14 Jan 2006, 10:48
“So, Riddick, how does it feel to be outclassed by a little girl?”
“She put up a bigger fight than you did. We’re gettin paid more for her too, you must be losing your edge.”
Don’t have any names for these fuckers, they’re new to me. They’re going to regret busting my balls over this, when I get loose. They seem to have shut up a bit, though, after bringing her in. No more of that “little girl” shit. Two guys bitten. That chain handle took a chunk out of one merc’s face. No, don’t think I’ll hear any more “little girl” shit for a while.
Took that fucking bit out of my mouth at least. Mercs took another contract in the middle of this one, seems they only brought the one bit with them. Sure as fuck didn’t worry about padding it when they had me wearing it.
Going to be really something seeing them not mark her up before delivery. She’s a bit on the wild side. This could get interesting. All it takes is one thing to go wrong. I get the feeling they won’t be delivering me either. Just have to figure out how to take advantage.
It was going to be a nine day trip, delivering me. Plans have changed. They’re getting paid more for delivering her. A fucking insult, but I’ll take whatever edge I can get. A nine day trip just turned into three weeks.
Escaped slave, is what I hear. Who goes to all that trouble over a slave? For the kind of money they’re paying out for her return, they could just buy another one. Fuck, for the amount, they could buy quite a few. Must be something interesting. Seems she killed her last owner, and got loose.
Her contract passed to someone else. These mercs just can’t shut up. Not exactly discreet. The guy who owns her now wants her as some sort of fucking pet. Seems like a waste of a woman.
She doesn’t look like much. Maybe 5’5″ or so. Just a little thing, but looks strong. A mess of dark hair. I can see why someone would insist she not be marked up. Looks like she cleans up alright. Couldn’t really get a good look at her at first.
Put up a hell of a fight. I admire that. Timed it well too. Knows when to make a move. Not bad, considering she’s blindfolded and couldn’t see what she was doing. Kept testing those chains, looking for a weakness. She could be a hell of a lot of fun to watch, if she gets loose again.
Got her chained up across from me. Not exactly comfortable. They weren’t expecting two, I’m guessing. Even now, she’s testing the limits of those chains. I guess they must have tightened the bit, before forcing her to wear it again. It’s definitely to keep her from biting. Filed her canines to sharp points. Grinned at me around that bit.
Watch her as she goes quiet, listening for everything in the room. I move slightly. If it was anyone else, I doubt they would have heard it. She does, but doesn’t show it, other than a tiny tilt of her head. Tracking my scent. She doesn’t exactly smell like roses either.
Have us both chained up in a back hallway, about fifteen feet across. She’s directly in front of me. There’s a ring in the floor, right between us. Had me hooked to it when I first got in, to hose me off. If she gets the same treatment, and puts up anywhere near the same sort of fight she did before, then that will be where it goes wrong. Just have to wait.