Prisoner
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Thread Topic: Prisoner
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(I meant -- Mmm...)
(I know, he's s'pose to be in a camp, BUT FTW)
Nacht looked forward seeing a small fighter plane soaring down, almost straight to the ground with a huge, elongated black, fluffy tail of smoke. "Blue Dog down! I repeat, Blue Dog down!" Nacht communicated over a small hand-radio in the cock-pit of his Green Dog. Giving a small cheer, he was glad he had won yet another victory.
Looking over the plains below him, it was much better described as a swamp, being soaked, mushy and many deep ponds. Nacht sighed. Chances are, he wasn't done. -
Pain. That was the first thing that registered as he opens his eyes. He remembered going down...over German territory. He groaned softly, and his eyes snapped open in fear as he heard the harsh German voices above him. He suddenly cried out in pain as the soldiers yanked him to his feet. One of his arms was throbbing, bent at an awkward angle.
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Nacht continued to fly over-head, doing a quick, shaky barrel roll in victory. Suddenly, his radio cracked to life, which made Nacht awkwardly jump.
"S - Sir?" Nacht weakly asked.
"Report to Field Base 012, Corporal." A captain on the other end said in heavy German.
"Will do." Nacht replied like-wise.
Pushing the ends of his controlling 'sticks' to the left, his plane began to tilt it's wings until either of it's wing's ends were facing up and bottom. Tilting his sticks back to the right, the plane slowly twirled back to a level descent. -
"Where are we going? W-Where are you taking me?" He asked shakily, but it was obvious the soldiers spoke no English. He saw something come into view and felt his stomach stink. A camp...a German encampment. "No..." He felt tears sting his eyes and he lowered his head as the soldiers dragged him into the camp.
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Slowly decelerating, Nacht neared a Prime German Encampment. Even though he was still high up, he could see the tiny figures of a group of people. Slowly gliding down in a whirl-wind like formation, he touched the ground and released a level, turning off the engine.
"Oh, thank god that loud mongrel's quiet..." Nacht smirked to him-self. -
A cell...they'd through him in a cell and it would all be over. He tried to reassure himself, but it wasn't doing much good. His level of panic doubled as he was dragged completely past the cell blocks, towards a building seperated from the rest. The soldiers shouted again, the language sounded harsh and angry, but they were grinning in a way that made Michael tremble.
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(Drops dead because you finally arrive)
Unlocking the door out of his plane, Nacht jingled his keys a bit and then stuffed them in-to his left pocket again. Unraveling the scarf, he walked towards the large encampment. The group he saw from before had headed in-to the cells building. -
Sorry, I fell asleep last night n I've been out all day...)
They finally released him, shoving him to the floor. The room itself was stark white and conpletley bare- save for a frightening arrangement of weapons that hung in the wall. The Germans grinned, muttering to each other as they looked down at Michael. One of them twirled a knife in his fingers. -
Curious, Nacht followed the group and pushed open the heavy doors separating the inner workings of the cells and the out-side. He knew he wasn't supposed to go past the stairs leading down-wards, but he his curiosity was piqued. Carefully, he tip-toed towards the small group.
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(*Bruh*)
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(... Derp)
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('Ello)
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