Tir's awakening

here's something two new characters for a friend's rp world we're working on involving mutated space prisoners left abandoned in stasis on a prison ship for years as the galaxy around them fell apart, and eventually it's found again, only for it's occupants to be sold into slavery by cut-throat pirates and mercenaries, here's a rather sad mushy story of one of those prisoners named Tir and his new master, Issac Jakra

Tir's awakening was rather jarring and traumatic, in his dreamscape he was cuddling blissfully with his partner, Tir's partner looked worried, he asked what was wrong and told him he was worried that people in their world were suddenly disappearing rather frequently and he's terrified that him or Tir could be next, Tir wished he'd have something comforting to say, but tells him that he loves him and that for now they'll value what time they have together, they hold each other very tenderly as they both drift off to sleep

they slept for a couple of hours until Tir is suddenly awoken by his partners sudden moans and cries, Tir was shock to find that he was phasing in and out right in front of him, he couldn't believe his partner was disappearing now, Tir panics, begging his partner to stay with him as holds him tighter, his partner is equally scared and cries as he shudders uncontrollably in his arms, Tir cries and begs to him not to leave him, but his partner's last words were "i-i.... sorry, i love y...." but vanishes before he could finish

all that's left is Tir, in utter shock as he processes the love of his life disappearing forever right in front of his eyes, unable to contain his grief, he cries out loud, breaking down in hysterics as the trauma overwhelmed him, he screams non-stop as he goes insane, the stress was enough to briefly start waking Tir's sleeping body, submerged in life-preserving fluids in a musty, dimly lit stasis pod on a prison ship in deep space, surrounded by others sleeping in their stasis pods as well, but none of them looked human, and neither did he, all of them mutated into beefy beastly men, to the point of unrecognizably, and he himself had become something almost resembling a dragon, an unimaginably jarring sight to wake up to

both the stress and trauma of losing his love right in front of him was enough to forcibly jolt him out of his dreamscape and into the harsh reality of being an imprisoned freak of nature, Tir instinctively tried to yell and scream, but they were all heavily muffled by the stasis fluids he was submerged in, but he kept trying in hopes of getting anyone's attention, then he say a suspicious looking man with a sleazy look on his face, "was he the one trapping me here? does he know what happened to my love???" Tir banged on the glass of his tank, and the man just looked at him with a smirk and an untrustworthy look in his eyes, as if there wasn't enough of a reason for Tir to panic, as he realizes the man staring at him was no friend

meanwhile, a rugged merchant named Issac Jakra browses through the rows of prisoners, feeling uncomfortable and looking like he doesn't want to be there, only tagging along with a friend whose just browsing, "why did you bring me here? it's just sickening to see people like this being sealed up and sold off like sardines" his friend side-eyes him saying, "oh cry me a river! before that bleeding heart of yours bleeds out of your anus, just remember these guys were harden criminals, all of them have probably done some fucked up shit to end up here, and in any other century they'd be death row material, so selling them off for sex and labor is a lot more humane then ya think"

Issac gives a frustrated shrug, not in the mood to have a debate with him right then and there, he ignores him and continues to look around, seeing one after the other, pitiful prisoners sleeping in their pods, with calm, relaxed looks on their faces, he couldn't help but feel bad seeing them all sleep peacefully, knowing that at any moment it'll be ripped away from then and they'll have to face that harsh cold reality of being someone's property, no one deserves to be treated like this, no matter what kind of people they use to be, but then he hears cries of pain from the hall near him, he runs over and sees a large naked dragon man on the floor, curling up in a fetal position with cables and probes attached all over him, drenched in thick oily stasis fluid and trembling uncontrollably, it was Tir

"what the hell are you doing to him?" the man was the same one as before, along with a few other slavers chuckling at the incapacitated prisoner, the man has a glowing tablet that controlled the stimuli fed to the poor prisoner and thought he could have some fun with his controls before he has to put him under again, but it looks like he can't with a angry patron looking at him, "your friend is right, you are no fun, so unless you plan on buying his big oaf i suggest you beat it" Issac wasn't sure how to respond as he was distracted by the very weary pitiful look on the dragon man's face, Issac hastily told the slaver, "how much is he?" he replied "50,000 credits"

"deal!"

Issac's friend rushed over saying, "wait are you actually gonna buy him? hahaha i didn't know you were so lonely, so much for saving for a new plasma engine" Issac dismisses him by saying "hush you! his man needs my help, besides i could someone new for my crew" looks over to the slavers, "now put him back in and bring his pod to my ship, and don't try anything with him, alright?"

the slavers agreed, "yeah whatever" and they carried the dragon man back to his pod, already passed out from the stress and trauma of his little episode, and Issac can only look on sadly as he's sealed and submerged again, the slaver then spray painted "SOLD" on the glass of his stasis pod and left briefly to tend to other clients, Issac places his hand on the glass, staring longingly as the dragon man's body floats peacefully but with a very sad and exhausted look on his face, Issac said to himself "gods... you must have had it pretty rough huh? i don't know what you did to end up here, but no one deserves to be humiliated and debased like this, and then sold off to gods knows where... i just wish there was a way to help all of you here, but i can at least do this for you... just take it easy for now, you'll be safe with me..."