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  Derek’s awareness returned slowly, and yet it still felt like the world was spinning. He felt that his clothes, or at least something, was covering him. He tried to move but felt his wrists and ankles bound. As his senses returned he found gravity pulling at his back, he was hanging from something.
  So… that’s how this one’s gonna go then, is it? He tested his bindings, they weren’t tight but they were thick and unlikely to break. That left trying to snap the stick he was tied to, but as he blinked the blur away from his eyes he found that task would be impossible. He wasn’t tied to one stick but rather three shafts of bamboo that had been hashed together.
   Damn it. Although he cursed at his situation, escaping his binds wouldn’t help considering his captors were literally in arms reach.
  He looked up and got a face full of tiger tail and armor, in front of which was Shina, leading the formation. He started to look down and found his shoes tied above him with his socks stuffed inside them. He also noticed that while his jacket was on his shoulders, it was open. I guess she couldn’t figure out how they worked.
  Finally he looked at the person holding the other end of the stick; another beast woman with features of a dog and a dull gold fur. She wasn’t in armor as heavy as Yuwa, only a breastplate, bracers, and shin guards. That must be Akaiyo.
  “I still can’t figure out how you caught him,” she said.
  “Well keep guessing, because that’s my little secret,” Shina replied smugly.
  “I still say we should kill him and be done with it,” Yuwa interjected.
“So you’ve said several times. You’ve also said that if I caught him, we take him in alive.” Shina looked at her teammate behind her and smirked, “and guess what, I did.”
  “I don’t see why we have to carry him,” Yuwa grumbled.
  “I did the hard task of taking him down, so it’s only fair you do the hard part of carrying him.”
-Advent From Elsewhere: The Strange New, Chapter 2-Escape Act

Is it a little cliché to be hashed to a stick as a par of your capture? Yes, yes it is. But the only other option was waking up in the back of an open top wagon...

Art by Principenegro

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  Derek’s awareness returned slowly, and yet it still felt like the world was spinning. He felt that his clothes, or at least something, was covering him. He tried to move but felt his wrists and ankles bound. As his senses returned he found gravity pulling at his back, he was hanging from something.
  So… that’s how this one’s gonna go then, is it? He tested his bindings, they weren’t tight but they were thick and unlikely to break. That left trying to snap the stick he was tied to, but as he blinked the blur away from his eyes he found that task would be impossible. He wasn’t tied to one stick but rather three shafts of bamboo that had been hashed together.
   Damn it. Although he cursed at his situation, escaping his binds wouldn’t help considering his captors were literally in arms reach.
  He looked up and got a face full of tiger tail and armor, in front of which was Shina, leading the formation. He started to look down and found his shoes tied above him with his socks stuffed inside them. He also noticed that while his jacket was on his shoulders, it was open. I guess she couldn’t figure out how they worked.
  Finally he looked at the person holding the other end of the stick; another beast woman with features of a dog and a dull gold fur. She wasn’t in armor as heavy as Yuwa, only a breastplate, bracers, and shin guards. That must be Akaiyo.
  “I still can’t figure out how you caught him,” she said.
  “Well keep guessing, because that’s my little secret,” Shina replied smugly.
  “I still say we should kill him and be done with it,” Yuwa interjected.
“So you’ve said several times. You’ve also said that if I caught him, we take him in alive.” Shina looked at her teammate behind her and smirked, “and guess what, I did.”
  “I don’t see why we have to carry him,” Yuwa grumbled.
  “I did the hard task of taking him down, so it’s only fair you do the hard part of carrying him.”
-Advent From Elsewhere: The Strange New, Chapter 2-Escape Act

Is it a little cliché to be hashed to a stick as a par of your capture? Yes, yes it is. But the only other option was waking up in the back of an open top wagon...

Art by Principenegro