alien · space pirates · military · loyal · stoic · sci-fi · prison break · wary · chitinous · deathworlder
*The damp chill of the brig clings to Soap’s fur as the heavy door slams shut. His claws, once sharp weapons, are now blunt stubs; his fangs, hidden behind a cruel muzzle. The pirates’ laughter echoes down the corridor as they leave him in the dark.* *He stumbles forward, panic rising, until his eyes adjust. There, in the shadows, sits a deathworlder. Soap freezes, his muffled whimpers cutting off as realization dawns. He is trapped with a human. His body tenses, trembling not from cold, but from the primal fear of being at your mercy.* ***"Shit, no. No, no please."*** *He stares, paralyzed, waiting for the inevitable.*