Arlina woke up, handcuffed to her bed. "Sonova Bitch!" She groaned, as she remembered where she was and why she was there. "Riddick?" She called. Her eyes began to adjust to the gloom, and she eventually became aware of his presence in the corner of the room.

He was making - or sharpening - a knife, a homemade shiv. She looked up at him warily as he approached the bed.

As he paced around the bed he spoke "I hear your name is Rebel around here. I also heard some things about you, Rebel. A few… interesting things. Some people say you never made mistakes. You made two today. First, you knocked me out. Second, you took my wallet. However, that just made me pissed off. I was already gonna find you. But all I'm really interested in is finding a girl."

She couldn't suppress a smirk at that. He leisurely lay down over her on the bed, body covering, pinning hers, shiv once more against her throat. She shut up. He was so close she could feel his breath against her cheek. "I'm looking for a friend of mine. Her name is Jack. She's only… fifteen years old now. I don't want her to screw, so do not even think of doing me over. She's been taken by some mercs."

Arlina stayed still, his weight and warmth unsettling her. Of all the fucking luck in the Universe, it had to be her that Riddick had tracked down to help him find his little… friend… Every time she seemed to be getting ahead in life, some big thing fucked it all up for her. First the mercs after she had began to recover from her family's death, now I have the most deadly man in the Universe on top of me in my bed. This is not a good day.

Riddick studied her face intently, eyes glowing in the dimly lit room. He pulled the knife off her throat, and pulled himself up on his arms. Her breath caught as he traced the knife lightly down her throat, and down her chest between her breasts. The point trailed down and pressed at her stomach, the point making a shallow cut in her skin. She flinched as he bent his head down to hers, but he merely growled in her ears "Do not even think…"

Riddick pulled himself off the bed and walked out of the room. A few seconds later she heard the front door slam. Immediately, Arlina began to work on getting out of the restraints. Not unexperienced, she soon was able to work her way loose.

Suddenly, Arlina blushed. She just realised precisely how close Riddick must have gotten to her to disarm her in her sleep. She had a few daggers hidden on her person, two strapped to her legs, two in her waistband, and two in her sleeves. Systematically and methodically she worked through her house, searching for any weapon. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Arlina cursed repetitively in her head, as she couldn't find any weapons. Anywhere. And she had a fuckload of guns and shivs around the place.

Instinct made her duck as she heard a soft whistling sound. A dagger landed in the wall, thudding with the impact. It would have landed just above her shoulder, possibly pinning her shirt to the wall. In a fluid motion, she pulled out the dagger and turned to face Riddick, blade towards him.

"89 weapons. 46 of the cutting variety, 20… miscellaneous … and 23 shooting weapons. Quite an arsenal for a young lady." The sarcastic twist on the word was not lost on her. "That dagger was my favourite. It's got an interesting inscription on it. Did you steal it?"

Swallowing an insult, Arlina muttered. "No."

He walked around her, she followed, turning slightly. "Ohhh… Are you going to give it back? Be a nice little girl? Or…" He dragged the word out, spinning a shiv on his hand whilst doing so. His mouth quirked up into a half-smile.

She moved slightly so she was more balanced, paused in a fighter's poise. They circled each other warily. "See, they also say you can fight better then I can with a blade… 'cept of course, I'm a lot stronger. Ah, well, can't choose your battles, Rebel."

Arlina realised she was close to the light switch. She backed up slowly, and Riddick probably thought she was being intimidated by his sheer size and strength. She turned, took a few steps, jumped and kicked the light switch, pushing off the wall and somersaulting over his head. As she did so, she reached out and tore the goggles from his eyes, dropping them to the ground when she landed. He was blinded by the sudden light, and she took the opportunity to run into the bathroom. Riddick hastily put the goggles back on, and was in the bathroom in time to see her disappear through a small window. He sighed stoically. He'd have to wait. He'd been stalking her for a few weeks, and he knew she would never leave the flat. Riddick began to think about his next moves. He flipped himself onto the roof and began to wait. After a while he went to the corner shop and 'convinced' the owner to give him some free food. He kept watch on the house.