Beautiful Savage: Here you guys go. Thanks for being so patient. Hopefully they'll be another one in the next week or so.

"Do your job," Kelly mouthed glancing at the few stragglers who where hanging around just below the stage with perverted leers on their face. Shaking himself Riddick stomped forward wishing that he didnt have his goggles on and literally snatched her off the stage growling at a big ugly lookin' guy who started forward. Wrapping his arm around her waist he ignored her surprised yelp as he practically carried her out of the bar and half way down the street before she managed to squirm out of his grasp stumbling slightly before focusing on him.

"What the hell Riddick? I wasnt done drinkin'," she said glaring at him slightly, "Why do you look so pissed? I recouped a large part of my losses in less than five minutes. Chill man," she added with a slight laugh.

"I thought you where a convict not a stripper," he growled to much alcohol in his veins to even pretend he was tactful. For some reason all of those guys undressing her with their eyes had pissed him off, and it didnt help that in one fowl swoop she'd managed to once again consume his mind with all of the things he was just dying to do to her.

"What do you care if I take my clothes off?" she snapped her eyes darkening slightly, "And who the fuck do you think you are yelling at me?" Riddick just stared at her and Kelly couldnt help but notice that he looked like his head was about to explode. "Maybe you should go back to the bar and let one of those woman take your petulant ass home. Maybe then you'll fucking relax. Now I'm going back to finish what I started and maybe get some action," she added turning on her heel and heading back to the bar. She didnt care what Riddick did but she was going back to the bar to finish getting drunk.

Behind her Riddick was ready to kill her, she couldnt be this oblivious there was no way. Growling he reached out and grabbed her arm jerking her back causing her to let out a surprised yelp. Next thing she knew she was staring at the ground and Riddick's ass. Shaking herself she realized that the bastard had thrown her over his shoulder and was abducting her. Twisting she tried to get him to let her go but his arm was firmly locked around her waist and she could barely move.

"Let me go you bastard!" she yelled kicking her legs and beating him soundly around the ass, "Have you lost your god damned mind?" she demanded turning so that she could kinda see his face, "What the hell do you think you're doing you asshole?" All she got was a growl in response and he kept walking.

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Riddick walked into the bedroom and dumped Kelly on the bed still seething. It took less than a second after she hit the bed to lunge at him her eyes blazing. Catching her he spun around and deposited her back on the bed. Growling she lunged forward again and when he grabbed her she sunk her nails into his shoulders and her teeth into his neck. And that was it the gauntlet had been dropped. Twenty minutes later Riddick had Kelly pinned against the pilot's seat both of them panting, covered in sweat and blood they were exhausted. Cuts and bruises marred their skin though Riddick was the one who'd gotten the worst of it. Glaring up at the massive convect Kelly wondered if he'd lost his mind, cuz that was the only explanation for this shit. Freeing one of her hands she balled it up and punched him as hard as she could in the jaw only getting a grunt and her hand pinned again in response. All thought of going back to the bar had left her mind and now all she wanted was to get loose and kick Riddick's ass.

"Have you lost your fucking mind you bastard?" she snarled squirming wildly trying to get away.

"Yes," he rumbled and she stopped cold staring at him.

"What?" she asked rather thrown by his response. She had snappy responses for everything except that one. He just stared down at her like she was the most painfully beautiful thing in the world. His goggles had gotten snatched off earlier and his eyes where so confused that she stopped struggling immediately and stared up at him. "What?" she asked again softly.

"Never mind," he said as he stood up and turned away. She watched as he disappeared down the hall..

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Riddick sighed as he walked back on the ship from the small shower stalls next to it. Sighing he didnt even bother to see if Kelly was on the ship. She wasn't in the bed so he didnt care, honestly he'd bailed, gotten five bottles of the cheapest strongest stuff he could, and chugged them while taking an ice cold shower. He was considering just packing up and leaving...when he could walk strait again.

Falling onto the bed he sighed and let his eyes fall closed.

Riddick sat on the throne watching the Necro's bustle around like they all held the fate of the world in their hands. She'd been gone for 87 days. He didnt mean to keep count but he did. Sighing he stood and contemplated if he wanted to do something besides sit. Life was boring here and everyday it became a little clearer that without having to run, hide, or kill he didnt have anything. He'd always thought that when it was all over and he didnt have to run anymore he have Jack to keep him company. But now he didnt even have the thrill of the chase or the comfort of the kill. He was the king of an empire, but still he had nothing.

Sighing again he stood up to go to his room when he heard the click of heel on the throne stairs. Looking up he found Dame Vakko coming towards him with that sly smile on her face. The same one that she'd worn the day they'd met. Pausing he stood looking down at her waiting to see what she wanted.

"Good morning Lord Marshal," she asked bowing her head respectfully, "How are you today?"

"Fine."

"Good," she said her smile turning malicious, "Good bye Riddick." At that moment Riddick realized he'd gotten sloppy. He'd dropped his guard and the bitch had seen it. Twisting to try and avoid the blade that she'd been holding behind her back he grunted as it plunged into his back an inch from the sweet spot and millimeters from the spine. With a mighty bellow he dropped to his knees and...

"Riddick! Wake up you're dreaming!" Kelly half yelled shaking his shoulder, "Riddick you're not there anymore." Half awake he bolted up right and crushed Kelly to his chest. Still half dreaming, the pain and fear of death still swirling in his mind he buried his face in her hair.

"My name's Richard," he said crushing her even tighter.