Click
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Virgil hid a wince as the body in front of him hit the cement ground with a thud that reeked of finality. He didn’t like this part. He did and he didn’t. He didn’t know how long he’d been doing this, really, but it felt like it never got any easier. How did soldiers do this? Hell, how had Virgil done this for so long? He didn’t want to do this and yet they made him but why did he keep doing it?
He wanted to go back to his cell.
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- Part 1 of Click
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The guards had begun giving extra food to Virgil. The right thing, the survivalist thing, was to eat it all himself. To tear into every extra ration and keep up his strength and to not allow the others any bit of it because he needed to stay alive.
Virgil, instead of hoarding, had come to find out the Royariic and the D’Ceitaarii enjoyed the weird space alien meat and the Logixari and Morafur preferred the space pomegranate.He and the aliens had made a… Not quite a friendship but something more of a truce.
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- Part 2 of Click
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Virgil could barely hear the door opening, nor could he hear the alien’s foreign hiss as he was pushed into the cell like all the other times he had been before.
Except this time, he didn’t catch himself. His legs gave out beneath him and he fell in a crumble on the floor, the basket landing next to him and spilling onto its side. Virgil couldn’t bring himself to care when he spotted the weird alien fruit rolling out of the basket in front of him. He just took a breath in and rested his forehead on the floor.
Surely a little bit of sleep would fix this, right? It’d make the pain go away?
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- Part 3 of Click
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Virgil watched with erratic breathing as the crowd around him cleared out, but as the door to the cage stayed shut. He looked around and around at the crowd space around him, trying to figure out what the hell was going on, but he was coming up short. He couldn’t pick out anything specific until he saw, in one aisle of seats, a set of lights. Bright, like flashlights, moving, and approaching him.
Virgil squinted and eventually looked away from them, trying to save his eyes as well as his ears. He took a deep breath in, not trying to freak out any more, but then he heard metal creaking.
The cage opening.
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- Part 4 of Click
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As much as Virgil got anxious talking to people and tended to keep to himself, he did like things people did. Being kind, loving, the sense of community that things like movies, music, fashion, and self expression were important to him. Those things were what made people people back on Earth.
But there were different priorities here in space.
Well, he sighed, and finally averted his eyes from the clean ceiling, time to relearn all of it. Maybe the others could help.
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- Part 5 of Click