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o0RichardRiddick0o Tackles. Again.
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Who's posting first? You or me? )
ox_lara_xo says, I like your intros best of all.
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Kk. :X! )
o0RichardRiddick0o Approaching the tavern with waryness, raising his goggles away from his eyes to take a look at the area surronding the old tavern. Whatever was alive and moving he saw in white, while the background was dark. A few animals, that were braving the weather condition to look for a bit of food, was the only thing that he saw. Calling his shadows to leave him, revealing himself to the night. Placing his cold hand on the door knob, and turning. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Stepping forward as he pushed the door inward, stepping into the warmness of the tavern. Warm air washed over him in greeting, the fire crackling in the corner of the room. The rest of the bar was filled with people. None of which cared about him, but they did care to notice his entrance. Heads turned, a few people bent their faces to their friends, whispering quietly among the people at their table. Curling his lip in a smirk at them. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Bending his knuckles down towards the palm of his hand, cracking each and every single knuckle on his hand. Moving his neck in a semi-circle, to loosen up the tight feeling that had been spreading through out his neck the entire night. Feeling his shadows sweep around him as they brushed by his body, keeping close to their master. They could kill if they needed to, and they'd do anything to defend their master. They were also becoming stronger. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Lowering himself into the chair in the darkest corner of the room, closing his mind from any mages, or anybody else, that may try and read his mind. His shadows settling on his legs, the other two resting on his boots. Quietly watching the room from beneath those pitch black goggles. Every noise that happened around him, he heard. The crackling of the fire, the moving of a chair. Glancing back to the door, crossing his arms over his chest.
o0RichardRiddick0o *Clicks fire_and_ice6996.* You're 6341 to be iggied. Have a nice, burning stay in Iggy Hell.
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (Lara: Yeah, Riddick stronger, that's all we need)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Riddick: "Shut up, twit." )
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (Lmfao. Typing!)
ox_lara_xo says, Lara was bored. Lara was always bored, but today, she was bored in a kind of lazy, can't-be-assed-doing-anything-to-counter-the-boredom way, and that was the worst way to be. She'd decided to trample downstairs and see if Riddick was around, since his scent had floated upstairs, along with the smell of sour alcohol and sweat, but the sight of the stairs in front of her made her heart groan. She didn't WANT to tackle every stair one at a time, so in one fluid, effortless motion, she had jumped from the VERY TOP of the winding staircase, down to the ground below, narrowly missing a passing stranger as she landed. (c)
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ox_lara_xo says, . o O (How many posts did you get?)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( One. )
ox_lara_xo says, She knew where Riddick would be- The darkest corner as always, and she flashed a cheeky smirk his way, before sauntering to the bar and grabbing herself a drink of some weird concoction the bartender had laid out for someone else. "The cat must be sick and tired of dragging you in." she drawled, and tilted her head, silently asking if he wanted a drink.
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (Ah, that's the second. )
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Lol )
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Is that the entire post? )
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ox_lara_xo says, . o O (Yep, the first one and second.)
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (if you got them both)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( I did. Just checkin'. ^_^ )
o0RichardRiddick0o Just as silently as she asked him if he wanted a drink, he raised the beer he had in his hand to her, swishing the contents of the bottle back and forth. So she could hear that he already had a drink, and didn't need her to get him one. Didn't need her to do a lot of things for him, and he'd rarely even let her do for him, even as simple as getting a drink. He had two legs, both of which were working. He could get it himself, if he wanted. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o However, tonight, he didn't feel like doing much. Except sitting in his quiet and dark corner, listening to the buzz of conversation around him, and wait for the time to arise for him to kill somebody, for literally no reason at all. Hated these humans. If he had more shadows, he'd spread them out to kill any human that so much as looked at him in the wrong way. But that was something he'd save for later. When he was in a bad mood. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Kicking out a chair for her to sit in with his boot, the stair stopping a comfortable distance from the table he was sitting next to. One of the shadows that spoke to him the most often brushed over Lara's legs, to make sure that it was Lara. All Lara felt was a brief coldness, as though a blast of cold air had blown directly upon her legs, and had disappeared as quickly as it'd happened. Cocking an eyebrow at her, waiting for her to sit down. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o His raspy, low voice spoke to her as he waited, expressing his impatience. Though she knew he had more patience for her, than he did for any other being on this earth. "Going to sit down, or stare at the tender all night long?" Tempted to ask her to do just that, but knowing she'd have something smart to say in return. Bidding his time for when he could get Lara going, smirking at the thought of her calling him baldy, among other names.
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( *Clicks everybody but Lara.* )
ox_lara_xo says, "I thought I'd stare at the tender a while, Riddick. The blood pumping through his throat is surely more appetising than anything you could offer.." A brief snigger followed, and she shot a lazy wink at the tender, who backed off a little nervously. He was the last person who should be wary of her- she'd made a vow to herself that she'd stop killing the bartenders, they came in useful now and then. And if they knew what was good for them, they'd never ask her to pay, or help clean up after a particularly rowdy night. (c)
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o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Wb! )
ox_lara_xo says, "I thought I'd stare at the tender a while, Riddick. The blood pumping through his throat is surely more appetising than anything you could offer.." A brief snigger followed, and she shot a lazy wink at the tender, who backed off a little nervously. He was the last person who should be wary of her- she'd made a vow to herself that she'd stop killing the bartenders, they came in useful now and then. And if they knew what was good for them, they'd never ask her to pay, or help clean up after a particularly rowdy night. (c)
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ox_lara_xo says, . o O (ARGHHHH)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Wb. O.O;; )
ox_lara_xo says, ne or two had actually done nice things for her, like installing her punchbag in the basement, or talking to her on the late nights when she was bored and Riddick was out killing things, or sleeping. Because, after all, the guy did need his sleep like any other regular person. Not that she'd class him as REGULAR, even in her wildest dreams, he was something else. She stifled a laugh, and then sat down on the proffered seat. "Ahhh.. happy days."

[Riddick]

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o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( *Snickers.* Wb. )
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (Ty. )
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (Did you get them both?)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Yep )
o0RichardRiddick0o "Yeah, he could offer you a lot. A drink and a neck for you to suck. I'm sure you suck a lot of necks, you're walking kind of bow legged." Smirking at her from the darkness of his corner, waiting for her to say something back to him. Which would probably be that he *fornicated* more than anybody she knew, so he should be the one that was walking a little funny. Or something like that, that she would come up with. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Waiting for her comeback, while the tender looked warily in his direction. Fingering the handle to his knife, that Lara appeared to be fascinated with, when he would let her work with it. It was becoming stronger, like the shadows, and could cleanly cut the surface of a diamond. And that was more than it had been able to do, than it had a few months ago. Calculating where he'd have to be to throw the knife at the tender, and hit him. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o If Lara wasn't in the way, he could have gotten away with it. Almost coming close to kicking her chair out of the way, and throwing the knife across the room, and over to the bar. Restraining himself for the time being, taking a drink from his beer. "Too lazy to walk down the stairs, short- poopie?" Knowing before she opened her mouth, what was coming. Baldy, or some name like that. Just how long did she spend making these up? (C)
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o0RichardRiddick0o Really didn't want to know the answer to that question, so he didn't ask her. Crunching a roach beneath the heel of his boot, only killing it so he would have something to do. She knew how he was, waiting to hear how she'd been lately. Didn't ask her how she was most of the time, but she would know when he was curious. Cocking his neck to the side at her, his eyes on her face from under the goggles. Waiting to hear what she'd been up to.
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Brb! )
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Back. )
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (Wb!)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Ty! )
ox_lara_xo says, "At least I get some, hunnybunch" She shot back, and then laughed uproariously at her own lameness. Everyone else around her started laughing too, although they hadn't heard what she'd said, they just found her laugh hilariously infectious. She always laughed like the world was going to end and she'd die if she didn't keep the laughter going. And then, abruptly, she stopped laughing, and stared at him closely, eying the twitch of his fingers on the knife. She had eagle eyes that zoomed in on things like that.(c)
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o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Wb. :X )
ox_lara_xo says, "Don't you dare kill the tender, he's a keeper!" and besides, if anyone was EVER gonna kill the guy, it'd have to be her. Her home, her rules.Not that Riddick would ever listen to her rules, because he was far too much like her. A rebel. Not just rebelling against authority, but against anything and everything that crossed their path. "And how long have you known me again? If you don't know how lazy I am by now, you need to have a serious memory check. Want me to poke around in your brain, with a stick? With no hair, it's easy access."
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o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Wb. Again. O.O )
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( I got both of the posts, by the way. )
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (Thanks, and GOOD)
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (2 posts kill chat. )
o0RichardRiddick0o She could sense the laughter that he never uttered flickering from his eyes, both of which were still watching her face. "Just remember, short- poopie, hair doesn't equal brains. And even if you had a few hundred yards of the stuff, you'd still be as stupid as you are now." Saying his insult in one easy-going sentence, his chair craned back to lean it againts the wall. Resting his hands on the top of the table, where she could see them. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Lifting up his middle finger at the same time to her, to show her what he thought of the little rule that she'd made up. If he couldn't kill the tender, what was he going to do for fun? Besides, she didn't say he couldn't kill the tender in a minute or so, she had just said not to kill him. She probably should have been more specific, so he couldn't search out a loop hole in her sentence. But he found one, and went for its throat. (C)
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o0RichardRiddick0o Waiting until her attention was turned away from him, before throwing his knife forward, the knife brushing by her face in a frenzied blur. Landing in the middle of the tender's throat, slicing through his skin and whatever veins was in its way like butter. The only thing that stopped the knife from going completely through the tender's throat was the hilt of the knife, which stopped the knife from diving any further into the tender's bloody throat. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Stupid max-limit. )
o0RichardRiddick0o Pausing in its travel when the hilt touched the skin of the tender, the tender falling down to the ground, as he drowned on his own blood. Standing up from his chair, sauntering through the crowd. Bending down near the tender, once he'd reached the back of the bar. Taking his knife out of the tender's throat, wiping off the blade on the towel the tender had set on the bar, a moment before Riddick had thrown the knife. Walking back over to Lara.
ox_lara_xo says, "I loathe you." She said dryly, sticking up her middle finger at him in a return of his own one fingered salute. She had known that would happen, as much as she'd known that the moment he sat down, she'd nudge his chair away with her boot and send him falling on his ass. A contingency plan for every move. (c)
ox_lara_xo says, She loved Riddick like a brother, like he was her own flesh and blood, but just the same, sometimes she harboured images of stabbing him in the forehead with a spoon. She'd never DO it- they both knew that- but hey, a girl can dream! Damn fact of it was, she cared about his health, maybe as much as she cared about his own. "Hair doesn't equal brains, I know. BRAINS equal brains, and in that department, you're seriously lacking." She laughed lightly, and took another drink from the glass, waiting for the moment he would sit back down.
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ox_lara_xo says, . o O (Ack. Yes it was!)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Wb! )
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (Ty. :/)
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ox_lara_xo says, . o O (Wb to you too :X )
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Ty. :X )
o0RichardRiddick0o Glancing over at the chair, having a feeling he knew what she was going to do. He was far from stupid, and Lara knew that. He was intelligent enough to guess what her next move was going to be. Pushing out a chair, as somebody was going to sit down, wasn't exactly what he would call the brighest gag in the world. But we're talking about Lara here, and he knew that was probably the best that she could come up with. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Poor thing, she was. Latching onto the hair at the back of her head, digging his fingernails into her scalp. Holding her away from him, dragging his chair towards him with the back of his boot, sitting down in it safely. Releasing his grip on her hair, once he was seated safely within his chair. She was used to such torture from him, it was as common as it was common for it to snow during the winter. Crossing his arms over his chest. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Again, to look back at her, so he could annoy her. First he'd killed her favorite butt-buddy, and now he'd spoiled her plan to send him on his ass, infront of the entire tavern. Which was thining out, due to the death of the tender. Cockily perking an eyebrow at her, smirking at her to add a little more salt to her burn. "Ever heard of washing that rag you have on your head that you call hair? It's kind of greasy. A little on the disgusting side." (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Placing his bottle of beer on the table, which was nearly empty. And he wasn't going to trust her to get him another one. She'd probably do something to it, and besides; he hated people doing things for him. He hated people in general. So it was no surprise that he didn't want another creature doing something for him. Kicking her in the shin to get her more riled up, than she was already. Just a little bit more.

[Riddick]

ox_lara_xo says, "Okay, that's it baby boy.." She was older than him, so perfectly entitled to use that nickname. "You've REALLY made me pissy now. Insult the outfit, insult the hair, I don't care- I can hanle that because I know I'm hot stuff. But VIOLENCE IS NOT THE ANSWER" He hadn't hurt her- he rarely did. Her pain tolerance was higher than his for one simple reason- she was a walking corpse, and had very few nerves left. She could take a good beating, and survive to fight another day, and fighting was what she did best.(c)
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o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Wb! )
ox_lara_xo says, "You and me, are gonna go outside, right now, and settle once and for all, which of us is the tougher. You can use your little butterknife if you liike.." She grinned. She wasn't proposing a fight to the death, HELL no, but just a scuffle. A little scrap so she could pound on his ass a little, and release some stored energy.
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (Ty!)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( I gotta go soon, so after you reply to my post I'll post in a minute, I'll have to do his leaving. )
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (K )
o0RichardRiddick0o Came close to laughing in her face, shaking his head at her little offer. Slaying the tender was something that he'd been in the mood for. Beating Lara's ass outside where everybody could see, however, was not. Leaning forward, his finger flicking her nose at her goofy little grin. "I don't think so, kid. Besides. You know as well as I do that violence is damn well the answer. How do you think we thinned the population?" (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Knowing that they hadn't really, but it was a good guess on his part. They'd killed enough morons and tenders between them to get rid of at least some of the dip poopies around here. Kicking her in the shin had been fun for him, so had grabbing her by the hair. It made him want to laugh; if he were the kind that laughed. And, well, he wasn't. Lara could barely remember him ever laughing at something they'd done, or said. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Laughing wasn't something that he had written on his agenda. One of the shadows, the one who spoke the most, nipping at Lara's fingers with it's teeth, to let her know they were still with Riddick. A bite mark, not enough to break the skin, appearing where Lara had felt the bite. His emotionless lips lifting in the corners to smirk at her. "Considering what you just felt, just how far do you think you'd get, 'kicking my ass'?" (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o But she knew that he was teasing her. This was how they got along. If they were nice and lovey-dovey with eachother, people would think they actually were nice people, when they were far from that. Both of them could be mean to eachother, but there mainly mean to the humans, and creatures along those lines. Waiting for an onslaught from her, but doubting that she would actually hit him, or strike him, out of anger.
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Brb. )
ox_lara_xo says, She smiled, calmly -for once- and shrugged her shoulders. He rarely witnessed her fight- truly fight- to her best potential. He underestimated his little sisters skill, but that would never be a fatal move for him like it was for others. She may have been small, but she could pack quite a punch, and her abilities were developing every day. Actually, she'd been meaning to talk to him about that.. perhaps a conversation for another day. (c)
ox_lara_xo says, She flicked her fingers out, staring impassionately at the place where the shadow had nipped at her. He had his shadows, and she had her own little nasty tricks, which she could utilise to the best of her ability against a REAL foe. Someone she actually wanted dead, or mutilated. "I think my heels would get stuck halfway up your buttcrack, but they need a polish.." she laughed, and then held both her hands up. "That's cool, you're scared, I understand. But I need a fight, so I'm gonna head out hunting. You could trail along if you wanted, but you'd probably get bored."
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Back. )
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ox_lara_xo says, . o O (Ack, er, wb and do you need a repost?)
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (ty)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Nope I don't )
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (okay, excellent)
o0RichardRiddick0o His boot kicked her in the front of her shin again, rising up from his chair. As he passed her, his hand went to her head, messing up her hair on his way out. "We've played that game before. I kill, you eat. After the 5th person, it gets a little boring, don't you think?" Flexing his fingers, as a silent request to the shadows. Starting to fade before her very eyes, as he approached the door, to leave for the evening, and start a hunt. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o "Later." Which, when translated, meant, "Goodbye." Fading while his shadows tangled completely around him. Somebody threw a bottle at another person, missing their target. The bottle going through where Riddick had just been standing, the door creaking open, but nobody there to push it open. Disappearing into the night for the last time that evening, Lara left on her own to find something, or someone, to entertain herself with.
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( *Hugs Lara.* Thankies for the RP. :X )
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (I luurve RPing with ya)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( RP again, sometime this weekend? )
ox_lara_xo says, . o O (Do again soon, yeah? And have fun wherever you're going! YES! Weekend. :X )
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Yay! *Snuggles.* Love you, take care. See you soon. )
ox_lara_xo says, . o O ( :X:X:X )

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o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( U R! )
ox_Lara_xo . o O (I IZ! I told you!)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Rofl. XD Who's posting first? )
ox_Lara_xo . o O (Uhhh.. I'll flip a coin! Heads or tails.)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Heads. )
ox_Lara_xo . o O (heads it is! You get to choose.)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Ermmmmmmmmm. *THINKS HARD!* I will. )
ox_Lara_xo . o O ('k.
ox_Lara_xo . o O (fepwfepwfwpjf fornicateingsmiley.)
o0RichardRiddick0o The tavern had changed little in the years that he had been here. The same people still came, the same talk still was spoken, and the same things happened, time and time again. The phrase, "History repeats itself," was overly used in this kind of setting. Nothing changed, not even the landscape. The seasons all dribbled into eachother, blending into the next so well that you could not longer see when the change of seasons occured. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o One thing continued to change, however, and that was the number of different people and creatures that came to this tavern. It was on the path of a trade route, on a well known road, and people and creatures of all sizes and shapes came here regularly, even if they took up the regular people from town's seats and bar stools. It was always busy here, and not the place to come to if you wanted a quiet smoke and some time to sit and think. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o So what was his purpose in being here tonight? He, one who didn't like people, and it was generally known in the area that he hated humans? (The ones that lacked any sense of intelligence, that is) His reasons were his own, and he continued to mull over them in his mind. He was here to wait for someone that he hadn't seen in months. Had it really been that long? It had to have been. It had been spring the last time he saw her, and it was fall. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Now was the time to sit around the warm fire, sitting with friends and family, going over old and warm times with them, as you thought about how lucky you were, to have all of these people around you, and in your life. Now was not the time to wandering around through the quickly changing woods, stepping through leaves and muds, and walking in the middle of a rain storm. But he was doing it, which was why it was strange to see him here. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Rarely was in the company of humans, but as he had stated earlier, tonight was a different kind of evening from the rest. Lara was supposed to meet him here, and he would wait here until she either showed up, or he grew tired of waiting, and got tired of the smoke blowing in his face and the loud shouts and talks that were going on around him. They were getting annoying, but it didn't show on his face. His face remained indifferent. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o As the rest of him did. Around his body the shadows swirled, whispering to themselves and to Riddick. The noise would not be heard by anyone other than him, and as long as he kept the shadows around him, they wouldn't notice that he was here. Lara would smell him out, she always did, whether or not he wanted her to. She was the only.. creature that he could stand at the moment, and the only reason he'd shown up to begin with. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Scratching the side of his arm during the duration of his wait. She would show up soon, or he would leave. If they raised holy hell, well, it would only be like old times. Like Jack had been to him, or Kyra, Lara was his little baldy, or 'short poopie', as he liked to call her. It always made him smirk to see her glare at him for calling her that one name, and to have her try and stomp on his foot. That sustained his patience, and he continued to wait.
ox_Lara_xo . o O (*snickers, types!*)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( *Snicker.* )
ox_Lara_xo A slow swinging of the door signaled her entrance, although if anyone looked around, all they'd see was empty air. And then, the scraping of a stool, and she was sitting right there beside him, a cold body with a familiar smirk plastered on her pale, amused features. It really had been a while.. (C )
ox_Lara_xo And he was different, no doubt about that. He'd grown slightly leaner. Slightly more tense. Her eyes flickered over him lazily, although he'd know she was taking in every small detail, like a crime scene investigator, practiced eyes missing nothing. (c )
ox_Lara_xo Not that she was one to judge. She'd changed too, there was no doubting that. She looked slightly less frenzied and hyper.. A relaxed calm had replaced that wicked streak that had forever shone from her greenish grey eyes, although they weren't without a hint of danger. (c )
ox_Lara_xo "Hey, you." That was as close as she'd ever come to a warm hello. She was DAMNED pleased to see him, but you wouldn't see those two cuddling, sharing open affection like soppy teenagers. They were different. They were Riddick and Lara, damnit. "Party started without me, I see."
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( *SWALLOWS THE POSTS HAPPILY!* )
ox_Lara_xo . o O (MMM nutricious)
o0RichardRiddick0o Shadows swept away from him the moment that she sat down on the stool next to where he was sitting. People kept trying to sit on him, and would sit in a cold spot, and wonder what had caused it, and would move, not knowing what was going on, and that they were really sitting on a being, who didn't appreciate being sat on, and would soon hack them to pieces if they didn't move. At least she had enough sense not to sit on him. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o And sit next to him. She had probably smelled him from the moment that she'd walked in, as he had always had a particular scent about him, and she had never failed yet to pick up on it when they were in the same room together, let alone sitting next to eachother. His own eyes, which Lara had rarely seen in the few years that they had been friends, were still the same silver that they had been from the first day that they'd met eachother. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Something that could be called friendship exsisted, and had always exsisted, between these two strange people. Lara was more open than he was, she was less violent than he was, maybe, but he made up for it other ways. Like when she would nag him, and would hint at what she really wanted to say. When he would simply get down to what he wanted to say, and would take the consequences from it later on. Even if that meant her smacking him. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Which would merrit a smart smack from him in return. It annoyed him that she looked at him like she was a doctor and was about to tell him that he had some deadly disease. Couldn't she just look at him and say hello, without having to make a big theater production out of it? But his annoyances with her never lasted long, and she had hung around him too long to take his silences seriously, or to let them affect her or hurt her. (C)
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o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Stupid chat. )
o0RichardRiddick0o She was right, in some ways. He was leaner, his face seemed more indifferent than it had before. He'd disappeared for a short time, a couple of years ago, and she knew now how the change in him had come about, though he'd never talked about it since he told her that one time. He was a lot more on the silent side than before, and his anger wasn't as quick to change as it had been before. He had come back changed, and not all of it was good. (C)
ox_Lara_xo . o O (Wb, it chucked me out too.)
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Ty, wb to you too. )
o0RichardRiddick0o Like all change, it comes with a price. The price that he had paid was to lose someone that he had stuck his neck out for, and to watch her die in the arms of people that had hunted him, and it had cost her her life. Still felt that there wasn't much that he could have done about it, he'd done the best that he could. But everytime Lara saw him, she seemed to see that change in him more and more, though she didn't try and distance herself from him. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o All of this was in the past, and during the time that she was in the tavern with him, he was going to put it out of his mind. Flicking open a lighter that he'd stolen from someone that had sat on him, well, through him, the flame flickering into life when he pulled on the lighter. Looking over at her, snapping the lighter shut, his elbows coming to rest on the bar behind him. He said one word, and it was all that she needed from him. "Hey."
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Don't mind the sucky posts. =/ )
ox_Lara_xo . o O (Your posts are NEVER sucky, and I'll kill you with a freakin' spoon next time you say that. )
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Thank you. ! 2 U! )
ox_Lara_xo " fornicatein' pyromaniac" she grinned casually, crossing her leg over the other, her eyes flicking to his lighter, and then back to his eyes. "That's gonna get you burned to a crisp one day." She snickered, and tossed her long tangle of hair behind her head; hair that was now dyed a deep purple. "I'll probably laugh and have you cremated, it'd be so ironic." (C )
ox_Lara_xo He'd been friends with her long enough to know that she was rarely serious. Most of her throwaway comments and curses were just her way of teasing him. But it wasn't like he had ever taken her seriously. Hell, if he was the sensitive type, he'd have taken the tissue train to cry town a LONG time ago. (C )
ox_Lara_xo "Anyway, mortality aside, how've you been, Riddick?" Smalltalk wasn't really her thing, but she did genuinely want to know. "It's nice to see ya." .. she paused, grinned. "Kinda." Sad and pathetic as it sounded, she'd missed the guy she'd long thought of as more of a brother than a friend.
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Riddick: "Short poopie." Lara: "Shut the hell up! Do you -ever- stop talking?!" )
ox_Lara_xo . o O (Lmfao)
o0RichardRiddick0o "How about the next time you say that, I blow alcohol through the flame, and give you a nice little makeover? You've dyed your hair an ugly color, but with the improvement of your face, thanks to the flames, you might look less ugly." Lara heard snickering, but it was the shadows, and not anybody trying to listen in on their conversation, which often happened when the two of them were together, and had nothing else to do but one thing. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Insult eachother. They were both as different as night and day, and you would think that by now, their personalities would have clashed. And they had on several occassions. But though Riddick's anger was the cold, silent kind, the kind that was hard to get over, Lara got over her anger quickly and had devised different ways of getting him to talk to her again, after which, they would both forget that the fight or disagreement had ever happened. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o "And if I ever die, please note the if, you're staying the hell away from my funeral. That's if I even have one. Which you would probably have one for me, though I'm telling you right now that I don't want one. I hope you burst into flames as soon as you set foot into the church, or wherever you have it. At least then I'd know that you'd finally got what had been coming to you for years." Smirking at the thought of Lara. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Bursting into flames before she had the chance to open her mouth and say something to the people she had somehow managed to get into the funeral hall, or around the grave that she had so lovingly dug herself. Wherever she had it, he could burn happily in hell knowing that something had happened to her for doing something that he didn't want to have happen. She knew what his limits were, and she loved to push those limits. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Lately, she had noticed, he was much more quieter than before, (If that was at all possible) again, he was leaner, and kept the shadows around him more often than he had before the last time she'd seen him. But she knew as well that he had his own reasons for doing things, that she would know them all in good time, and if she didn't, she could probably give a good guess or two to what the reasons were, and come pretty close to the mark. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Shrugging his shoulders at her question as to how he was doing, which would be lead up, he thought, by what he had been up to lately. She knew what the answer was, but she "had" to hear him say it anyway. Maybe later, for making him talk, he would cover her in the shadows when she went to order a drink, which she hated to have him do. The idea had some promise to it, and he would think more seriously about it in a few minutes. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o "Can't complain. I'm still alive, ain't I?" Translated, it simply meant.. Well, it meant what he meant it to mean. See how confusing he was? Reaching over with his long fingers, tugging roughly on the ends of her purple hair, smirking at purple colored hair. If he had hair, which he was glad now that he didn't have, he wouldn't have dyed it purple. But Lara was weird like that. "Could you have gotten any more queer looking?" Translation? (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o "What about you?" They had been friends for over 3-years now, and she'd been around him long enough to see through the lines, and to know when he meant what he said, that there was no under-lying meaning there. Sitting back down on the stool that was just behind his knees and his legs, his elbows still residing on the bartop, where the tender was too nervous of him to ask him to move them. She could see he found this amusing.
ox_Lara_xo "Hey, queer looking is my thing!" She fluffed her hair happily, looking oddly thrilled at the idea that Riddick hated it with a passion. From someone that had probably been bald since birth, dislike was probably the biggest compliment she could get. "Anyway, you wouldn't set me on fire. Who else would listen to you bitch like a wussy without fleeing the building?" She gestured around the tavern. "None of these losers, that's for sure. So I guess you're stuck with me." (c )
ox_Lara_xo She flashed him a grin, and then stood up, sauntering to the bartop beside him, shooting him a warning glare that obviously meant one thing. Cover me with shadows and die, little man. She also placed her elbows on the bartop; unconsciously mirroring his stance. She didn't realise she was doing it, but over the years, she'd picked up on a lot of his bad habits.. (c )
o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( -His- bad habits? HIS?! )
ox_Lara_xo Granted, she'd always been a mean bitch; but her more sadistic and mischievous side seemed to be brought to the surface more readily when they were together. "Hey bartender, vodka" she said almost dismissively, and turned back to Riddick, ready to ask him what he'd been up to, as he had probably anticipated. But instead, another question itched her tongue. ( c)
ox_Lara_xo . o O (YES!!!!)
ox_Lara_xo "So what the poopie are we gonna do to raise havoc tonight?"
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o0RichardRiddick0o . o O ( Ty! )
o0RichardRiddick0o Smirked, Lara barely able to see the flicker of silver beneath the goggles. But she saw it for a moment, letting her know that he was snickering on the inside. Which also meant that he wasn't about to slap her over the head, for the moment. But he had other plans, when the tender finally put her drink down. Until that happened, however, he was going to play it cool, and was going to pretend that he would actually behave himself. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Not that he would be able to make Lara believe that he could behave himself, but you never know. She could be fooled into believing it for once. It had never worked before in the past, and he was hoping that for once, she would believe it and for pity's sake, not ask questions. That was beyond Lara, to keep her mouth shut, and just go with what he had in mind. Each time he hoped that she would, and each time he was badly disappointed. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o And it hadn't stopped him from hoping each time. His elbows and arms stopped leaning on the bar, and his arms were crossed over his chest. Watching the tender get the other drinks, before he got to Lara's order. They had ordered their drinks before she had, of course, but that wouldn't stop her from making a scene about it. If she didn't start drama when she was in a tavern, he'd probably be lead to ask her where she'd put the real Lara. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o "When do I bitch, Lara? You're the queen of bitching, I would assume that you're the one who did the bitching out of the two of us. Please keep your title, and you know where to shove it. Then again, poopie comes out of both ends of you, so it's easy to think that you get your ends confused. I'll make it easy for you." Grabbing her upper arm, he stood her a little distance away from the bar, and kicked her right in the ass with his boot. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Knew that he would either get kicked, slapped, punched, or hit in some form, because of what he'd just done. But he couldn't help it, when a chance came along to annoy her, to pick on her and annoy her in some way, when she did it as much to him, more so than he did to her, in his opinion. His opinion in this matter would mean squat to her, and she would argue the point until he was tired of hearing her talk, and would give in or ignore her. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Got his chance to cause her further trouble when the tender quickly placed a napkin on the bar, and put her glass ontop of the napkin, sliding it across the bar to her. Walking away just as quickly to get away from her, before she could use him in her little game of 'What poopie can we start?' Through his telepathy he motioned for one of the 5 shadows to wrap around her glass, and when she'd go to pick up the glass, her hand would go through it. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Making her either fall forward, or blink and look around for her drink. Whatever she did, either one, would make him snicker, or at least say, "What happened to your drink, Lara?" It wouldn't take her long to figure out that he had something to do with the disappearing drink, and it wouldn't take her long to devise up a way to get him back for it. Whatever she did to him, he'd get her back. Their game would go on until they both had to leave.
ox_Lara_xo " fornicate, it's some weird and wild weather out there " She glanced outside, shot him a quick glare, as her hand swished through her glass. That wasn't right. He was pissing her off deliberately now, and she wasn't for being goaded into a fight. 'Har har' she said dryly, in a voice that totally meant 'grow up, but I WON'T!' ( c )
ox_Lara_xo "I should go." For a second her voice sounded almost regretful. She really didn't want to leave him here in this dingy tavern.. a place that for a long while had been her home, AND her homeawayfromhome.. but she had other poopie going on now. Stuff she'd explain to him when the time came. ( C)
ox_Lara_xo "If you hang around here and pine long enough, I'll be back.." She grinned. She knew his reaction to THAT statement would be. "Catch you later" She threw him a casual salute, and headed out the doorway, letting the door slam behind her. She hadn't even taken one sip of her drink.
o0RichardRiddick0o Loved annoying her. It was part of the reason that they were still friends, and had remained so, even through their fights, disagreements, and other mean, nasty things that they had done to eachother. Mostly done in fun, whether or not it ended up that way, or was seen that way by the other party. He would see her again soon, he hoped, and maybe she would be more in the mood to kid around with him and call him 'baldy', or something. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Missed that, though he would probably never admit that to her. She would only tease him ruthlessly for it, and would think up a lot of annoying things to say to him about it everytime they met after that. She saw his eyes flicker again, from under the goggles. Eyes that could see right through her, and knew when she was hiding something, and knew if she wanted to talk about it or not. When she was ready, she would tell him. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o But until that time came, she would know how to get a hold of him, she would know where to look if she really wanted to get it off of her chest. He managed to put his arm around her shoulder before she pulled away and stomped out the door, his way of giving her a hug. Only Jack had been allowed to do that, when she'd been alive. And now that she was gone, Lara was the only one, who would be alive after hugging him, or him hugging her. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o "Later." She didn't need a translation, it meant, "When you're ready to talk, you know where to find me." It also noted that he'd thought about her, and that he had enjoyed his time of teasing her, though he hadn't gotten to use his nickname for her yet, in their brief meeting. The nickname was, and always would be, "Short poopie." Which was why she called him baldy, to get back at him, or to call him it before he could use it on her. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o There was more to her salute, and to her stomp to the door, than what met the eye. Those that didn't know her, (And a lot of people didn't) wouldn't know what the salute meant. In Riddick's eyes, it meant that she was tired, had stayed as long as she could, and was going off either to sleep off whatever was on her mind, or to go and find something to eat. Catching her meal would mean that her mind was busy. From what, exactly? (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o Couldn't help but wonder what it was on her mind that was so complicated that couldn't put into words right away with him. Reminding himself when he pondered on it too long that she would, in her own time, speak to him about it. As her thoughts made more sense to her, she would express them more to him. Probably in different ways, but they would be expresed anyway, and she would make sure that, if they were around other people. (C)
o0RichardRiddick0o That only Riddick could understand what she meant. Wrapping his shadows around his form, he quickly disappeared from sight, and, since he had practiced, and it was now as easy as blinking, from sound. The shadows covered up any trace that he'd been in the tavern, which would mean that he couldn't be tracked. Pushed open the door, his hands becoming visable, before they too disappeared. Fading away into the night, and the darkness.