((Totally not a double post this time))
“F’the last time! I didn’ fuckin’ do it!†A voice yelled inthe dark of the prison cell, the night sky being black as ink and nothing but the street lanterns shining down on the Yellow Jacket standing in front of the bars. A scrawny Miqo’te crawled towards them, wrapping fingers around the cold, metallic prison he was trapped in. The scowl over his face was nothing short of hatred and contempt, staring up at the unblinking Midlander that stood watch. There they sat for a time, staring at each other until the Miqo’te sighed heavily. In defeat he slunk back into the depths of the dark cell, curling himself up in a tight ball until morning came.
Morning came, as usual; the sounds of the busy life of Aleport filled the twitchy ears of B’oakta. The usual slop of a morning breakfast was passed through the bars, each inmate there took their share and back to his corner he went. Hours upon hours had passed, certain sounds catching the Miqo’te’s attention. He knew that voice! Oh by the Twelve did he know that voice and did it ever strike fear into his heart. The Commander in charge of his case and the shrill tone of her voice cut through the crisp air.
“B’oakta, I’ve special news for you.†Though the voice soft and soothing, almost like a mother consoling her child, the striking figure of the Roegadyn woman did little to mask that, so much so that the Seeker tucked in the corner did little but lift his head and half-heartedly avoid eye contact. “You had visitor, two in fact. They were looking for you and your….brother?†Her tone dropped, in a questioning way to see if that word would spark a reaction from the male. When it did, the guards at her side brandished weapons faster than ever before, the Seeker slamming himself to the bars of the jail with teeth bared and lips pulled back in a tight snarl.
“YOU LEAVE HIM OUT OF THIS; HE’S NOT INVOLVED AT ALL. HE’S A GOOD KID.â€
“I’m sure of it B’oakta. But with his relation to a StormCaptain Iono leaves room to differ. We will be doing a mild investigation unless….†Arms folded and her eyes narrowed, the guards stepping back and up the ramp. Gently she reached a hand out, going to toy at the Miqo’te’s ears through the bars. “You tell us everything that happened back with the Sahagin and why they are trying to get at you still.â€
“I said everything that happened, ya just choosing tobelieve that thug over me. And like the hells I know why the fishes are comin’ for me. Prolly because I stopped them from doing much worse to that little girl?!â€
“Of course, of course,†A flick and the woman stepped back,shrugging wide shoulders and beginning to fix her hair before turning on her heels. “Then I won’t worry about your cares to how we go about asking him and get a bit of information.†No time was given to listen to any reply, any plea for her to leave B’ren alone and keep it between them. All that rang out from the air of Aleport was B’oakta screaming NO over and over, until he wore himself out and the other inmates.
Off in the distance, a group of Sahagin rallied together,eyes set dead on the Aleport prisons.
“F’the last time! I didn’ fuckin’ do it!†A voice yelled inthe dark of the prison cell, the night sky being black as ink and nothing but the street lanterns shining down on the Yellow Jacket standing in front of the bars. A scrawny Miqo’te crawled towards them, wrapping fingers around the cold, metallic prison he was trapped in. The scowl over his face was nothing short of hatred and contempt, staring up at the unblinking Midlander that stood watch. There they sat for a time, staring at each other until the Miqo’te sighed heavily. In defeat he slunk back into the depths of the dark cell, curling himself up in a tight ball until morning came.
Morning came, as usual; the sounds of the busy life of Aleport filled the twitchy ears of B’oakta. The usual slop of a morning breakfast was passed through the bars, each inmate there took their share and back to his corner he went. Hours upon hours had passed, certain sounds catching the Miqo’te’s attention. He knew that voice! Oh by the Twelve did he know that voice and did it ever strike fear into his heart. The Commander in charge of his case and the shrill tone of her voice cut through the crisp air.
“B’oakta, I’ve special news for you.†Though the voice soft and soothing, almost like a mother consoling her child, the striking figure of the Roegadyn woman did little to mask that, so much so that the Seeker tucked in the corner did little but lift his head and half-heartedly avoid eye contact. “You had visitor, two in fact. They were looking for you and your….brother?†Her tone dropped, in a questioning way to see if that word would spark a reaction from the male. When it did, the guards at her side brandished weapons faster than ever before, the Seeker slamming himself to the bars of the jail with teeth bared and lips pulled back in a tight snarl.
“YOU LEAVE HIM OUT OF THIS; HE’S NOT INVOLVED AT ALL. HE’S A GOOD KID.â€
“I’m sure of it B’oakta. But with his relation to a StormCaptain Iono leaves room to differ. We will be doing a mild investigation unless….†Arms folded and her eyes narrowed, the guards stepping back and up the ramp. Gently she reached a hand out, going to toy at the Miqo’te’s ears through the bars. “You tell us everything that happened back with the Sahagin and why they are trying to get at you still.â€
“I said everything that happened, ya just choosing tobelieve that thug over me. And like the hells I know why the fishes are comin’ for me. Prolly because I stopped them from doing much worse to that little girl?!â€
“Of course, of course,†A flick and the woman stepped back,shrugging wide shoulders and beginning to fix her hair before turning on her heels. “Then I won’t worry about your cares to how we go about asking him and get a bit of information.†No time was given to listen to any reply, any plea for her to leave B’ren alone and keep it between them. All that rang out from the air of Aleport was B’oakta screaming NO over and over, until he wore himself out and the other inmates.
Off in the distance, a group of Sahagin rallied together,eyes set dead on the Aleport prisons.
