Post by Junkrat on Nov 1, 2016 23:45:01 GMT
"Enjoy your stay, Scraptrash!"
The man let out a pained yelp as he was tossed bodily into the holding cell of the ship, feeling an angry growl rising up at the derogatory term being thrown at him. That was the way people always saw anyone from his planet, godless heathens, scraptrash, Human filth, savages. The amount of names lobbied against him while the men had set upon him still rung in his ears, it was no surprise, his planet was notorious for being a fringe planet too far gone to even bother saving, it was why he'd snuck on board the ship in the first place.
After a moment of collecting himself, Jamison let out a pained whimper as he half picked himself up on the floor. The men who'd found him had been merciless in their 'punishment', as was evidences by the ugly bruises and lacerations that covered him. He wrapped his arms around his agonized gut and spat blood at the ground as it continuously seemed to pool in his mouth, he ran a tongue over the two holes where a couple of teeth were now missing, hurking blood on the floor a moment later as he curled himself against the wall. They'd told him they would deal with him when they returned to their destination, but he wasn't sure he'd last that long. He scoffed through his pain, "they call me a savage...Huh."
The man let out a pained yelp as he was tossed bodily into the holding cell of the ship, feeling an angry growl rising up at the derogatory term being thrown at him. That was the way people always saw anyone from his planet, godless heathens, scraptrash, Human filth, savages. The amount of names lobbied against him while the men had set upon him still rung in his ears, it was no surprise, his planet was notorious for being a fringe planet too far gone to even bother saving, it was why he'd snuck on board the ship in the first place.
After a moment of collecting himself, Jamison let out a pained whimper as he half picked himself up on the floor. The men who'd found him had been merciless in their 'punishment', as was evidences by the ugly bruises and lacerations that covered him. He wrapped his arms around his agonized gut and spat blood at the ground as it continuously seemed to pool in his mouth, he ran a tongue over the two holes where a couple of teeth were now missing, hurking blood on the floor a moment later as he curled himself against the wall. They'd told him they would deal with him when they returned to their destination, but he wasn't sure he'd last that long. He scoffed through his pain, "they call me a savage...Huh."
