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Back in the Saddle Again!
Who // Richard B. Riddick, whoever wants to run into him [open]
What // Riddick is back in the castle after a very extended... vacation or something like that
Where // In the castle's main foyer, literally just walking through the front door
When // Sunday, August 4th
How // Actionspam, threadjacking always welcome
Riddick wasn't really one to keep in touch with people... well ever really, but mostly while on a mission. Which is where he had been, for a while. Once that mission was finished though, he took some time for himself and just sort of... disappeared for a few months. No phone calls, no letters, not even a postcard. What a jerk.
After those few months of being all out of touch with everyone in the castle here he comes strolling casually through the front door, no luggage, and still looking like he gives no fucks. Which he doesn't.
Hit him with your best shot.
What // Riddick is back in the castle after a very extended... vacation or something like that
Where // In the castle's main foyer, literally just walking through the front door
When // Sunday, August 4th
How // Actionspam, threadjacking always welcome
Riddick wasn't really one to keep in touch with people... well ever really, but mostly while on a mission. Which is where he had been, for a while. Once that mission was finished though, he took some time for himself and just sort of... disappeared for a few months. No phone calls, no letters, not even a postcard. What a jerk.
After those few months of being all out of touch with everyone in the castle here he comes strolling casually through the front door, no luggage, and still looking like he gives no fucks. Which he doesn't.
Hit him with your best shot.
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Long time, no see, Muscles. [Yeah, she's still objectifying you even after all this time.]
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And here I thought I was the only one with something wrong with his eyes. [ See, he can try to be funny. ]
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So I guess you changed your mind? I mean I can only figure that you bailed before. [Tact is not something Faye will ever have. Ever.]
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Wrong on the bail-out, kid. [There isn't an emphasis on the word kid but it is clear from his tone that's how he sees her. He noticed your
not so subtleappreciative looks.]Just took some time to look around. [Oh yeah, he's still just as verbose as before.]
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Wow, where do I sign up for a random vacation?
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[He gives her a wry smile, waggling his eyebrows.]
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Any hints about where you were 'looking around?' [She even holds up her hands to do air quotes.]
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she gives only the tiniest little hint of a smirk. ] Hmm.
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Lis'sa...[Her name just kind or rolls out of his mouth in his deep, rumbly voice. He finally pauses, leaning his hip against the desk. After letting her name hang there for a moment, he finally drawls out]I've been thinking I might have a new toy I'd like to work on with you.
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Also, he really doesn't have a new toy to work on, he just wasn't about to say a simple hi. Much too mushy or something.]
Of course.
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grr babyfrom his sleeve.]Heading to the Lab? [Doesn't mean he has to spill so soon.]
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See how being tired makes me not able to read things correctly :P
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Where have you BEEN?
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So when one moment he was walking completely alone minding his own, and the next there was suddenly something clinging to his neck and gibbering nearly incoherently, it was pure instinct to react as he does.
With one hand he grabs Andie by the scruff of the neck, pulling her back away from him (strength check: 22) and with the other he pulls out one of his Ulak blades , bringing it up and to her neck.]
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What are you doing? You can't just attack people!
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Fuck Andie, you can't just jump on a person like that, you'll get yourself killed, [he rumbles out in an angry voice, turning to face her. He didn't know why he was suddenly so mad at her, but he wanted to take her by the shoulders and shake her. No way could it be that he actually would have been upset if he'd hurt her. It had to have been that he really just hated being taken by surprise.]
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[Yeah she is staying safely out of reach. That was really rude, Riddick.]
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Shit [he mutters rubbing a hand over his bald head. A look of what could only be called contrition crosses his features in a quick flash, more or less looking like a bad grimace.]
I...guess I owe you... an apology. For almost killing you. [It sounds like the words were dragged out of his mouth, all mumbled and rumbled and nearly incoherent.]
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Avec rippling pectorals like Disney's Hercules.
She deftly hangs up the phone with a sugary, sweet "toodle-oo" and straightens in her chair to get a better look at Tall, Dark and Buff.]
Can I help you? [She doesn't sound like she would mind.]
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I think I can find my way around, [he says, voice all rumbly and grumbly He walks a few more steps, then pauses as if on second thought.]
Actually, can you tell me if Sir Fred is here?
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Uh, yeah, I think I've seen him around lately. [A beat.] So who is looking for him?
[She doesn't say it like is all that interested in Fred's well being, but more in the guy in front of her.]
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Richard B. Riddick, [he says, extending one of his large hands over the desk to shake.]
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When'd they hire you?
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