Chapter 4-Who do you think you are?
'Best find somewhere to lodge for the night..'
She moved through the streets slowly. Already soaked, she didn't care anymore. No matter how
fast she got there she was still going to be soggy. She found herself continually trying to
keep her wet locks of hair out of her eyes. The streets had already drained of people.
"And they called this a bustling stop and go place..." she growled to herself. "IS THERE
NOWHERE TO LODGE IN THIS FUCKIN' CITY!?"
She quickly sensed eyes peering at her through the windows. She looked up squinting slightly.
"aha! Finally..."
A large worn sign glared back at her 'Hotel'. She moved in shaking herself off beneath the
ledge at the door. She was presented only with the butt of a lengthy line.
"I am NOT in the mood for this..."
She pulled her magnum revolver from her coat pocket and walked up the line all the people
freezing in their footsteps instantly. She walked up to the desk laying it on the counter and
smiling banefully at the teller.
"Cheapest you got for tonight, anything decent will do.. And mind you when I say decent."
He nodded beads of sweat running down his temple.
"O-o-of course." He said trembling with fear and typing shakily.
"W-w-we have one open that may suit you. One queen sized bed, bathroom a-and laundry room.
"Perfect!" she grinned back at him repocketing her gun and setting a few CRs (credits) down
before him.
"Your room number is 2A." his voice crept towards her still shaking as he handed her the key.
*
Riddick smirked from above. He started down the stairs after lingering for a bit more.
She glanced up sighing, moving to the base of the stairs and starting up. She didn't notice the
looming figure heading down above her, people usually moved for her anyways.
Riddick walked down not taking into account the small figure heading up them quietly.
Their shoulders made contact... heavily. Riddick teetered surprisedly his hand automaticly
grabbing his shiv. Hers jolted into her coat pocket but he caught her. She'd been thrown too
off balance to react. She growled trying to free herself.
"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!? LET GO OF MY YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" she hissed dangerously.
He tilted her silently towards the base of the stairs, throwing her further off balance. Her
sopping hair falling into her eyes.
"Dammit. I said let me go...."
"And what precisely, are you going to do to make me?"
'Damn he's built. What the hell are you thinking Erynn? He's got your arms crossed in front of
you and if he just happens to have a muscel spasm and let go, your a dead heap at the base of the
stairs. Oh well.. Goggles at the dark of night? Odd...'
"Put me upright and let me move on my." she ordered.
"Shut up. I don't take kindly to orders." he snarled loosening his grip on her arms.
She held herself close to her crossed arms. He wasn't quite sure what to do with her. He didn't
want to kill her.. She looked down slowly noticing the shiv still in his hand biting into her
arm spilling blood slowly.. She looked up him expression darkening. The leather creaked
slightly as he pulled her upright slipping the shiv back into up to his wrist. She snarled
spatting at him and moving past her room letting a steady glare lock with his gaze the entire
way. She escaped into her room slamming the door behind her and leaning against it. She took a
shaky breath.
"Who the hell are you? I *KNOW* I know you from somewhere... where..." She rubbed her arm
gently. The shiv hadn't gone deep, but deep enough to instill a tad bit of fright into her
system that maybe, just maybe he was going to let her drop.
-----
Riddick moved the rest of the way down the stairs. She seemed rather familiar.. He shrugged it
off heading out into the rain and towards the ship dock. He froze as he heard a voice behind
him. A voice he recognized.
'Damn mercs..'
"Hey you! Stop there!" Ricardo yelled towards the figure dressed in all black.
R&R!!
'Best find somewhere to lodge for the night..'
She moved through the streets slowly. Already soaked, she didn't care anymore. No matter how
fast she got there she was still going to be soggy. She found herself continually trying to
keep her wet locks of hair out of her eyes. The streets had already drained of people.
"And they called this a bustling stop and go place..." she growled to herself. "IS THERE
NOWHERE TO LODGE IN THIS FUCKIN' CITY!?"
She quickly sensed eyes peering at her through the windows. She looked up squinting slightly.
"aha! Finally..."
A large worn sign glared back at her 'Hotel'. She moved in shaking herself off beneath the
ledge at the door. She was presented only with the butt of a lengthy line.
"I am NOT in the mood for this..."
She pulled her magnum revolver from her coat pocket and walked up the line all the people
freezing in their footsteps instantly. She walked up to the desk laying it on the counter and
smiling banefully at the teller.
"Cheapest you got for tonight, anything decent will do.. And mind you when I say decent."
He nodded beads of sweat running down his temple.
"O-o-of course." He said trembling with fear and typing shakily.
"W-w-we have one open that may suit you. One queen sized bed, bathroom a-and laundry room.
"Perfect!" she grinned back at him repocketing her gun and setting a few CRs (credits) down
before him.
"Your room number is 2A." his voice crept towards her still shaking as he handed her the key.
*
Riddick smirked from above. He started down the stairs after lingering for a bit more.
She glanced up sighing, moving to the base of the stairs and starting up. She didn't notice the
looming figure heading down above her, people usually moved for her anyways.
Riddick walked down not taking into account the small figure heading up them quietly.
Their shoulders made contact... heavily. Riddick teetered surprisedly his hand automaticly
grabbing his shiv. Hers jolted into her coat pocket but he caught her. She'd been thrown too
off balance to react. She growled trying to free herself.
"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!? LET GO OF MY YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" she hissed dangerously.
He tilted her silently towards the base of the stairs, throwing her further off balance. Her
sopping hair falling into her eyes.
"Dammit. I said let me go...."
"And what precisely, are you going to do to make me?"
'Damn he's built. What the hell are you thinking Erynn? He's got your arms crossed in front of
you and if he just happens to have a muscel spasm and let go, your a dead heap at the base of the
stairs. Oh well.. Goggles at the dark of night? Odd...'
"Put me upright and let me move on my." she ordered.
"Shut up. I don't take kindly to orders." he snarled loosening his grip on her arms.
She held herself close to her crossed arms. He wasn't quite sure what to do with her. He didn't
want to kill her.. She looked down slowly noticing the shiv still in his hand biting into her
arm spilling blood slowly.. She looked up him expression darkening. The leather creaked
slightly as he pulled her upright slipping the shiv back into up to his wrist. She snarled
spatting at him and moving past her room letting a steady glare lock with his gaze the entire
way. She escaped into her room slamming the door behind her and leaning against it. She took a
shaky breath.
"Who the hell are you? I *KNOW* I know you from somewhere... where..." She rubbed her arm
gently. The shiv hadn't gone deep, but deep enough to instill a tad bit of fright into her
system that maybe, just maybe he was going to let her drop.
-----
Riddick moved the rest of the way down the stairs. She seemed rather familiar.. He shrugged it
off heading out into the rain and towards the ship dock. He froze as he heard a voice behind
him. A voice he recognized.
'Damn mercs..'
"Hey you! Stop there!" Ricardo yelled towards the figure dressed in all black.
R&R!!