*Lady in Red*
As Jack looked herself over in the full-length, which she hardly ever used, she had trouble recognizing herself. She wore a slink, maroonish red, knee length, spaghetti strap dress that clung in all the right places. Jack, inspecting herself, let her eyes slowly drift downward watching the dress take a deep dip between her breasts accentuating them nicely. Continuing down she looked upon her feet where she wore a pair of strappy, cork sandals that showed off her perfectly red painted toenails. She quickly donned her denim jacket and checked herself in the mirror once more; she was thoroughly impressed. Jack had even put on make up and blow- dried her hair. She checked her un-needed makeup absently. Her face was naturally beautiful, but she'd never believe such a thing. Looking at her face in the mirror a woman stared back at her, a woman she didn't know. . .a woman that she wished she could be. Smiling dryly, she looked over her features. Her eye shadow was a neutral nude color, her blue-silver shined eyes were rimmed with black eyeliner and her eyelashes were covered with a layer of mascara. Her lips were stained a beautiful color of deep red and covered with a layer of gloss to give them shine. Her long black her hair hung loosely framing her face.
Finally satisfied, Jack grabbed a small tan leather purse that held only a pistol, a shiv, and a stash of credits and exited her housing unit.
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She paid the driver quickly stepped from the transport. He watched her from inside the restaurant, her long legs unfolding as she rose from the transport. "Go get her guys. Don't hold anything back."
Jack hadn't made it five steps before 3 men came parading towards her at full speed a gun or knife in each of their hands. "Great, I get dressed up for this bullshit!" Jack thought as she stepped out of her shoes. No sooner had she rid herself of the sandals than one of the three flew at her. Jack ducked away from him, letting him fall to the ground. She didn't waste anytime just kicked him in the face rendering him unconscious. Another then came barreling at her, his aim at her stomach a shiv in his hand. Jack never had taken lightly to people pointing weapons at her, she used his force to fling him onto the ground with his companion but this time she slammed the knife into his stomach-nowhere that was serious, just somewhere to disable him. She rose once more as the third man faltered, unsure if he wanted to attack. Seemingly decided he charged her, she didn't flinch when he slammed a gun to her temple-just laughed. The man beginning to freak as he realized that his little stunt instilled Jack with nothing but humor gave her just enough time to wrench the gun from his arm and slam her fist into the pressure point in his neck. The man went sprawling to the floor like the rest. Jack stood, observed her doings, flipped her hair, slipped on her shoes and walked into the restaurant.
Jack walked to a dark, secluded corner of the ritzy restaurant and sat. "Nice stunt. What thought it'd be fun to watch me beat the shit out of three cheap ass rent-o-thugs? If you're gonna test someone at least use someone good."
After a moment the man spoke, "You Melivenski? We had a code to use."
"Oh sorry, I must have forgotten it. You Mr. Evil, right? How's that work for you?"
"Yes, Mr. Evil." The man slowly turned his head revealing his face.
Riddick. What in fuck's name? Jack never faltered, it could be some type of ploy to get at her. "So, Mr. Evil what kind of information do you have for me?"
"Enough for you to kiss my ass. Order something, we don't want to look suspicious now do we?" His smirk really rubbed Jack all the wrong ways.
"Oh and I suppose having three men jump me didn't look the least bit odd." Jack wasn't going to deal with this for very long. What the fuck was going on?
Quickly Riddick waved over a waiter and they ordered. Within moments their food was delivered looking much more appetizing than the slush they served on the base. There was much silence as Riddick ate slowly; Jack wasn't having it.
"Are we going to talk or just fuck around?" Jack stabbed her knife into the nearly crawling rare steak on her plate.
"Enjoy the meal, we can't talk about those kinds of things in a public place." Was it his aim to just piss her off?
"And THAT'S why you don't set up contact in a public place, Mr. Evil."
That was it! Jack gave up; it was no use. They ate in silence and Riddick INSISTED upon desert. Finally after all courses of the meal were finished, they exited the building headed to Jack's housing to get down to business. Jack waved down a cab and they were on their way.
"This is it," Jack paid the transport driver and exited behind Riddick.
"Nice place, real classy. Always liked base housing," Always the smart ass Riddick was.
"Are you done talking shit or would you like to continue?" Jack keyed in her entry code and let herself in, sure that Riddick would follow.
The inside was scarcely furnished but what else would he expect from Jack? She was a roamer, wherever the job took her was her home, "Very nice, I LOVE what you've done with the place."
'No more bullshit!' Jack thought as she took off her jacket and shoes. She extracted the shiv from her purse and came at Riddick in one fluid motion. Without skipping a beat, Riddick stood toe to toe with her. They took their fighting stances, and began circling. Their movements all sleek silk, no mistake just pure perfection. Riddick was the first to lash out but Jack blocked with ease and skill. Now it was Jack's turn, she came quick flinging herself at Riddick. He didn't even fight just let himself be knocked to the floor, Jack sitting atop his abdomen her shiv at his throat.
Riddick laughed, "It's nice to see your Jackie girl!"
"Wish I could say the same, you look like shit. But hey, that's usual." Jack rolled off of him and to her side.
Without warning, Riddick tackled her backwards in a simi-hug/pining her to the floor, "Damn, it's good to see ya baby girl."
Jack lifted herself, letting him hug her and even giving in to hugging back. "So is this a fucking family reunion or are you going to give me some information to use?"
"Yeah. . .I got information. Better yet, I got disks Jackie girl. That means no tape recording bullshit."
"Oh yay," Sarcasm laid heavy in her voice, and that was about the point when Jack's fist made REAL hard contact with the Riddick's jaw.
"What's with that?" Riddick was confused thoroughly as he rubbed his jaw.
"Oh I don't know, you ask for the best to establish contact which is supposed to be shit detail and I have to go. Do you have any fucking idea how bad that makes me look, Dick?" Jack was pissed, he was about to have ALL of it.
"I didn't know they were going to send you, just luck of the draw."
"Yeah fucking right Riddick, you know damn good and well where I'm stationed at all times. That's bullshit. You're gonna pay for that!" At first she was angry, but God. . . it'd been ages since Jack had seen Riddick. Jack tackled him onto his back, once again laying on top of him.
Riddick rolled them so he was above her and kissed her cheek, "Glad to have such a warm welcome." He got off of her and walked to the refrigerator, "Got anything to eat?"
"You're appetite sure hasn't changed."
Jack quickly pulled out the little food that was stocked in her refrigerator and they went at it. Not a second later they were catching up on each other's lives.
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Jack was awake, damn insomnia. She doubted that's what it was though; Riddick was back. How weird was that? She was glad really she was, no complaints. Shit, it'd been forever since she'd seen him. Since she went into Ranger school. . . that was ancient. What was that, six years ago? Had to be, she was 23 now and she was 17 when she joined. Damn, where'd time gone? Suddenly Jack's mind flashed back to when she was leaving. . .
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"Are you sure Jack? I mean Ranger school is no piece of cake." Riddick was worried. Wasn't that cute?
"Look, Riddick. . .this is what I've been living for. It's my destiny; this is where I belong. The closest thing to family I'll ever have, well besides maybe you." Okay, if this wasn't hard enough all ready to leave the man you thought of as your savior.
"I just want you to be positive. This isn't easy stuff. No fluff and giggles,"
"Riddick, you're starting to sound like a pussy and I KNOW. Don't worry; I'll be fine. I was able to handle myself until there was you so I can handle myself afterwards. Besides, you and I both know that I'll just slow you down. I don't want your getting caught to be my fault. At least this way if you ever do get captured I'll be a bad ass Ranger and I'll be able to get ya out. Then you'll owe ME one." Jack tried to ease the situation with laughter but she wasn't sure it helped.
"Dream on kid," the sounding of the loud speaker above them let everyone know it was time to ship out. "All right baby girl. We'll keep in touch, promise." Riddick then did a very surprising thing, hugged her.
This was weird, it was like they'd never meet again. He was so warm, what was going on? Aw, screw it! Who cares! Returning the hug Jack pulled away smiling, "Thanks for everything and well. . . MAAAN, I love ya!" Jack laughed. "Be safe, don't get in too much trouble and maybe we'll meet again some day."
"Only time will tell. . . Oh and Jack love ya too." He put his forehead to hers and then let her go.
Jack walked down the ramp into the transport ship to her destiny. Jack prayed a quick prayer to keep Riddick safe, it'd be the only time she'd ever pray. What Jack didn't see was the tear slip down Riddick's face as he watched her leave. Would they ever meet again? Only time would tell
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Yeah, the Ranger thing had worked but Jack wanted to be better that's when she transferred to training for the Black Knights and now here she was Ms. Hot Shot Sergeant Major. Damn she was good! All besides the point though. . . time had told and now here he was. She was supposed to be over flowing with joy and well. . .she was, but something felt all wrong. Jack's instincts had never been wrong in her life but how weird was it that all of a sudden after all the years of letters, Riddick all of a sudden just appears and happens to be her new contact to one of the biggest plans in her career. Whatever, she'd just have to wait until things began to play out but for now. . .sleep, yes, sleep would be good.
As Jack looked herself over in the full-length, which she hardly ever used, she had trouble recognizing herself. She wore a slink, maroonish red, knee length, spaghetti strap dress that clung in all the right places. Jack, inspecting herself, let her eyes slowly drift downward watching the dress take a deep dip between her breasts accentuating them nicely. Continuing down she looked upon her feet where she wore a pair of strappy, cork sandals that showed off her perfectly red painted toenails. She quickly donned her denim jacket and checked herself in the mirror once more; she was thoroughly impressed. Jack had even put on make up and blow- dried her hair. She checked her un-needed makeup absently. Her face was naturally beautiful, but she'd never believe such a thing. Looking at her face in the mirror a woman stared back at her, a woman she didn't know. . .a woman that she wished she could be. Smiling dryly, she looked over her features. Her eye shadow was a neutral nude color, her blue-silver shined eyes were rimmed with black eyeliner and her eyelashes were covered with a layer of mascara. Her lips were stained a beautiful color of deep red and covered with a layer of gloss to give them shine. Her long black her hair hung loosely framing her face.
Finally satisfied, Jack grabbed a small tan leather purse that held only a pistol, a shiv, and a stash of credits and exited her housing unit.
************
She paid the driver quickly stepped from the transport. He watched her from inside the restaurant, her long legs unfolding as she rose from the transport. "Go get her guys. Don't hold anything back."
Jack hadn't made it five steps before 3 men came parading towards her at full speed a gun or knife in each of their hands. "Great, I get dressed up for this bullshit!" Jack thought as she stepped out of her shoes. No sooner had she rid herself of the sandals than one of the three flew at her. Jack ducked away from him, letting him fall to the ground. She didn't waste anytime just kicked him in the face rendering him unconscious. Another then came barreling at her, his aim at her stomach a shiv in his hand. Jack never had taken lightly to people pointing weapons at her, she used his force to fling him onto the ground with his companion but this time she slammed the knife into his stomach-nowhere that was serious, just somewhere to disable him. She rose once more as the third man faltered, unsure if he wanted to attack. Seemingly decided he charged her, she didn't flinch when he slammed a gun to her temple-just laughed. The man beginning to freak as he realized that his little stunt instilled Jack with nothing but humor gave her just enough time to wrench the gun from his arm and slam her fist into the pressure point in his neck. The man went sprawling to the floor like the rest. Jack stood, observed her doings, flipped her hair, slipped on her shoes and walked into the restaurant.
Jack walked to a dark, secluded corner of the ritzy restaurant and sat. "Nice stunt. What thought it'd be fun to watch me beat the shit out of three cheap ass rent-o-thugs? If you're gonna test someone at least use someone good."
After a moment the man spoke, "You Melivenski? We had a code to use."
"Oh sorry, I must have forgotten it. You Mr. Evil, right? How's that work for you?"
"Yes, Mr. Evil." The man slowly turned his head revealing his face.
Riddick. What in fuck's name? Jack never faltered, it could be some type of ploy to get at her. "So, Mr. Evil what kind of information do you have for me?"
"Enough for you to kiss my ass. Order something, we don't want to look suspicious now do we?" His smirk really rubbed Jack all the wrong ways.
"Oh and I suppose having three men jump me didn't look the least bit odd." Jack wasn't going to deal with this for very long. What the fuck was going on?
Quickly Riddick waved over a waiter and they ordered. Within moments their food was delivered looking much more appetizing than the slush they served on the base. There was much silence as Riddick ate slowly; Jack wasn't having it.
"Are we going to talk or just fuck around?" Jack stabbed her knife into the nearly crawling rare steak on her plate.
"Enjoy the meal, we can't talk about those kinds of things in a public place." Was it his aim to just piss her off?
"And THAT'S why you don't set up contact in a public place, Mr. Evil."
That was it! Jack gave up; it was no use. They ate in silence and Riddick INSISTED upon desert. Finally after all courses of the meal were finished, they exited the building headed to Jack's housing to get down to business. Jack waved down a cab and they were on their way.
"This is it," Jack paid the transport driver and exited behind Riddick.
"Nice place, real classy. Always liked base housing," Always the smart ass Riddick was.
"Are you done talking shit or would you like to continue?" Jack keyed in her entry code and let herself in, sure that Riddick would follow.
The inside was scarcely furnished but what else would he expect from Jack? She was a roamer, wherever the job took her was her home, "Very nice, I LOVE what you've done with the place."
'No more bullshit!' Jack thought as she took off her jacket and shoes. She extracted the shiv from her purse and came at Riddick in one fluid motion. Without skipping a beat, Riddick stood toe to toe with her. They took their fighting stances, and began circling. Their movements all sleek silk, no mistake just pure perfection. Riddick was the first to lash out but Jack blocked with ease and skill. Now it was Jack's turn, she came quick flinging herself at Riddick. He didn't even fight just let himself be knocked to the floor, Jack sitting atop his abdomen her shiv at his throat.
Riddick laughed, "It's nice to see your Jackie girl!"
"Wish I could say the same, you look like shit. But hey, that's usual." Jack rolled off of him and to her side.
Without warning, Riddick tackled her backwards in a simi-hug/pining her to the floor, "Damn, it's good to see ya baby girl."
Jack lifted herself, letting him hug her and even giving in to hugging back. "So is this a fucking family reunion or are you going to give me some information to use?"
"Yeah. . .I got information. Better yet, I got disks Jackie girl. That means no tape recording bullshit."
"Oh yay," Sarcasm laid heavy in her voice, and that was about the point when Jack's fist made REAL hard contact with the Riddick's jaw.
"What's with that?" Riddick was confused thoroughly as he rubbed his jaw.
"Oh I don't know, you ask for the best to establish contact which is supposed to be shit detail and I have to go. Do you have any fucking idea how bad that makes me look, Dick?" Jack was pissed, he was about to have ALL of it.
"I didn't know they were going to send you, just luck of the draw."
"Yeah fucking right Riddick, you know damn good and well where I'm stationed at all times. That's bullshit. You're gonna pay for that!" At first she was angry, but God. . . it'd been ages since Jack had seen Riddick. Jack tackled him onto his back, once again laying on top of him.
Riddick rolled them so he was above her and kissed her cheek, "Glad to have such a warm welcome." He got off of her and walked to the refrigerator, "Got anything to eat?"
"You're appetite sure hasn't changed."
Jack quickly pulled out the little food that was stocked in her refrigerator and they went at it. Not a second later they were catching up on each other's lives.
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Jack was awake, damn insomnia. She doubted that's what it was though; Riddick was back. How weird was that? She was glad really she was, no complaints. Shit, it'd been forever since she'd seen him. Since she went into Ranger school. . . that was ancient. What was that, six years ago? Had to be, she was 23 now and she was 17 when she joined. Damn, where'd time gone? Suddenly Jack's mind flashed back to when she was leaving. . .
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"Are you sure Jack? I mean Ranger school is no piece of cake." Riddick was worried. Wasn't that cute?
"Look, Riddick. . .this is what I've been living for. It's my destiny; this is where I belong. The closest thing to family I'll ever have, well besides maybe you." Okay, if this wasn't hard enough all ready to leave the man you thought of as your savior.
"I just want you to be positive. This isn't easy stuff. No fluff and giggles,"
"Riddick, you're starting to sound like a pussy and I KNOW. Don't worry; I'll be fine. I was able to handle myself until there was you so I can handle myself afterwards. Besides, you and I both know that I'll just slow you down. I don't want your getting caught to be my fault. At least this way if you ever do get captured I'll be a bad ass Ranger and I'll be able to get ya out. Then you'll owe ME one." Jack tried to ease the situation with laughter but she wasn't sure it helped.
"Dream on kid," the sounding of the loud speaker above them let everyone know it was time to ship out. "All right baby girl. We'll keep in touch, promise." Riddick then did a very surprising thing, hugged her.
This was weird, it was like they'd never meet again. He was so warm, what was going on? Aw, screw it! Who cares! Returning the hug Jack pulled away smiling, "Thanks for everything and well. . . MAAAN, I love ya!" Jack laughed. "Be safe, don't get in too much trouble and maybe we'll meet again some day."
"Only time will tell. . . Oh and Jack love ya too." He put his forehead to hers and then let her go.
Jack walked down the ramp into the transport ship to her destiny. Jack prayed a quick prayer to keep Riddick safe, it'd be the only time she'd ever pray. What Jack didn't see was the tear slip down Riddick's face as he watched her leave. Would they ever meet again? Only time would tell
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Yeah, the Ranger thing had worked but Jack wanted to be better that's when she transferred to training for the Black Knights and now here she was Ms. Hot Shot Sergeant Major. Damn she was good! All besides the point though. . . time had told and now here he was. She was supposed to be over flowing with joy and well. . .she was, but something felt all wrong. Jack's instincts had never been wrong in her life but how weird was it that all of a sudden after all the years of letters, Riddick all of a sudden just appears and happens to be her new contact to one of the biggest plans in her career. Whatever, she'd just have to wait until things began to play out but for now. . .sleep, yes, sleep would be good.