His control wasn’t so easily won then. There weren’t a lot of things that could make Riddick irrational and angry, but Fry dying was one of those. She shouldn’t have died, not for him and not for anyone. Things out of his control usually didn’t bother him, he found a way to make events work to his advantage, or got out of the way and watched things implode. Carolyn wasn’t like that, and neither was Kyra.
“Like I said, find me if you need me.” No answer to his question, his voice so low as to be little more than a rumble. Riddick stalked away from her, not willing to take his anger out on her, not willing to scream that she shouldn’t have died and that he hadn’t been able to save Kyra either.
Stay away from Fry, he told himself, knowing that he wouldn’t. He’d follow her, make sure she was safe here. Just next time he wouldn’t be seen.
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Date: 2013-02-26 11:40 pm (UTC)“Like I said, find me if you need me.” No answer to his question, his voice so low as to be little more than a rumble. Riddick stalked away from her, not willing to take his anger out on her, not willing to scream that she shouldn’t have died and that he hadn’t been able to save Kyra either.
Stay away from Fry, he told himself, knowing that he wouldn’t. He’d follow her, make sure she was safe here. Just next time he wouldn’t be seen.