𝑅𝑦𝑘𝑒𝑟 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑡𝑡

' heard of the name, never put a face to the name until now.'

He speaks, glancing her way nodding.

He frowns nodding, looking towards the kitchen to grab a drink undressing as he went putting his own clothes in the dryer. He was in a sour mood due to recent events.

' yeah sure...' He spent his life fighting why not continue the trend.

He sucks in a deep breath, stretching his limbs out, hands glowing with mystical energy.

' Thanks, who exactly are you? Where are we?'

He groans, rolling his eyes as she healed him. Ryker was never the one to want to accept help.

' I heal fast, but thanks.'

His eyebrow perks at the sudden change of tone.

' fine, just get me out of this and get the cuffs off... stupid fucking space pirates kidnapping me for no reason!'

His eyes narrowed, jaw clenched in agitation eyes flashing.

' if I didn't have power suppressing cuffs on this would be a whole different fucking story... find what do you want?'