with_my_teacup

[Public - directly post-breach, before Chris's re-arrival]
[Riddick's comm feed shows his door]
NOPE. Fuck that. Fuck you. Fuck everyone.

[His hand comes into frame and slams a sign with some kind of adhesive onto the metal surface: It says FUCK OFF: WILL RETURN 9-27 1800. Then the feed cuts, except for people on-]

[Friends and family filter]
I had my brain rewritten and then I had it on the outside of my body and I can't do this right now. A'ight? I can't.

I've got it worked out with the admiral. However long I'm back there, I'll show back here in three days, a'ight? But I need to go someplace I understand and I gotta do it now.

Ned, Bea, need you to check on Selina while I'm gone.

Arthas, I'm opening the security on my room for you so you can check on my shit if you want. Or steal my things, fine, but I'm leaving the gravity traps up on the knives.

[OOC: And Riddick is off for a canon update. He will be back when it says on the tin. Or, you know, five years later by his frame of reference.]