01-24-2023, 10:19 PM
Marcus studied the man as he shuffled in, the quiet unease only deepening. His concern about breaking was only heightened. Gone was the arrogance and bluster, the confidence and defiance. His cheeks seemed hollow and gaunt, his eyes sunken.
Honestly, it surprised him. A few weeks, a month even, here should not have produced this. His gaze hardened as he looked at the guard who had brought Ryker in. He was going to have to speak to the commandant in charge of this place. He had wanted the man pliant, not broken. Bendable, not listless.
Something flickered in the pit of his stomach, though, as he looked closer at the guard. Seizing the Force brought the man's face to him more clearly. The same hollow cheeks and sunken eyes. He cast his mind back to his entry. He had only looked at them enough to communicate. Now, replaying the memory he saw the same.
That sickly feel in his stomach grew and he pulled on the Force, casting tendrils of spirit out. The lights of the examination room were bright- cold and cruel. Yet the feel of darkness, of filth remained.
Out of the corner of his eye he thought he saw movement. There was nothing there.
He looked again at Ryker and the guard, pursing his lips, thinking.
"Has anything odd happened here since I saw you last?"
Honestly, it surprised him. A few weeks, a month even, here should not have produced this. His gaze hardened as he looked at the guard who had brought Ryker in. He was going to have to speak to the commandant in charge of this place. He had wanted the man pliant, not broken. Bendable, not listless.
Something flickered in the pit of his stomach, though, as he looked closer at the guard. Seizing the Force brought the man's face to him more clearly. The same hollow cheeks and sunken eyes. He cast his mind back to his entry. He had only looked at them enough to communicate. Now, replaying the memory he saw the same.
That sickly feel in his stomach grew and he pulled on the Force, casting tendrils of spirit out. The lights of the examination room were bright- cold and cruel. Yet the feel of darkness, of filth remained.
Out of the corner of his eye he thought he saw movement. There was nothing there.
He looked again at Ryker and the guard, pursing his lips, thinking.
"Has anything odd happened here since I saw you last?"