InsaneJournal

Who: Riddick and Vaako
What: Riddick finally comes back to their room after running the other night
When: Mid morning
Where: Back in their room now that he has come back.
Rating: Hi. Yes this is Riddick so PG-13 for strong language at least.
Status: complete

Riddick wasn’t sure how much time had passed. How long had it been since he left his room in pain, embarrassed because he was showing weakness? How long had it been since he found this little shack off to the side back away from the beach and tide, being beaten by the hurricane but still standing? Riddick had no clue. He had taken refuge there when he decided he couldn’t return to his room in this shape. He had needed to get away from Vaako. For some odd reason it was only adding to the pain.

He didn’t understand it. As he laid there on the ground of the shack, shivering from the rain and wet clothing sticking to his body, Riddick tried hard to piece this together. The last time he had felt the glowing print at its peak, it didn’t hurt. It just released a deep, dark, thick rage from deep within him. He felt weak afterwards but no pain. Not before, not during and certainly not afterwards. He had seen the affects, the devastation this caused. It was a powerful tool and dangerous. It had killed everyone around him within a few hundred feet and knocked the others even far away on the ash and lava covered mountain on their asses. Which is why he tried hard to control this, not let it consume him. Not let it loose.

But a few nights ago, he felt it, just in a different way. It wasn’t bursting to be released outwardly, but eating him from the inside. The pain was far too much to bare and it hurt even more when the Necro was near him and it seemed to rip his heart out still beating when Vaako was close enough to touch and be touched. Part of him wanted to pull him close to see if he could make the pain stop, and the other part wanted to push him as far away as possible to make the pain go away.

All night and all day yesterday, the Furyan tried his best to figure out just what in the hell was going on. And it only caused him to hurt more. The rain and storm were still raging outside through out the day matching his mood. The print was still glowing though the pain now was a dull, low throb. Constant , but better than it had been before. He believed in his weakened state, he would get sick. He was cold, his clothing still damp and the cold and chill had reached deep down within his bones. Perhaps now he could make it back to his room, and hopefully Vaako would be reading or something in the library.

Forcing himself to move, making his bones and legs work, he made his way across the beach back to the building with his room. He noted the weather had changed so perhaps later if he felt up to it he would take a walk and further explore this new planet though It was the same that had taken him. It just looked different. He hurried back to his room not wanting to run into anyone.

Opening the door and slipping inside, Riddick quickly adjusted to the darkness and looked around, noting Vaako was still asleep. He figured it must be at least mid morning if not a little later. Quietly, not wanting to wake his sleeping roommate, and ignoring the pain that was now racking his body once more. He winced with every step he took, grabbing some clothing, clean and dry and headed toward the bathroom.

Starting the shower, the water as hot as possible, Riddick stepped in and tried to let the water soothe him, warm his weary bones and body. He tried not to think or to focus on the pain. But it was honestly a bit much even for someone like him. Figures this would be the one damn thing he couldn’t heal. Grumbling now at his misfortune, Riddick waited until the water had turned cold, got out of the shower, dried off and quickly got changed. He was feeling a little bit stronger now despite it all. He made sure to put on a t-shirt and sweatshirt to cover the glow that had become stronger and he tried to hide his pain. Maybe he would get lucky and Vakko had left during his shower.