It isn't sure how long it's been stuck here.
Hours? Days? Weeks? It doesn't know.
The restraints are chafing the soft skin on the inside of its wrist, where the thick bone armour isn't protecting it. This shouldn't be happening. Being taken alive by the enemy was not an option. Ever. But it's not as though it had had a choice.
One moment, it had fallen asleep on a stretcher, sedated by kett scientists. The next, it had woken up here. In the same restraints it is still wrapped up in now. There's no moving, save for the occasional feeding and the way to the restrooms, presumably to save them time and energy cleaning up if they left it to make a mess.
It can only assume that either they aren't sure what to do with it yet, or the time for whatever they had planned hadn't come yet. Grinding its teeth frustratedly, it tries to stretch its toes or fingers at least, but no can do. The most it can do is flex and release muscles. Apart from that, it's stuck with its own thoughts. Thoughts, and memories. Memories it wishes it didn't have.
Memories of the time before the exaltation. Why did they have to come back? Life had been so simple as a kett until then. Follow orders. Keep yourself alive, unless ordered otherwise. Simple. It almost scoffs, but it's dangerous to show any sort of reaction to anything. They are most likely watching, if nothing else.
They? They are your people.
Were. They'd kill me if they didn't have a good reason to keep me alive. And I wish they would.
You don't think they'd understand?
I wouldn't, either. I'm not sure I'd even have listened.
A female angara steps into the room, the gaze she gives it filled with disgust. Its eyes follow her, and even though it can't see what she's doing, it feels the sharp pain in its neck before falling back into a deep slumber.
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I spent all day today workin on a kett OC and wrote about 3k words because who knows why ノ┬─┬ノ ︵ ( \o°o)\
So I made a quick doodle to accompany the sort of "prologue" of what I wrote. Don't feel obligated to read it ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ I haven't published any of my writing in two years or so
Hours? Days? Weeks? It doesn't know.
The restraints are chafing the soft skin on the inside of its wrist, where the thick bone armour isn't protecting it. This shouldn't be happening. Being taken alive by the enemy was not an option. Ever. But it's not as though it had had a choice.
One moment, it had fallen asleep on a stretcher, sedated by kett scientists. The next, it had woken up here. In the same restraints it is still wrapped up in now. There's no moving, save for the occasional feeding and the way to the restrooms, presumably to save them time and energy cleaning up if they left it to make a mess.
It can only assume that either they aren't sure what to do with it yet, or the time for whatever they had planned hadn't come yet. Grinding its teeth frustratedly, it tries to stretch its toes or fingers at least, but no can do. The most it can do is flex and release muscles. Apart from that, it's stuck with its own thoughts. Thoughts, and memories. Memories it wishes it didn't have.
Memories of the time before the exaltation. Why did they have to come back? Life had been so simple as a kett until then. Follow orders. Keep yourself alive, unless ordered otherwise. Simple. It almost scoffs, but it's dangerous to show any sort of reaction to anything. They are most likely watching, if nothing else.
They? They are your people.
Were. They'd kill me if they didn't have a good reason to keep me alive. And I wish they would.
You don't think they'd understand?
I wouldn't, either. I'm not sure I'd even have listened.
A female angara steps into the room, the gaze she gives it filled with disgust. Its eyes follow her, and even though it can't see what she's doing, it feels the sharp pain in its neck before falling back into a deep slumber.
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I spent all day today workin on a kett OC and wrote about 3k words because who knows why ノ┬─┬ノ ︵ ( \o°o)\
So I made a quick doodle to accompany the sort of "prologue" of what I wrote. Don't feel obligated to read it ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ I haven't published any of my writing in two years or so
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