A man who was suffering under the inhuman treatment of monsters who were willing to mess around with them for the sake of their own selfish gain.
At the mouthing of those words, Yuugi turned his head, but he couldn't help but hear Kaiba's retching and the splash of emesis against the floor. From the sound of it, it was thin; he hadn't really had much to eat or much in his stomach at all, really. One thing about the pens he came from was they were borderline overfed; they needed to be in order for their bodies to handle the experiments they were put under and their overactive metabolism. They were useless if they didn't have energy, especially if they passed out in the middle of an operation.
You couldn't get any light if the patient was unconscious.
He was on the floors, though, and he knew they didn't eat much in comparison. Not that anything anyone ate was particularly edible. Slop was a kind word to describe it.
"...You okay?" Yuugi asked, softly.
Don't turn around until he asked him to.
Don't turn around until he asked him to.
It was the least he could do to preserve his dignity while they were stuck together, even though 'dignity' was barely a thing he held onto when he was...there, with everyone else.
no subject
A human.
A man who was suffering under the inhuman treatment of monsters who were willing to mess around with them for the sake of their own selfish gain.
At the mouthing of those words, Yuugi turned his head, but he couldn't help but hear Kaiba's retching and the splash of emesis against the floor. From the sound of it, it was thin; he hadn't really had much to eat or much in his stomach at all, really. One thing about the pens he came from was they were borderline overfed; they needed to be in order for their bodies to handle the experiments they were put under and their overactive metabolism. They were useless if they didn't have energy, especially if they passed out in the middle of an operation.
You couldn't get any light if the patient was unconscious.
He was on the floors, though, and he knew they didn't eat much in comparison. Not that anything anyone ate was particularly edible. Slop was a kind word to describe it.
"...You okay?" Yuugi asked, softly.
Don't turn around until he asked him to.
Don't turn around until he asked him to.
It was the least he could do to preserve his dignity while they were stuck together, even though 'dignity' was barely a thing he held onto when he was...there, with everyone else.