Just moments ago, you were in the cafeteria, sat atop a massive table, enjoying some surprisingly palatable MREs. The colossal room was mostly empty, save for a trio of saurians, fellow mercenaries, two of whom were locked in a vicious arm wrestling match, with the third cheering them on. You made a point of choosing a table far away from them, as well as keeping an eye on them. The last thing you needed right now was for some skyscraper sized lizard prick to ruin your peace and quiet for a quick laugh.
As much as you'd like it to, the relative calm would not last, seemed like it never did. Scaly,clawed digits closed in from behind you. You barely had time to let out a surprised yelp before you were roughly grabbed and subsequently shoved down a pocket on your assailant's person. You didn't even manage to catch a good glimpse at whoever snatched you, but it was definitely one of your saurian colleagues, most likely aiming to alleviate their boredom at your expense.
You attempted to climb out of the pocket, quickly climbing up the rough fabric, but it was for naught as whoever took you had wisely taken the measure to cover up their pocket...
Soon enough, the top of the pocket opens and several clawed fingers worm their way in. You are taken out of the pocket and thrown onto stiff bed. You finally get to see your abductor's face...
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