A holding cell on battleship Fez

[Veygaar]

His neck stretched forwards, leaning in, peering at the sulking body

Well there... miss, now you get to see what it's like to be a worthless traitor, rotting in a cell... Heh...

he began pacing back and forth

You know if felt good to finally shoot you down. It did... Beating you senseless once I beamed your pod in... better to avoid any sort of "struggle" you may have wanted to put up. I even got a few extra shots in once we touched down, you were... still unconscious. Hurts doesn't it. He smiled as Baila slowly cringed at the open wounds covering her face. Whores... they're all the same when you really boil down to it, they all scream when they know their run is up, when they've nothing left to give, and no one -really- wants them. You face was just like any others when I caught you... You knew it, you felt it... you're worthlessness.

he stops mid stride, his head twitching from old age

You see that's the problem with this younger generation... The self degeneration. Paring up with any disgusting human waste for some frivolous dream of -love- and -desire- that is really just your uncontrollable whorish nature!

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But don't worry little whore, old Santi' made sure to put an end to your little dream... And I'm sure your little "Peaches" is getting all worked up and ready to set sail to save your... worthless self. But... he looks at her, a grin of almost pure delight it's alright, he's next.

Good bye whore.

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