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III

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The shackles binding him succumb quickly to Piper's nimble fingers, falling away from his body so that he collapses limpy into her waiting arms, trembling. Her eyes widen in surpise--he is extremely light for a man of his size, much too light. Her arms encircle his skeleton-thin body completely, green skin marred by scars and cuts and bruises and God knows what else, and immeadiately she feels pity and sadness wash over her heavily. She could imagine what torture he was put through, the atrocities he must have faced being a merb held captive in a Cyclonian prison.

For a moment she's loses focus, and a incoherent gurggle from the man in her arms reminds her of the wailing alarms and red lights awaiting them just outside, brings her back to the reality that is the fact they are both dead if she doesn't move. With absolutely no time to waste, Piper slings one of the man's skinny arms over her own slim shoulder so that he's leaning against her right side. Quickly, she makes for the door.

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A/N: Drabbles are really good stress relievers. o0 I suggest creating a drabble series of your own, they're not long and you can write as much or as little as you want in one "chapter". XD

- hazel