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" You want cheese? Maybe some wine? A bit of pillow talk? " A sharp kick to the jaw. " My shoe's made of leather. You can keep it up and I'll feed you that. They said you gotta' stay alive, not keep your teeth. " He does dab his finger across the top of his heel. A bit of crimson, it touches his tongue and he practically hisses. " Dunno' what it is with you, Riddick. But you taste fuckin' vile. " He licks around the singed flesh on his lips. It heals quickly. Nate absent mindedly drops his gruel on the plate, and it rises to meet Riddick's face. " Eat, killer. I need you big n' strong. "

Nate shakes the manila folder, a finger guides it open, revealing the face of the man who they're here to repossess their stolen little goods from. " Balthazar, necromancer, fake name, actually Emrich of Nazareth, over four hundred years old, back from the grave after Crusaders put his ass in the dirt back in the 2nd march, had a backup, took 'em a while to reform, probably batshit scared of phones,. . " A lot of this wasn't on the Chantry's data, but it just goes to show, he can dig. [ cont from here / @cxncordia ]

❛  i’d  be  insane  to  turn  down  someone  as  beautiful  as  you,    𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚 .    smash  . . . . .    𝒊𝒇  𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆  𝒖𝒑  𝒇𝒐𝒓  𝒕𝒉𝒆  𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆.     ❜

❛   oh ,     if  we  haven’t  had  enough  fun  already.    you’ll  always  be  a      𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒉    in  my  book ,    dear.    ❜