On some unnamed asteroid in the Klytaras System...
The large man shuffled into the enclosure and waited there with the two guards as the door behind them closed. He warily eyed the holding area on the other side of the second door.
A combination cafeteria, processing station, and recreation room, the holding area was currently milling with close to two hundred men, women, and things. A good portion of them eyed the man back, as they'd never seen anything like him before.
Standing 6'4" and weighing 360 lbs, his most stunning feature was a pair of tawny wings on his back. If fully spread, his wingspan was 12 feet. But, more eye-catching than the wings themselves was the greenish-grey metal that surrounded and protected the wing-bones, glinting when it caught the light. The guards had improvised a system to keep the wings from opening and it was a source of constant irritation for the man. His conditioning and olive skin were readily evident since he wasn't able to wear the upper half of his jumpsuit, due to the wings. Instead, he'd wrapped the sleeves around his waist as a makeshift belt.
As the second door opened, the harassing catcalls began. Whistles and shouts echoed around the large chamber, then settled down as a 9' giant with stony skin stood from where he sat in the corner and lumbered closer. As the winged man and his guards finished processing, the man having to duck to get his wings through the final detection gate, the giant rumbled out a greeting. "Hey pretty birdie. Come on over here."
"Stay back, convict." echoed from the loudspeakers as a small turret above the guard booth activated and began tracking the giant. He raised his hands and backed off a few steps.
The guards released his arm and leg shackles, then eyeballed the wing-lock mechanism. The man looked at them like they'd grown second heads. "What am I going to do? Bust out a window and fly away?" he asked sarcastically. One of the guards dropped a hand to his baton and the man quieted down. The guards conversed and the lead one finally reached down and released the improvised wing-lock.
Very slowly and carefully, the man spread his wings, stretching them out after they'd been in the same position for several hours and had started cramping. As the did this, the guards retreated and the stone giant advanced.
"Heh heh heh, imma make you sing a song, pretty birdie." he said, reaching out for one of the wings.
As he retracted his wings, the man locked eyes with the giant and spoke slowly, but firmly. "Don't. Touch. The. Wings."
The giant stretched out one finger and poked his left wing and the winged man burst into movement. His wings unfurled quickly and flapped as he jumped, propelling him up to where he was head-level with the giant. He grabbed the giant's head, planted his feet on its chest, and head-butted it with a resounding WHACK!
Stunned, the giant wheeled backwards and the winged man back-flipped off of his chest, landing neatly on his feet. The giant regained his footing and roared, charging back in. The winged man spun around his pistoning legs and his fist shot out, crashing into the back of the giant's knee, throwing off his charge and sending him sprawling. The winged man ran up his leg and back, jumped off his wide shoulders, and flapped a few times to gain some altitude. He then flipped in mid-air, tucked his wings in, and dove.
As he flew past the giant's head, he grabbed its neck and yanked it downwards, letting it go at the last second so that the giant's crown slammed into the reinforced ceracrete with enough force to make a small crater. The winged man pulled out of his dive and flapped his wings hard, bringing him to a smooth landing on his knees. He rose to his feet slowly and walked back over to the giant, who wasn't getting up. "I told you not to touch the wings."
He then hammered the back of the giant's head with a thunderous blow and strode over to sit at a table, the table's occupants clearing out to let him have it all to himself.
Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.