"So I am not allowed to wear my old clothes...?" I asked the council in front of me with a frown that held on to all of my despair. Small, timid expressions and movements also came from me as I barely held firm before the onslaught that was the demands of these people. And while their stares were pitiful compared to what I just had to endure, it was still unnerving.
"You are only allowed to wear them when you are not within the boundaries of Suhurlodst Academy of Arcane Learning and Understanding. However, you are also not allowed to leave until you are done with an entirely theoretical exam passing." a well-dressed man said in an emotionally devoid tone. But, it was one still filled with contempt as seen by the fact he wasn't even willing to look at me when he spoke. It was subtle, but I could see how his eyes looked off to the right.
"But why do I have to wear this...? You have just stated this is prisoners attire!" I said to them while I gently, but still angrily shook the outfit about. Its various metal pieces making high-pitched sounds as they rattled and clanged against each other.
"Because for all intents and purposes, you are one. One irrefutably destined for the executioners drop." another one of these men in front of me said. A sigh leaving me while I stared intently at the dark blue outfit. It felt wrong, it was so similar to my old overalls back home, yet, here, this was the attire meant for a man destined to die. Or, well, as they saw it, an abomination.
"When am I going to have to put it on?" I then ask with a quick look at my current clothes preceding it.
"Now, and be quick about it." the same man who just spoke told me as they all began to leave. Soon leaving just me and the many guards they had brought with them into the room. A slight twitch of the snout coming from me just before I began the process of undressing. I was making a lot of mistakes as I did so, mistakes I hadn't made before.
I wasn't sure what to do... I could hear their contempt with every second I had my carapace exposed like this and it was making me rush through it. And I nearly tore the clothes I was given in my rush to put them on. Not that it mattered, this outfit was clearly not designed for my body and the fact it dug in so deeply proved that.
"Now what?" I asked once I was done putting it all on.
"You save us the trouble and use this to kill your-"
"We take you to your dorm." a clearly higher ranked guard interrupted before the other finished. Yet, it was clear to me he intentionally chose to interrupt it once the statement was nearly done. Slowly nodding in response before I then followed them out of the room.