Sawbones
The memory of your “fall from grace” turns your thoughts down even darker roads. You recall your time in prison with grim anger, balling up your fists as you remember the violent beatings, sneering taunts, and sordid “offers” you received. You barely managed to survive that hellhole intact, and you give all the credit to:1). ...your swift and nimble mind. You’ve always been able to learn fast, and being in prison didn’t change that. You were able to quickly pick up on the unspoken rules of Isaac fucking Collin’s Memorial Prison (you just learned the prison’s name today, as you were leaving, and you couldn’t believe it; eleven years in that hellhole and it was named after that hotshot lieutenant who flashed you a grin, waved goodbye, then flew off to blow himself up in some hellhole) by watching others and mimicking them, letting you keep your head down and blend in early on-- if that’s what you wanted to do, of course.
2). ...your ability to take punishment and fight through pain. Through all the beatings, knifings, and shootings you’ve endured, you’ve managed to toughen yourself up and learn how to ignore all but the most soul-crushing of agonies. You’re also of the belief if you’ve got to take the punishment, so does everyone else, and as such you’ve learned how to use both your strength and your medical knowledge to dish out your fair share of pain.
3). ...your sheer charisma. From a very young age you’ve been able to talk your way out of (or into) just about anything, and though you couldn’t talk your way out of prison (to your great chagrin), you quickly found that you could talk your way out of anything inside it. Skillfully diverting blame, weaving subtle lies, and charming others into keeping you safe from harm-- it was all so easy that it soon became more of a game than a matter of survival.
4). ...your ability to go unnoticed. You pride yourself on your silent footsteps and ethereal presence, letting you glide along the steel corridors of the prison unnoticed. Many of the other prisoners regarded your ability to come and go without being seen with unease; unbeknownst to them, you regarded their superstitious gossipping on the possibility of your being some sort of ghost or demon with a distinct amusement.
[B chosen at random due to tie]
Author
Topic: Sawbones (Read 3678 times)