a. jailbreak. (closed to marakukaja) [ Something's going on. He can hear the monitors moving about and yelling outside the cell; seems like the rescuers finally stopped twiddling their thumbs and actually come to their aid. Took them long enough. But better late than never, he supposes, feeling a swell of relief in his chest.
He tries to rise to his feet, but every muscle in his body feel like they have lead weights attached to them; the past fifteen days have been unbearably long, and he's simply too exhausted and too sore to do anything but plop back down on the bed and wait for someone to come and get him out of this awful cell. ]
b. post-jailbreak. [ Fresh air has never felt so nice before, and he finds himself appreciating the view of the sky as he leaves the building. Still, he's pretty roughed up and is currently in need of some medical attention - come help a pleasant boy out, Jude.
After Jude has patched him up, he can be found looking at his ID card, staring at the flashing text for a long moment. ]
Truce and peaceful eviction, huh. [ He says with an edge of doubt to his voice; he's talking to himself, but it's loud enough for anyone close by to hear. After fifteen days of hell, he's not going to believe for a second that things will be okay. ]
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[ Something's going on. He can hear the monitors moving about and yelling outside the cell; seems like the rescuers finally stopped twiddling their thumbs and actually come to their aid. Took them long enough. But better late than never, he supposes, feeling a swell of relief in his chest.
He tries to rise to his feet, but every muscle in his body feel like they have lead weights attached to them; the past fifteen days have been unbearably long, and he's simply too exhausted and too sore to do anything but plop back down on the bed and wait for someone to come and get him out of this awful cell. ]
b. post-jailbreak.
[ Fresh air has never felt so nice before, and he finds himself appreciating the view of the sky as he leaves the building. Still, he's pretty roughed up and is currently in need of some medical attention - come help a pleasant boy out, Jude.
After Jude has patched him up, he can be found looking at his ID card, staring at the flashing text for a long moment. ]
Truce and peaceful eviction, huh. [ He says with an edge of doubt to his voice; he's talking to himself, but it's loud enough for anyone close by to hear. After fifteen days of hell, he's not going to believe for a second that things will be okay. ]