218 - [Video]

[impure_tale]

It would appear that Lestat has left the barge. His cabin is empty, and my item no longer  responds to him.

To those of you that were especially hospitable to my wife while she was here, I --

[He's cut off by the sound of growling, and he glances somewhere offscreen.]

Renate? [His eyebrows raise, more firmly, so as to assert some form of command, get her attention. The growling continues.] Renate?

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[Spam]

[impure_tale]

[He shook his head.]

No. No wild animals in the CES. I've mostly been walking her ondeck lately because it's been warmer out there than in the enclosure.

[Spam]

[with_my_teacup]

She ain't gonna calm down. Can you move real slow, get me a sheet off your bed? I might be able to get her muzzled up.

[Spam]

[impure_tale]

[He started to back toward his bedroom, nearly stumbling on the steps there but he catches himself. Renate has by this point backed herself into a corner. as he pulls a sheet from the bed.]

[Spam]

[with_my_teacup]

[To keep Renate's focus on him, Riddick starts to speak, a low rumble of simple words similar to the Marquis' earlier-- he doesn't like drawing the attention but he knows he's faster than the warden.]

[Spam]

[impure_tale]

[He didn't seem to know what to do, as throwing the sheet to him, even bunched up, would draw her attention.]

[Spam]

[with_my_teacup]

Come over slowww.

[It's a soothing croon. He sticks his hand slowly out behind him, still watching the dog with singleminded focus.]

[Spam]

[impure_tale]

[He edged toward him, when it seemed Renate's attention was mostly on Riddick he allowed himself to take longer steps, but reaching to hand it to him, she broke into another long string of startling barks.]

[Spam]

[with_my_teacup]

[That same low croon.]

You maaaay want to get to the bedroom and shut the door.

[Spam]

[impure_tale]

[He thought he could make it there. Once again, backing slowly. Renate's head didn't follow him immediately. She wasn't completely focused, not that it seemed like her eyes were looking at anything at all.]

[Spam]

[with_my_teacup]

Renate, over here. Sound's coming from over here.

[No quiet way to rip a sheet, so Riddick jammed one end between his back teeth and used the leverage to rip a start.]

[Spam]

[impure_tale]

[It's enough to draw her. Confused, enraged, she lunges again]

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[with_my_teacup]

[His side-step is hampered by the sheet-- it fouls his feet long enough for her to sink her teeth into his leg, and he bites down on a cry of pain. The strip of sheet rips free and he throws her to her side like a calf being tied-- trying not to hurt her, but needing to get her restrained-- and kneels over her as he jerks his first makeshift restraint around her snapping muzzle.]