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[[Sorry this is a little late, had school issues in the morning.]]
*A bright light finally shines right into strained optical nerves as the final straps are put into place. A severely beaten down Gareki is on that table of doom. His gun is not within reach and it appears that the guards already roughed the kid up a bit more than needed. Guards are posted outside of the room that only has one spot light and finally two men robed in surgical gowns and masks walk in with clip boards. To make the area more intimidating, there are random lights illuminating tools of torture and surgery.*
You do know that resisting the soldiers like that only causes more trouble, you know that, right?
*A bright light finally shines right into strained optical nerves as the final straps are put into place. A severely beaten down Gareki is on that table of doom. His gun is not within reach and it appears that the guards already roughed the kid up a bit more than needed. Guards are posted outside of the room that only has one spot light and finally two men robed in surgical gowns and masks walk in with clip boards. To make the area more intimidating, there are random lights illuminating tools of torture and surgery.*
You do know that resisting the soldiers like that only causes more trouble, you know that, right?