Zero

bleedingedgehunter​:

Despite himself, Zero found himself drifting back a little to the happier memories at the recounting. He really hadn’t taken time off before finding he found something…. someone that made him want it.

He’d actually started to smile at the memories before the present reality snapped back to the front of his mind. It just made it hurt more. “It seemed like the only option at that point. We couldn’t go back.”

“You know, I almost get that? ‘We’ve already done this much, might as well go in the rest of the way, huh?’ What a horrid way to base decisions. But I guess it does make a certain amount ot sense. As quick to judge as everyone was I imagine if anyone had pulled their head out their arse to second guess it would have just gotten bit off for the hesitation.” Dax paused a moment, before looking directly at Zero, his face calm and innocent as he tried to dig deeper.

“But you eventually did stop. When was it? It wasn’t when you found out the truth. You’d known, or at the very least suspected, before that. You admitted it yourself. So at what point did you stop? Did the hunters stop? What finally pushed the needle far enough that we had any survivors left?”

It was not something he wanted to be reminded of. “It was after it the fighting in space was over. After Sigma was stopped and...the station exploded. On the way back we sent a report back letting Headquarters knew what had happened. And for a while I guess we...the Hunters as a whole I mean, just...stopped. Command had to take time to process it and decide on what to do. How to handle the new information, what reaction to have, I don’t remember the way they put it in the report.”

“I’m pretty sure flowers work. But is it just roses? Or do other flowers make sense? Keep seeing flowers bundled up with each other with some variety, so what else would work?”

He decided to go to the archives and see if there was a good option for a flower choice. There couldn’t be that many kinds of flowers, could there?

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