01-05-2018, 12:00 AM
★★★ After a hard day of being nothing but a lowly prisoner, the only couple of guards who gave him trouble had been on duty much earlier-- and, unfortunately for him, they were returning for an evening shift. Laughing to each other, the two NPC guards were sure to jeer at the damaged Prey, who sunk even lower against the dirt and grass as he did his best to ignore the insults. He knew from last time that shifts only lasted an hour or two, so he wouldn't have to deal with these guys for too long. And, yet, he did not have the courage to ask them to please leave him alone. He was their prisoner, and they could bully him as much as they wanted.
Though, as usual, the food was not that bad, considering it was likely the remains of someone else's dinner. It was better than eating dirt and grass, as he'd been having to do on and off for the past couple of months. It was going to be tough to stay somewhat sane throughout his time as a captive, especially considering what kinds of interrogation he'd certainly be in for during the next few days. This was only his first day here, and he was feeling worse than that night they caught him eating what was likely a friend of their's.
Wires jutting out around his fur, Prey simply accepted the fate that he would remain broken and damaged for a long time. Perhaps, even, he was simply damaged beyond repair. Especially if guards like these continued having their fun and breaking what remained of his functional machinery.
Though, as usual, the food was not that bad, considering it was likely the remains of someone else's dinner. It was better than eating dirt and grass, as he'd been having to do on and off for the past couple of months. It was going to be tough to stay somewhat sane throughout his time as a captive, especially considering what kinds of interrogation he'd certainly be in for during the next few days. This was only his first day here, and he was feeling worse than that night they caught him eating what was likely a friend of their's.
Wires jutting out around his fur, Prey simply accepted the fate that he would remain broken and damaged for a long time. Perhaps, even, he was simply damaged beyond repair. Especially if guards like these continued having their fun and breaking what remained of his functional machinery.
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