It's hell, hell of boredom and smell OF SHIT AND PISS. Seeing dudes shit in front of me, as guards do not allow us to get put, was disgusting. I
And pain of my god, for sitting for hours, and my legs going numb, I can not even feel them.
"FUCKING PUSSIES, SUCKS TO BE YOU, I KNOW, RIGHT TOO COWARD TO BECOME A REAL SOLDIER. INSTEAD BECOMING A GUARD AT THIS SHITTY PLACE HA HA HA HA "
I am impressed. How can a person annoy people for such a long time, and now I am quite enjoying it as it's somewhat of a revenge we can do by annoying the shit out of the guards.
The guard groaned, slamming his boot against the bars. "Shut it, Motherfucker before I take you out and remove your fingernails one by one, understand, as don't get paid enough to hear you bastards sing all day!"
Han goes silent, and after a second, when the guard turns away and starts walks away.
"Damn, imagine working here surrounded by shit and not even being able to afford."
"Yeah, yeah fuck face, anyway, I have a question, do you eat with the same hand that washes your shit with?" The guard laughed at Han's face.
Then the unexpected happened: Han spat on the guard's face.
"Yeah, same hands that hand bang your mother," as Han laughed and looked at us. And all of us knew he was cooked.
The guard calmly takes out a cloth and removes the spit. He smiled, "I really hate my job."
As he then opened the door.
"Then quit, you shitlicker! Ha ha, you comin' inside? I am so scared," still, he was not taking it seriously.
"Yeah...yeah," the guard chuckled before throwing a punch at Han, but Han dipped low by bending his knees to squat down.
Then boom, a straight uppercut to the guard's face.
"Fucking coward," as Han then proceeded to storm kicks at the guard's face till blood started to come out, but unlucky for him, another 2 guards stormed him with iron rods, as I and all watched as all 3 of them beat the hell out of Han for 10 minutes straight, until he could not even utter a single word.
As the guards left the cell.
Looks like my only source of entertainment is broken.
As Han lay crumpled in the corner, blood dripping from his nose, his face swollen like rotten fruit. The guards had left him half-dead, wheezing through split lips. For a while, no one spoke. The cell felt heavier without his nonstop mouth.
I shifted against the wall, staring at him.
"You're an idiot," I finally muttered.
Han groaned, one eye half-shut, and somehow still grinned. "Yeah… but I made the bastard bleed, didn't I?"
I snorted despite myself. "You also made him turn your face into a mop."
Han chuckled a little bit.
Han chuckled, then winced. "Worth it. At least I have annoyed the shit out of him."
There was silence again, broken only by his ragged breathing. Then he tilted his head at me, bloody teeth showing.
"What about you, huh? From your behavior and unawareness of many things, you're new to the city?"
"Yeah, new here," I nodded.
Han spat out a tooth, coughed, then chuckled. "City's a bitch, huh? You walk in fresh-faced, and next thing you know, you're chewing on prison floor." As Han continued to chuckle, as being beaten does not affect him,
But I knew I had to talk more to learn more about this world.
"So, this festival, what is this about?" I asked him.
Han answered as he curled upto the wall, "I donot known the specifics but it was started as when city was being built, the past emperor would check up on the city well being by the past emperor and after being city construction and it becoming money maker of the empire, it become very crucial for the emperor to hold a grasp pf the city. That's all this fucking festival is about, all political sham."
"No, it's not, it's the celebration of the god of the sea", as scrap dealer boy angrily says. "Do not lie to him."
Han smirked at the boy. "Sea god, huh? Sounds like an inbred incest of fish and man."
The boy scowled, fists clenched. "Shut up. He's the protector of the city."
Han laughed under his breath. "Protector? Please. If your sea god was protecting anyone, he could not even protect his whales from being hunted."
The boy continued to get angry, as he pouted his mouth. He was such a cutie."All I want you to do is respect the festival."
Han smiled, "Sea god festival? Cute. But where I come from, we don't bow to fish."
The scrap dealer boy's eyes widened, then narrowed. "So it's true… you're from that religion. The one that ruined everything. Filthy Vreuwanians"
Han raised an eyebrow. "Ruined everything? Don't flatter me. What exactly did we ruin? Your bedtime stories?"
The boy's voice cracked as he shouted, "Our gods are not bedtime stories."
"Oi, knock it off!" one of the older prisoners barked, trying to pull them apart. But the moment he grabbed the boy's shoulder, the boy spun and swung at him too.
Moments later, it was a full-on brawl, as some did not even know what they were fighting about
The guards outside cursed, banging on the bars with their rods. "Sit down, you animals!" but none listened. Finally, the guards snapped. With a heavy clang, the cell door burst open and three of them stormed in, iron rods swinging like madmen, before the storm finally calmed.
As a big, tall, fat man showed up, he was fucking 10 feet tall, his head was touching the ceiling. "2 bronze coins for leaving."
As I saw one by one, people went out of the room, while some lay on the floor because they did not have the money to go.
As someone grabbed my hand, I looked, and it was a boy." I only have 1 bronze coin. Can you give me one bronze coin? I promise I will return it." he was staring with wide, ass fuck eyes. How could I say no to such a pretty face? I tried to resist, but in the end I gave in and gave the boy the coin, and then proceeded my way to the exit
Then, suddenly, I fall flat on my face on the ground. I saw Han was grabbing my face, "PLEASE, MY BEST FRIEND, I NEED JUST 2 BRONZE COINS." As fountains of tears come out of his face. "WHAT BEST FRIEND! "
Han's nails dug into my legs as he screamed, "BEST FRIEND! BLOOD BROTHER! SOULMATE! I SWEAR ON MY GRANDMA'S GRAVE I'LL PAY YOU BACK!"
I tried shoving him off, but he clung like a leech. "You don't even know my name!"
"That's what makes it pure friendship. Two strangers meeting in SHIT AND PISS and becoming legends together, please just lend me the damn coins!"
The tall, fat guard, head brushing the ceiling, snorted. "Quit the romance. Pay up or stay in."
"JUST STAY HERE ONE MORE DAY, BY THEN THE FESTIVAL IS GONNA END ANYWAY," I continued kicking.
"BUT GUARDS GONNA KILL ME," he continued screaming."
THEN WHY THE FUCK YOU YOU WERE TALKING SHIT TO THEM"
"FOR FUCK SAKE, GET OUT OF THE CELL," the tall one screamed, and in fear, I give him his due too.
Fuck me, but at last I was free from prison.