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I love to fight. I never used to be any good at fighting, in fact, the mere thought of fighting with somebody scared me. But that was when I was weak Jack. When I became Kyra I got stronger. If you weren't a strong person in Crematoria, then you wouldnt last long. I had to learn to protect myself from those sex deprived guards and fighting was the only answer.
I used to like to travel, that was an intresting hobby. However, being transported on a Merc ship, with my mouth gagged and hands tied behind my back wasnt an intresting choice of travel.
Well, music isn't something I get to hear much. I hear alot of sounds, I try to use sound as one of my main senses.
I hear many things like "Come up here and give me some lovin" mainly from the guards. I listen to the desperate pleads and screams of most of the inmates at Crematoria. Sound is good because when I'm sitting on a Merc ship blindfolded, I might not be able to see what the Mercs are doing but I know exactly what they are saying. Riddicks voice is like music to my ears. his deep yet husky voice makes me shiver all over. And the sound of his heavy breathing. God its so relaxing knowing that he's right next to me yet I still have this uneasy feeling as if he's going to turn on me.
When we arrived at New Mecca, Imam had a large collection of books that could have taught me so much. But no I had to find Riddick, so there wasnt any time for books. Plus they didnt have many books when i got locked up in Crematoria, the only reading material was the scraps of newspaper that was meant to be used as toilet roll, how gross...