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Tweak says, "i think i just puked!"

Riddick (r_b_riddick) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-07-26 21:32:00

Current mood:	angry
Entry tags:	complete, day 9, mamoru chiba, richard riddick, tuxedo mask

Who: Riddick and OTA
What: Riddick is pissed and looks for a fight?
When: in the early evening
Where: The fitness center
Rating: Heh right off ,PG13 for language and violence!
Status:Complete

Riddick was very much aware that his new roomie was not there and also aware that Vaako did not approve of the fact that Riddick kept the place dark. But he didn't care really.He didn't even want Vaako sharing a damn room with him but what choice did he have?

What was even odder was the strange and weird emotions the other man brought up in the Furyan not to mention the fact that he made Riddick all confused. And even more the fact that Riddick was actually worried about the Necro's well being. He could not lie to himself and say it was because he wanted to hurt himself because he actually felt something almost akin to guilt for what he had done to Vaako yesterday. And the more he thought the more pissed he became.

Growling, Riddick finally had enough. Sure he could work out in his room but being here reminded him of vaako and he needed to get away. He grabbed a bag with some clothes in it and his glasses and headed out. He didn't mind the rain as it soaked him heading toward the main building. He needed to do something to get out this anger right now. Luckily he found a gym and no one was around so he entered it.

Quickly changing Riddick dimmed the lights so he could go without his glasses and found a bag near by. So using bared fists, Riddick began to take his anger and aggression out on the nearby punching bag. He kept punching, his knuckles raw and beginning to crack. It was only helping him a little.

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prince_endymion
2008-07-26 08:47 pm UTC (link)

It had been a full day since he had left the woman he knew as Princess Neptune, and he was still infuriated by it. Because he hadn't had... well, whatever the big traumatic experience she kept alluding to... he must have never known suffering, or sacrifice? And he was nothing but a mere guardian to Princess Serenity? No, the sting of those words had not faded, and he knew it was worse because the girl Michiru was from his own world. A pure stranger could have had any opinion they liked about him, and he wouldn't have cared. Her, though, it was different.

Still, he did need to get over it, and he knew it. Whenever he was really annoyed, there were always two things that worked. If one of them failed him, the other would be his salvation. Reading, studying, hadn't calmed him down. So he'd made his way to the gym, knowing that atheletic activity would always work. Though he was in a bad temper, no one seeing him walk into the place would have guessed it. He appeared just as calm and stoic as ever.

Quickly, he changed into the sportwear the planet had so thoughtfully provided for him, and looked around at the well equipped gym. He whistled softly, impressed. Much better than his gym back in Tokyo. With a sudden burst of activity, the young man attacked a punching bag with a fury that seemed quite out of place on his normally controlled, steady face. Again and again, his fists rained down on the punching bag.

It didn't make him feel much better. After all, the bag didn't attack back. It was no challenge. Her words A guardian before a fighter came into his head, mocking him. He felt like he was proving her right. If he had someone to spar with, that would be ideal. He had some anger to work out.

Of course, he mused to himself as he attacked the punching bag over and over, it would have to be someone strong, or they would have no chance. And, since he wasn't much of one to pick a fight, at leat not a physical one, it would have to be someone much more forthcoming about that sort of thing, and just as enraged as he was. There was another person using the gym, but he paid no attention to them, and stayed well away. He was in no mood to chat.

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r_b_riddick
2008-07-26 09:19 pm UTC (link)

Riddick growled as he realized a little too late that he was not alone. And that seemed to not improve his mood at all.he punched at the bag until his knuckles began to bleed. He still didn't stop just yet.But eventually he did and pulled back, flexing his busted knuckles and loving the pain that went through him at the action. He moved away to watch whoever else was in here with him.

It was someone he had not seen before, which he wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not to be honest. He just wanted to be alone to get lost and pissed in his confusion at Vaako being here and all the shit that came with it.

Suddenly Riddick eyed the other person with such intensity that it scared him. The man looked to be in good shape and he could probably take himself.Good because Riddick was looking for a fight and well this person was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He moved with such a quickness that would surprise many with his size. He was behind this man in just a few seconds, glaring and stalking around him like a lion stalking his prey. No,he normally didn't pick fights but well he was so lost in anger that he wasn't thinking straight.

"You can beat a bag but can you handle yourself in a real fight?" He asked in a mocking and rageful tone as he looked at the other man waiting for an answer.