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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92012-03-16 04:21 pm

Buy a Little Mercy [Open; Potentially Graphic Material]

Less than an hour after the ship leaves Agrestic's orbit, an announcement is broadcast throughout Stacy.

|| Attention, crew. Your crewmates, Howard Bassem and Charles Merriman, have been apprehended attempting to desert. They will now be given Punishment. According to established guidelines, you are all requested to report to the Observation to witness the Punishment. Attendance is not mandatory, but highly suggested. This will serve as a reminder of the consequences of treason and desertion. ||

On the observation deck, Archon Yavek, Archite Rekkti, two other Daligig and a handful of Kessek soldiers stand outside a spherical force field. Inside the bubble, Orc and Howard are suspended by tentacles looping around their wrists. Orc's ceased thrashing around and struggling against his restraints; rust-colored fissures have developed around his shoulders and forearms from the strain, but now he simply hangs there, looking defeated. Howard's nose is bleeding, and every time a drop falls to the bottom of the forcefield there's a small sizzle. He's weeping and begging the Daligig with every plea possible, but they act as if they aren't listening. Instead, they wait for an audience.
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[personal profile] zouichi 2012-03-17 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
Zouichi managed to bring up his arms quickly enough to provide some protection to his torso, but the blow to the back of his head was hard enough to make his vision flicker, knocking him off balance.

The blow to his shoulder knocked him halfway to the ground; the follow-up hit outright dislocated one of his knees. Angry red messages about the freshly torn ligaments were added to the injury list crawling through his vision, but Zouichi tried to get back up all the same.

Not Howard. He wasn't going to let this happen to --

When the tentacles injected him, he felt his limbs go slack. His vision seemed to be swimming in some kind of fog, but he was still conscious, still there. It would take his system time to figure out how to deal with the alien compound.