homicidal when ever she was in sight.
Just carried a fade grudge.
her recently sobered up mind couldn´t figure out what in hell could have
changed his mind.
*Maybe she just fucked his brain out and he´s turned stupid*
Jealosy flared in her body. Just a little horny whore....
Her face sinking down into redness of shame and anger.
-People, lets board!
Skylar sounded impatient, Jack didnt´ring a bell right away.
She´d been standing infront of the ship´s entrance for at least five
minutes, holding Riddick´s hand.
*My big crazy sister shows up and i turn into a fucking wuss*
Riddick´s face held an odd expression. Some sort of a concern?
Nah,
no,
no fucking way.
*I´m just luggage, the son of a bitch doesn´t need me, i´m just in the way*
Amazing that those words still rung in her ears.
****************************
The ship looked like a wreck, stepping over cabels, fuses, computers.
Jack´s eyes glowed in temporary escstacy. All those wires, all those
computers.
-Don´t touch ANYTHING, everything´s in order here...within chaotic frames.
-Do you even expect this mother fucker to get of the ground?
Skylar ignored Riddick´s words, turned serious and sat down into the pilot
seat.
-Let´s go over the plan. It´s a three day stop at Double Helix colony to
refresh, re load and take care of shit, then it´s off to save daddy.
Riddick, you´ll co pilot and Jack, you can take care of computer buisness...
ok?
-Just as long as you don´t fuckign X us out!
The smile on Skylar´s lips turned doubtful and vicious. The extreme
electricity between the sisters grew with their eyes contact.
Riddick´s senses agrivated by the constant conflict between them.
His unkind eyes had had enough of the things they had not seen, but
felt for the last two jack stabbing days.
He´d have to do something about it. Then he´d need to go scouting for
some information.
Something stank in this deal, most so than the rest of it.
-Buckle down, Jack and asses, we´re leaving this rock!
Skylar didn´t give much of a warning before the ship started to shake as if
it were about to fall apart.
Abrupt.
Like all thoughts within it.
-Son of a fucking bitch!
Her voice a single star within the darkness, even if they were, much like
the departure, violent and sudden.
but quite,quite expected.
-Shit, you coulda given us a warning.
She smiled, obviously not to sane at the moment.
*Great, let my psycho sister fly a ship when she´s way up there already*
-I did, i said "buckle in"
Riddick´s lips curved into a tight smile.
If Jack wouldn´t kill Skylar, then he would.
or debts and such, and ofcourse, old times sake.
auther´s notes:
Major, common palgue, yes, you guessed it, writers block.
I know percisely where i am going and how and all.....but oh man, my car
is out of gas.
obscure anticipation
chapter V
DEBT.
Soft gentle silence. How utterly blissful. Voices not reaching into her head.
Not Skylar.
Not Riddick.
Not the mercs that had raped her.
Not mom.
not dad.
Not Macy.
Not the dozens of men she´d slept with trying to erase the fucking
disgust of her body.
Nothing got into her heavily shaded state of mind.
not until.
-You awake kid?
His hand on her shoulder, gentle but firm.
A crude reminder of...that time.
-I´m bloody fine.
Riddick´s eyes looked funny. A look she hadn´t noticed before.
*Must be the freaggin´ drink*
Must be her own screwd up emotionality and her every single form
of escape she could think off.
Numb at the spot where he´d touched her. Just like, just like...
*Shut up Jack, you´ve been trying to forget, don´t fucking try to
bring it up now*
The numbness spread over her, into every single inch of her flesh.
Her head leaning back, like her eyes.
Just like her eyes.
Fear melted into her as well.
Fear.
*******************************
And he could smell it.
Her limp figure radiating fear, it reached across the table and slapped
him in the face.
Skylar sitting casually down, beside Jack. The kid looked incredebly feverish.
withdrawl? Already? or perhaps the intense mix of fear?
Her eyes looking at her with affection.
Affection that sent JAck into the depths of drug lacking sleep.
-It´s been a long time since i´ve chatted with you, Richard.
How he hated it when she called him that. yet, there wasn´t a single
way to make her stop.
Except maybe to squeeze the life out of her throat, and in that case,
her saner half might try to revenge. That, he did not need.
he knew Macy, even had some respect for the man as a killer.
Respect kept Skylar alive.
*I´m getting soft*
-shoulda been longer.
Her smile sweet and sane.
-Thank you
His eyes peered through her viciously...He would gut her
if she was gonna thank him for getting sent to the worst
slam in the fucking galaxy.
-For taking care of her.
His arms folding across his chest.
*What the fuck is she trying*
-Seems that she don´t think the same way.
Her eyes looked across his face, she had a secret.
-Cuz i almost killed our daddy? C´mon Riddick, i know you ain´t that stupid.
You fucking remember how i was when you needed a fuck?
You know what i did to the guys who became a little to enthusiastic.
Why would a fucked up girl like me do that?
Realization. Harshly blowing his mind out. For the first time in a long
time Riddick exposed the emotionn of terror on his face.
Then intense wrath.
The usual wrath spiced with care.
*That fucker*
-That´s right Riddick. Daddy dearest had a twisted appetite for his own
daughters.That´s why me and Macy killed him.
His fists clenching. homicidal intent.
-We tried to X him to protect Jack. Unlucky thing that the bastards still
alive.
The smile on her face not so gentle, not so humorous. A smile of pure
hatred. A predator knowing that soon it would slaughter its prey.
-How about it, Richard, wanna tag along and keep the fukcer away from Jack?
Maybe....you can help me X the mother fucker out later...just like
old times.
No more words were needed to make him agree on going with Skylar.
He´d kill him.
very very slowly.
Already his agile mind had started to compromise the most slowest and painful
way to kill the son of a bitch.
*********************************
Max stood infront of the ship. Kind of confused.
-I´m not too sure about this, just don´t seem right.
Norman had the same impotent thought swirling around in his head.
But how in hell could he reject this life time offer?
Riddick himself was on the fucking planet!
The man would be worth millions, alive or dead...in this particular
case, dead.
-C´m on man, it´s not that serious, all we gotta do is to fix the fuses
and they´ll all be dead.
Max shoke his head.
-Are you sure, i mean, three passangers, how can you be sure that Riddick´s
one of ´em?
Norm shrugged, trying to hide his vibrant fear.
-Well, for one, one´s named Jack Ripper, two, there´s a mrs Riddick on
board and the only guy on board is called Richard Evil...how fucking
obvious is that?
Max still didn´t look convinced. Sure, the fucking money would be great,
but....still.
No fucking amount of money could possibly be enough to sell out
your own life!
-Are you really sure about this Norm.
His friend shrugged casually.
-Sure, why not.
Within himself, Norman was weeping like a baby.
The two of them got closer to the old modled shit. with the few survalance
camera´s ripped out of the way they would be prefectly *safe*.
-What if he fukcing comes? What then, you know what that guy can do,
and i´ve got a fuckign girlfriend...what then?
Norman had already started to fix some very vital fuses on the ship´s hull.
-he´s never gonna know! They´re gonna go out of port and then BOOM!
they´ll be no more.
Neither of them too convinvced of the master plan, but neither of them
mature enough to let it go.
Ten million credits for him alive, five dead....lot´s of money.
************************************
Damn her. That woman.
Wasn´t she suppose to be dead, very so dead?
Riddick´s footsteps paced faster than normally.
*Why in fuck didn´t i ask her about it? Why in hell didn´t it
even cross my fucking head?*
Angered.
Furious, at himself.
That lunatic woman had re-arranged both of their data´s while in the
slam they´d met in.
She had fucking written him off to another slam. And it had been a
bloody cover for her *death*.
A damn master plan. Who´d want to recycle a fucked up cry tube?
With a dead prisoner?
Damn it.
Fuck her.
He had been about to get out, away from this fucking mess.
Damned freedom had been within his grasp and she´d re written the entire
fucking route.
Fucked with their data.
Still, his mind debated how in fuck she´d managed to do it. Thirteen
weeks of cryo sleep weren´t suppose to allow a person to re configure
the entire shipping system.
Damn her.
Riddick.....
alone in the darkness....
avoiding the light.....
But like all creature of real darkness he had destination.
Too damn tough for the guy who´d die tonight.
**********************************
Jack slumbered in bed, so innocent.
pain thrust through Skylar´s bleeding heart.
-Sorry Jack, this has to happen.
Dialing a number, waiting for reply.
A deep amused voice replied at the other end.
-´Bout time luv
-Yeah....
Her voice empty. Could she do it? Could she kill him? Try for the second time?
-He dead yet?
Skylar´s head dropped, her very so human lips trembling unexpectadly.
-No
A sound of worry arrived from the other, faceless side.
-He has to go, you know that..what he´s done to our family...Skylar?
A shaking hand wiping away a forming tear.
-He just means so fucking much to Jack, she fucking loves him!
Macy´s voice dloated gently through the wave of electricity.
-Dear, she doesn´t really know what he´s done, she´s just a kid.
Her face frowning in deep despair.
-I know, i have to find away to make her hate him...i just don´t know....
if this is fucking right.
Macy laughed, a little pissy, or maybe just drunk.
-He´s in debt to us love...kill him when you´ve had your fun.
A change of subjects lay in the air like a sweaty odore.
-Macy?
-Yes
-You´ll be here soon?
-yes
-just two more days
-yes
-and a job at Double Helix
-yes.........
**************************************
Fucking packed up.
Skylar had dragged them onm their feet in the middle of the night,
just after Riddick had arrived, all bloodied out, but with
some cash.
She´d dragged them to the port, not answering any question at all.
Just chatting about old times.
-You better not be selling us out!
Jack´s voice had finally reached the level of being non-toxic.
The girl was finally awake.
-C´mon Jack, i need you and your brain, and who would cooperate if i´d kill
their...bo...best friend.
*Her hair still smells the same*
*She still walks in the same careful way*
*Her smile, when not crazed, still is the same*
*but her eyes are still pitch black*
-We´re going through the customs, so, our IDs say that me and Richard
are mercs. That should keep the dirt bags away from bothering us.
Jack stuck her hands dowin into the pockets of her dress, anxious.
-What the fuck about me.
Skylar spun around, her smile too dazed to be of any use to anyone.
Her grin pure out right evil.
-You get to be Richard´s little play thing.
Riddick´s eyes widened, then anrrowed. With all of her heart she hoped that
Riddick would laugh at it, be casual.
He did nothing, just looked at the insanely thin woman.
The despair within Jack was reaching screaming limits.
-WHAT!
-c´mon Jack, I´m not stupid, you think i want anyone to trace you to me?
I mean, i could have written you off as MY little play thing, but that´s
just sick.
Jack just wanted to scream at her sceaming sister. Her reasons sure as
fuck weren´t good enough to make it seem so that she was Riddick´s
whore!
*The later part is right though*
-Just leave the shit to me, unlike Riddick, i haven´t been caught without
my approval.
The girl felt the air growing warmer, tension so desperatly wanting to be
unleashed.
*******************************************
Skylar slammed the heavy bag onto the scanning board.
The custom guy looked at all three of them rather...scared.
-You..have permission for that?
In that the poor guy referred to the massive amount of weapons, guns
knives, sedatives...almost everything.
With up faked boredom and pissiness Skylar dragged forwards a plastic card.
-You´ll see right there that i´m a merc, and how in fuck do you expect me
to get Richard. B. Riddick without the proper methoods.
-mmm, yeah.
He handed her her card back, shaking. *redicilous*, she thought, *mercs
are shit on my boots*.
Nothing to be afraid off, but strangely enough, most people were as afraid
of the mercs as they were of the criminals.
*odd that*
-Can i see your luggage ma'am?
Jack gave him a hostile look as she handed him her back pack.
The scanner beeped slowly. Then loudly, then, it just went crazy.
-It´s my labtop.
The girl looked frustraited.
*A little upset about me writing it off that she´s fucking Riddick?
Man, she should be thankful! I didn´t write her of as her daddy!*
-And sir, do you have any luggage?
Riddick glared at the man through his sun glasses, then smiled casually.
-Now why in fuck would i have crap like this with me, i´m not a god damn
female.
The guard shoke at the sound of Riddick´s voice.
-You´re all clear, Captain D´star.
An unsatisfactory smile crossed Skylar´s lips. *Fuck you too*
******************************
Captivating.
Glorious.
How fucking odd.
Bitch!
-You didn´t tell me that you had a freaking ship!
And indeed, a shit smiled at them, slightly above average size,
slightly under average age.
That wasn´t the impressive shit.
The fact that it was a fully loaded first class battle ship.
Most mercs used ships of that kindm, if they had ships of their own at all.
Skylar smiled, looking as psycotic as ever, crazier than most in her
profession.
-Well, the owners died and it was kind of left alone with me.
I couldn´t let it get lonely, could I?
A whisle carried from Riddick´s lips. Stealing such as ship required skill.
Jack watched out to stay close to Riddick, still scared, still doubtful.
It seemed that Riddick had changed his mind slightly about Skylar.
He wasn´t hostile or homicidal when ever she was in sight.
Just carried a fade grudge.
her recently sobered up mind couldn´t figure out what in hell could have
changed his mind.
*Maybe she just fucked his brain out and he´s turned stupid*
Jealosy flared in her body. Just a little horny whore....
Her face sinking down into redness of shame and anger.
-People, lets board!
Skylar sounded impatient, Jack didnt´ring a bell right away.
She´d been standing infront of the ship´s entrance for at least five
minutes, holding Riddick´s hand.
*My big crazy sister shows up and i turn into a fucking wuss*
Riddick´s face held an odd expression. Some sort of a concern?
Nah,
no,
no fucking way.
*I´m just luggage, the son of a bitch doesn´t need me, i´m just in the way*
Amazing that those words still rung in her ears.
****************************
The ship looked like a wreck, stepping over cabels, fuses, computers.
Jack´s eyes glowed in temporary escstacy. All those wires, all those
computers.
-Don´t touch ANYTHING, everything´s in order here...within chaotic frames.
-Do you even expect this mother fucker to get of the ground?
Skylar ignored Riddick´s words, turned serious and sat down into the pilot
seat.
-Let´s go over the plan. It´s a three day stop at Double Helix colony to
refresh, re load and take care of shit, then it´s off to save daddy.
Riddick, you´ll co pilot and Jack, you can take care of computer buisness...
ok?
-Just as long as you don´t fuckign X us out!
The smile on Skylar´s lips turned doubtful and vicious. The extreme
electricity between the sisters grew with their eyes contact.
Riddick´s senses agrivated by the constant conflict between them.
His unkind eyes had had enough of the things they had not seen, but
felt for the last two jack stabbing days.
He´d have to do something about it. Then he´d need to go scouting for
some information.
Something stank in this deal, most so than the rest of it.
-Buckle down, Jack and asses, we´re leaving this rock!
Skylar didn´t give much of a warning before the ship started to shake as if
it were about to fall apart.
Abrupt.
Like all thoughts within it.
-Son of a fucking bitch!
Her voice a single star within the darkness, even if they were, much like
the departure, violent and sudden.
but quite,quite expected.
-Shit, you coulda given us a warning.
She smiled, obviously not to sane at the moment.
*Great, let my psycho sister fly a ship when she´s way up there already*
-I did, i said "buckle in"
Riddick´s lips curved into a tight smile.
If Jack wouldn´t kill Skylar, then he would.
or debts and such, and ofcourse, old times sake.
auther´s notes:
Major, common palgue, yes, you guessed it, writers block.
I know percisely where i am going and how and all.....but oh man, my car
is out of gas.