Chapter XVIII: Jack's Exploration
Note: no, this isn't a title that's implying sexual exploration of Riddick. sigh Sorry, kids. This one is short too, and the end is a little out of nowhere but it does relate. Promise.
Walking out of a bakery, Liege held a freshly baked loaf of bread while Jack managed to rearrange herself after purchasing the food.
Tearing off a piece, Liege handed it to Jack, who readily took it and began to take large chunks of it and almost swallowed it without chewing.
"Clearly someone's got an appetite." Liege remarked as Jack reached for the loaf of bread that Liege held high above Jacks head, making sure she couldn't get any. "Ye can 'ave some, but only on one condition."
"Name it." Jack growled, her eyes narrowing, constantly glancing at the loaf.
"Ye got to chew it a' least FOUR times 'fore ye wolf it down like some sort 'o beast." Liege commanded, bringing the bread back down to Jacks level.
"Sure thing, boss." Jack joked, a little annoyed at Liege's height advantage, but happy that she got more bread.
"And ye 'ave this appetite cause ye used yer energy up las' night, eh?" Liege asked casually, looking for change of light, ignoring Jack's look of shock.
"Liege! How dare you accuse me of such…" Jack trailed off, realizing Liege was already walking across the street. Hurrying up to her, she tried to form sentences, but to her dismay none came out.
"I think ye were tryin' to say 'how dare ye accuse me of such truths'." Liege offered, handing Jack another piece of bread.
"I've given up reasoning with Irish logic. Let's go shopping." Jack said, sounding defeated.
"Aye, that we shall." Liege replied, chewing thoughtfully on a piece of bread. After she swallowed it, she began to wonder where they should go first. "But, little lass, where shall we be goin' first?"
"Well I thought we were going to look for those parlor things." Jack answered, looking around as if one were right across the street.
"I took the liberty of checkin' for some in the local directory, but Helion Prime has got nothing of the sorts. Well, at least legal ones. Hygienic ones, tha' is." Liege explained, crumpling up the paper bag that held the bread and threw it into the garbage disposal, where it burst into flames and settled down to the bottom.
"Hm," Jack said, taking the long way around the garbage, not wanting to be the next victim. "Well lets walk around then."
"Sure, whatever ye want, Jackie lass." Liege shortly said, suddenly checking over her shoulder. Steering Jack onto another street, Liege prayed the feeling she just had was a fluke.
Jack pretended not to notice, but for the rest of the afternoon, she kept an eye out for anything suspicious. Wanting to keep Liege safe from her constant paranoia, she promised she would bring it up with Riddick when she returned home.
"Jack?" Liege asked as they walked home, seeing as it was still light outside but Riddick wanted them home early.
"Yeah?" Jack replied, tired from the long days walk through the city. Not much had changed, but Jack was happy to explore it again.
"Ye ever been swimmin'?"
"What?"
"Ye know, like a fish…shark…whatever. I was lookin' at the waters jus' outside of this city, and they look'd very clean. Could we swim in them?" Liege asked, looking hopeful.
Jack grinned at the thought of a day on the beach with Riddick. Shaking her head free from Riddick in swimming shorts, Jack looked back up at her friend, who was awaiting her answer.
"Don't see why not. I'll ask Imam when we get back."
"Alright, sounds good."
