Post by KIAH 'AZRAEL' BAYU on Dec 20, 2013 15:10:56 GMT -5
music: DOPE ∞ amneZia
words: 0530
notes: This is set after the.. escapade.
credits: Template by PerfectFallacy[/ul][/blockquote][/div]
no dope it's no effect it's madness
My crippled toys remind me of home; I can't hear the voices any more
It was rough. She was thrown on the ground, her sounds like snarls. She snapped her jagged teeth at the guard closest to her, even as he pinned her further; the already minimal clothing was not protecting her from the cold, hard ground, as the guards struggled to keep the Great White down. With a snap, they set the mouth guard, the brave soul almost not making it without fingers, and then snapped the cuffs painfully, extending and stretching her fingers even. The Urakata let out a whelp of pain; lucky for her, her buddy had been bought off early. That meant only the blueish white girl was faced with the aggravation and anger of the guards. How many had they mowed down on their way out? Who knew. But it was enough.
The girl was roughly yanked by the hair, and she bucked down again, her body stopping her movements, and pulling away from the guard. She moved, trying to slip out; but was caught again. The guards then decided to beat her at this point; the electric batons rained on her body, as the former terrorist wanted to let out a laugh. Fuck this was entirely amusing in it's own right, as they had to gang up on lil'ole her to actually get somewhere. What pathetic creatures; how dared they think they were the best out there? Pathetic, and they didn't even understand it; her friends, the group that raised her, family, was weak too; but they understood that, and weren't afraid to ask for help.
They didn't treat her like a princess just 'cuz. She had earned that right, by fighting, and by being stronger, and they liked that. They valued that. But the rest.. well they just wanted to put down any threat to their power. The rather intelligent shark felt another laugh bubble out of her, as the guards kept moving their sticks, the electricity painful through her body; mind searing pain. That didn't matter; she was superior, as the girl felt her body dragged. She was half-concious, but she heard snaps. The girl's eyes shot open, the pink-red orbs staring, as she saw the guards snapping some restraints.. to do one thing to the girl's body. Her pulse became faster. And then she couldn't move.
Azrael barely remembers how it was like when she couldn't move; she just knew she'd scream and try to trash, and try to break it, and she felt tired and sore. Her world had become black, so much harder to even understand what had happened in that small amount of time. Or large? She couldn't tell, but the feeling of the restraints being released made her content. Collapsing, the girl was shaking, her eyes roaming, as if trying to understand what who, and whatever. The girl let out a low whine, as she shook spasmodically, unable to really feel herself. She was lost in the terror for a time, and thus coming back to humanity, to life, was disturbing in a way. It felt like she was dying.
And maybe some part of her was, as she looked to see why they had finally released her from that torture.
The girl was roughly yanked by the hair, and she bucked down again, her body stopping her movements, and pulling away from the guard. She moved, trying to slip out; but was caught again. The guards then decided to beat her at this point; the electric batons rained on her body, as the former terrorist wanted to let out a laugh. Fuck this was entirely amusing in it's own right, as they had to gang up on lil'ole her to actually get somewhere. What pathetic creatures; how dared they think they were the best out there? Pathetic, and they didn't even understand it; her friends, the group that raised her, family, was weak too; but they understood that, and weren't afraid to ask for help.
They didn't treat her like a princess just 'cuz. She had earned that right, by fighting, and by being stronger, and they liked that. They valued that. But the rest.. well they just wanted to put down any threat to their power. The rather intelligent shark felt another laugh bubble out of her, as the guards kept moving their sticks, the electricity painful through her body; mind searing pain. That didn't matter; she was superior, as the girl felt her body dragged. She was half-concious, but she heard snaps. The girl's eyes shot open, the pink-red orbs staring, as she saw the guards snapping some restraints.. to do one thing to the girl's body. Her pulse became faster. And then she couldn't move.
Azrael barely remembers how it was like when she couldn't move; she just knew she'd scream and try to trash, and try to break it, and she felt tired and sore. Her world had become black, so much harder to even understand what had happened in that small amount of time. Or large? She couldn't tell, but the feeling of the restraints being released made her content. Collapsing, the girl was shaking, her eyes roaming, as if trying to understand what who, and whatever. The girl let out a low whine, as she shook spasmodically, unable to really feel herself. She was lost in the terror for a time, and thus coming back to humanity, to life, was disturbing in a way. It felt like she was dying.
And maybe some part of her was, as she looked to see why they had finally released her from that torture.
