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 “I’ll pay for yours then, doubt someone as tiny as you is gonna eat up all my cash. Besides, look at you, you could use some extra meat on your bones,”   The captain was adamant, just about ready to pick up Salza and carry his tiny ass to the cafeteria to get him something to eat. He could tell his armor was loose on him, so he was getting some food in that kid if it was the last thing he did.

    ❛ I believe to put on weight would compromise my-- ❜ he pauses, suddenly seeming horrified to finish that thought-- perhaps it was too obvious that he had chosen something too large for him, but it was the smallest he could go without the armor conforming to his body type. If Dodoria were to ask questions, Salza wouldn’t know how to explain himself.

“Hey, no need to get all formal on me. I just did the “Not-a-dickhead” thing to do. And maybe you could’ve, but I just didn’t want those guys thinkin they could go around doin stuff like that.” Dodoria shrugged, not exactly perfect at speaking his mind.   “Hey I’ve got an idea, its around lunch time right? Ya hungry? Lunch could help ya think about somethin else,” 

    Don’t be...? But, to be informal was the quickest way to be killed, to show disrespect to a superior was basically a death wish! Not to mention, he had always tried to be a proper model of a stellar soldier, there was no way he could move up the ranks without any basic forms of politeness.

    ❛ I, uh-- sorry. ❜

 “Heh… If he’s lucky being paralyzed is the worst thing that’ll have happened to him today. Once Zarbon finds out, I’d bet those other guys won’t last until tonight.” Dodoria chuckled, looking at the soldier Salza kicked, who groaned in pain.   The giant of a man looked back at Salza, sighing. The kid looked startled as all hell. He didn’t think Salza would want to dwell on it too much, though.   “Think I’ll get in trouble for dent in the wall?”

    ❛ -- I... do believe I have seen lower-ranked soldiers get away with much worse, ❜ Salza hums, though. he does find himself wondering what Dodoria meant by Zarbon finding out... It was not as if the foot solider knew the other co-captain well, so what he knew about Salza remained a mystery.

❛ Anyone still alive? ❜

[🐉] — ❝ so that’s what’s been on your mind.. ❞ what could’ve prompted such a thought was beyond him, but.. this line of work was anything but safe, and things could go south on a dime. 

     grabbing his hand, jeice intertwines their fingers. squeezing to comfort him. ❝ i ain’t going anywhere, mate. not if i can help it, at least. ❞

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    ❛ I cannot help but feel... That someday, the Cooler Force and Frieza Force will split entirely... The fighting never ends, and I cannot find myself convinced that it ever will. What then...? ❜

    He squeezes Jeice’s hand in return, as if that was the only lifeline between himself and Jeice. Little had he been fully ‘there’, lost in thought all throughout the day, as if he were growing increasingly anxious.

[🐉] — ❝ would.. it be alright if i didn’t have a definite answer? ❞ a quiet sigh, leaning forward to press more against the other male. truth is, all he wanted was a little attention.. maybe a kiss or two. but, he’s far too unsure how to ask for it.

     ❝ i acted without thinking, sir. ❞

[🐉] — ❝ apologies, captain.. ❞ he hasn’t been struck, so that’s a good sign. and salza’s even seemed to settle himself in. it must not’ve been unwanted, at least. arms loosen up, giving his superior more freedom to leave should he choose. ❝ i should’ve knew my place. ❞