Post-It: ETD 00:02am

[maced_eggs]

[Sitting in someone else's cabin wearing someone else's stolen leather pants is Mason, playing with a stolen mess hall fork. Either he can't remember where he lives or he just straight up has difficulty caring]

So wait.



I'm a pris'ner.


But I don't have to work.

And I get free food and my own bed.

And no one's fuckin' yelling at me to pay rent. An' I'm basically on a cruise line with a spa and a pool and pretty girls.


Honestly, I'm struggling to find a downside. Isreally hard.

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[maced_eggs]

The fork is...going on?


[Mason rubs at his eyes, whimpering at the sight of Riddick]

Go. Jus' go! Jus' take whatever you want an' fuck off!

[with_my_teacup]

That's the plan.

Mmm, fork number two. Aaand three.

Any more silverware under the bed? Flatware in the closet?

[maced_eggs]

[Look at his face. His pathetic, dumb face as you raid his stolen stash]

Hang on....hang on, you're the guy! Goggle-boy! From the fuckin' comm!

[with_my_teacup]

Aww, who's finally joined the party?

I'll be out in a minute.

[maced_eggs]

What are you doing, Goggle-boy? Hang on, those are my forks! I found them!

[Nope, fear is giving way to indignant huffiness, as Mason gets up and goes to poke after Riddick]

Oy! Piss off!

[with_my_teacup]

Mmmmm. No. Fork number... Five. [He smiles at Mason.]

You can go back to bed.

[maced_eggs]

I'm not going to sleep when you're pilfering my pilfered fucking forks!

[Nope, now he's going to make a tentative grab at them, wary about touching Riddick but wanting to keep his stolen things]

[with_my_teacup]

[He catches Mason's hand, too fast but very gently. He puts it back down at Mason's side .]

I'm repilfering.

[Smile?]

[maced_eggs]

[Caught, all the fight ebbs out of him. Mason sits back on his heels, distressed but obedient]


...Yeah, all right.

[with_my_teacup]

[Riddick tosses his things like an expert, raises an eyebrow at a few things he recognizes, but takes only kitchen property and anything that belongs to one of his.]

All done. Nighty night.

[maced_eggs]

[crawling shamefully back into bed, Mason stares at Riddick before he pulls the blanket up over his head]

I don't understand this fuckin' place. Not one bit.