The sticky mess between his legs, pooled on the ground around his thighs, that was the only sensation Genji could focus on in the long moments since darkness had settled over his cell. They came, just two, and Genji was unsure if they linked to the others or if they were just fulfilling some weird fantasy that they’d had since they were younger; either way they had taken their fun with the bound cyborg multiple times since his capture.
It was unclear exactly what they were after in regards as to whether they were going to try and sell him or parts of him, they still thought he was an Omnic and the lack of flesh around the crotch had that secret still thankfully under wraps. He knew it was only a matter of time before someone worked out how to take him apart and found the person underneath.
The person that had crumbled inward the first time they’d pinned him down and… and— no, he couldn’t dwell on that if he had any hope of getting out of here. Thus Genji forced himself to focus on something else, the noises in the next cell where it looked like they had dumped someone else. Painfully, Genji placed his hands down and eased himself over to the wall, leaning down to the small vent in the wall and peering through to see someone else bound and captive. He looked close to tears, gagged and Genji wondered if he was njured.
So he tapped on the grail and waved, the best he could do right now.
The sound startled him, and he flinched, half expecting for his captors to have returned. Perhaps they had figured out who he was? But when no one arrived, he noted that the clinking sound he had heard had come from the left, and so he peered over, to notice a vent, and behind it, there was another person.
How foolish of him, to have assumed he were alone here. He should have looked around for other captives sooner! Since aside from being gagged, he was entirely unharmed, he could be trying to see if there was someone else who needed more help.
He got up and walked over to the vent, slowly and cautiously, and then knelt in front of it. They had bound his hands but at least his legs were free and he could walk.
By the looks of it, it was an omnic. Omnics weren’t welcome in the empire of Archadia, but Larsa had met some outside of the empire grounds, and he did like them. Or rather, they had given him absolutely no reason to dislike them, or fear them, like others supposedly did.
So it was true, that the sky pirates had started selling and trading omnic parts? Was that lucrative? If so, then Larsa definitely had to help this one escape, or the omnic would be caught in an endless cycle of shady deals, until being taken apart altogether.
He moved so close, that it would be possible for the omnic to remove his gag. If only he was free of it, he could melt down that vent and he could see whether he might fit through. His small size was coming in handy, in their current situation.
“Mmh.” He hoped the grunt was understandable. There was nothing else he could say.