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"So, how are you feeling today Mr. Shobu?" A woman asked, grinning sadistically on the other side of a set of bars, separating her from the man inside the prison cell.
The man inside the bars, Shobu, coughed up blood as he stared at the woman, emotionless.
He was a mess, bleeding all over, with dried blood clots already forming around his barely covered body, all he had to wear was a pair of ragged shorts.
All in all however, Shobu was a decently fit man, even if he wasn't very big, standing at just five feet nine inches, about a medium height if he says so himself, he had a very firm six pack that accompanied him, and his spiky white hair that went down nearly to his shoulders, added with a set of gleaming winter white eyes which glared at the woman on the other side of the cell.
Shobu grinned bloodily as he spat blood across the cell. "Sorry, but I'm still feeling fine." He rasped out, his voice sore from not using it so much in the past, what, month?
The woman's grin disappeared as the blood landed on her shoe, and she sighed as she stood up straight, writing something in her notebook.
A loud scream was let out near a girl with straight, dark long hair who was chained up to the ceiling by her wrists, her ankles chained to the ground as she was suspended in the air, completely nude.
Surprisingly, it wasn't the girl who was chained up who was screaming, but rather another girl, in a prim and proper fancy spring dress, with blond curly hair, repeatedly hitting the dark haired girl with a whip.
The woman walked away as she smiled to the blond haired girl. "Don't lose your head Aria dearie, she'll start screaming eventually." She assured to the girl, exiting the prison like place through a door.
Shobu smirked as he looked over to the black haired girl, who remained stubbornly quiet even if she was hit repeatedly with the whip, only letting out the occasional grunt or pained groan.
The blond woman was once more growing irritated as she threw the whip at the ground, angrily marching off and exiting the room. "Why won't she scream!?" She asked herself on the way out.
Shobu winced as he slightly fell forward onto his arms, crawling over to the cell bars.
He grabbed a knife he had hidden under the ragged blanket in his cell, and like he had been doing for nearly a week now, started to cut at one of the bars, he had already managed to cut through one side of one of the bars, he just needed to finish up the other side so that he could slip the bar out and escape.
"Hey." Another boy's voice said, it coughed, and Shobu froze as he looked to his right, finding a boy about the same age as the girl who looked much worse than himself crawling up to the bars. "Sayo? Are you okay?" He asked desperately.
The girl who was chained up lifted her head, her face now visible, having been covered by the shadows of night, and barely lit torches on the walls of the prison.
Her eyes were devoid of anything, but she still sent a small smile to her friend, despite the pain it caused her, it was nothing compared to the pain of the actual whip itself. "Ieyasu, I'm fine, thank you." She responded, wincing at her own words.
Shobu said nothing as he silently continued his task, while listening to the two's discussion.
"Hey, do you think Tatsumi is doing okay?" Ieyasu asked, looking down with a small smile.
Sayo smiled as well. "As long as he doesn't come here, he'll be just fine, we both know how strong that knucklehead is." She responded.
"Yeah." Ieyasu said quietly.
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Don't Die, Revolution!
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