He'd blacked out for a while, awakening with a groan. The light didn't change in his dimly lit cell, so it was impossible to tell how long he slept. His arms were blissfully numb, however a slight turn caused them to burn with an agonizing pain. He looked up as his captor entered.
The Quarren entered, and Zai licked his dry lips at the sight of a water canteen strapped to his belt. In holovids, the captured would take this chance to question his captor. Where am I? Who are you? And so on. In reality, slaves were expected to be silent. A 'talker' was likely to receive punishment. Zai kept his mouth shut.
The Quarren studied him. "A poor product" he said. "Damaged goods". Zai figured he was referring to his scarred face. The man brought up a datapad. "A First Order bounty, yet a pitiful sum". He leaned in closer. "Wasn't even worth the cost disposing of your...previous owner". Zai foolishly broke his own rule as he muttered: "Red is dead?"
He didn't see the hand, but he felt the slap. His cheek stung as the Quarren stared down in contempt. "Do not speak out of turn when addressing the great Slossk" he spoke venomously. A Rodian entered behind Slossk, passing a collar towards the Quarren. "Ahhh, about time" Slossk said, moving towards Zai. He fitted the collar around the boy's neck. "Let's give it a go". Slossk pressed a button on a remote and the collar activated. Zai screamed as pain flooded his body. All his muscles tensed at once and his body shuddered.
Slossk let go of the button and Zai slumped in his chains. "Move him to the transport" Slossk instructed his underling.
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