[Even with the claws scrape against his skin, Boba doesn't wait ot try and get away.
The cut must not have been deep enough. His grip spasms but doesn't loosen. Boba's tugging as hard as he can, aggravated his almost-healed burns and bruises, but it's no use.
Miguel pins him on the ground. It does knock the wind out of him, but only for a moment. It isn't long before he starts yelling and struggling against the weight.]
Get off me! Let me go! Let me go!
[This will continue until he wears himself out. His thrashing gets weaker and weaker. His energy reserves are too low to last much longer.
It takes a few minutes for him to go limp, completely exhausted. He looks past Miguel's shoulder. There's a blank expression on his face.]
cw: emotional breakdown
The cut must not have been deep enough. His grip spasms but doesn't loosen. Boba's tugging as hard as he can, aggravated his almost-healed burns and bruises, but it's no use.
Miguel pins him on the ground. It does knock the wind out of him, but only for a moment. It isn't long before he starts yelling and struggling against the weight.]
Get off me! Let me go! Let me go!
[This will continue until he wears himself out. His thrashing gets weaker and weaker. His energy reserves are too low to last much longer.
It takes a few minutes for him to go limp, completely exhausted. He looks past Miguel's shoulder. There's a blank expression on his face.]