Dexter Z

Miss sat alone on the soft chair in the small cabin that was her temporary home for the time being until she would have to relocate. She decided to get up and go for a walk. She knew she was not the only Galra on the distant moon, as she gad seen several families and individuals take refuge in small cabins as well.

Dexter narrowed his eyes as he tried to look deep in the woods searching for her lingering shadow.

Now she was alone and miserable with nothing to do. Maybe there were others around who would like to make a new friend…yeah..that’s what she was going to do! Anything to get her mind out of the dumps at this point. She wouldn’t normally ever do this, but she knew she would lose it with no contact wirh others. Miscerelene donned her cold weather gear and headed out into the woods to make some new friends~

Dex wasn’t the kind of man to sit and sulk after nothing but darkness seemed to find him. Instead, he’d train, exercise, listen to music, or even pain ancient galra emperors. But this time it was something different. A planet that had been occupied by galra had been destroyed by other rebellion planets and only a nearby moon was an refugee place. The guilt of being a robot for Zarkon began to take a toll on him. All of the lives he’d taken. The families he’d broken up. Those little children bawling when they saw their parents being dragged away. All of this made him think of his parents and siblings. Wherever they were they wouldn’t be proud of him. As Dexter closed his eyes, his eyelashes touching his face, a single tear fell to the ground.

Lost in thought, she strayed a bit from the path and found herself heading towards a light…a campfire? Perhaps it was someone who just wanted some time alone? Miss pondered for a moment. Should she go over? Before she knew it, her legs disobeyed her brain and she soon found herself walking up to the strange..man? She did not want to scare him, so she walked in front of him and was about to introduce herself with a friendly wave of her clawed hand when she noticed a tear upon his face. Perhaps…she should have walked away…

“What are you doing here ? Shouldn’t you be as Far way from here as possible ,” he said.

“H-hello..” She stammered over her words. Damn. “I..have no place to go. I’m currently living deep in the woods…on the run from being accused of a horrible action in which I had no part in. I am unsure of what to do or where to go. My boss framed me..I know it. Zyall is an evil, greedy bastard and he wants nothing but money and power.” She noticed that his face fur was wet with tears. She looked upset when she noticed this and sat down on a log across from him by the campfire. She thought it best not to ask so soon.

“That old boss of yours huh? You should’ve listened to me before when I tried to stop you,” he said.

She couldn’t believe she admitted all of this so soon. “I do believe ilI am having an existential crisis”. She giggled a little after saying that. She needed it, though. It had been a long time since she smiled or even laughed for that matter. She sniffled a little as she looked around. Perhaps she should get going before it got too dark.

“Not that you asked but I might as well tell you. The galra empire has been falling apart. As soon as Zarkon recognizes Haggar as his wife and actually have Lotor a chance in the empire’s decision making, they’ve said He’s gone soft. Many of his so called loyal soldiers have tried to overthrow him yet they’ve all failed. I was shamed by the galra commanders because they said I wasn’t fit to be a commander. So what now? What is next in this miserable life?”

Miss frowned when she found out that he had been rejected. “I am so sorry that they were rude to you. Why exactly did they not see you fit for a commander? You look pretty fit to me!” She offered a small smile to him; hoping to lighten the mood at least a little.

“I was told I was to soft to be a commander. My own bitchy uncle Sendak is the one who banished me. I swear I hate that pig! Family , huh?” He said staring at the ground.

Miss sat alone on the soft chair in the small cabin that was her temporary home for the time being until she would have to relocate. She decided to get up and go for a walk. She knew she was not the only Galra on the distant moon, as she gad seen several families and individuals take refuge in small cabins as well.

Dexter narrowed his eyes as he tried to look deep in the woods searching for her lingering shadow.

Now she was alone and miserable with nothing to do. Maybe there were others around who would like to make a new friend…yeah..that’s what she was going to do! Anything to get her mind out of the dumps at this point. She wouldn’t normally ever do this, but she knew she would lose it with no contact wirh others. Miscerelene donned her cold weather gear and headed out into the woods to make some new friends~

Dex wasn’t the kind of man to sit and sulk after nothing but darkness seemed to find him. Instead, he’d train, exercise, listen to music, or even pain ancient galra emperors. But this time it was something different. A planet that had been occupied by galra had been destroyed by other rebellion planets and only a nearby moon was an refugee place. The guilt of being a robot for Zarkon began to take a toll on him. All of the lives he’d taken. The families he’d broken up. Those little children bawling when they saw their parents being dragged away. All of this made him think of his parents and siblings. Wherever they were they wouldn’t be proud of him. As Dexter closed his eyes, his eyelashes touching his face, a single tear fell to the ground.

Lost in thought, she strayed a bit from the path and found herself heading towards a light…a campfire? Perhaps it was someone who just wanted some time alone? Miss pondered for a moment. Should she go over? Before she knew it, her legs disobeyed her brain and she soon found herself walking up to the strange..man? She did not want to scare him, so she walked in front of him and was about to introduce herself with a friendly wave of her clawed hand when she noticed a tear upon his face. Perhaps…she should have walked away…

“What are you doing here ? Shouldn’t you be as Far way from here as possible ,” he said.

“H-hello..” She stammered over her words. Damn. “I..have no place to go. I’m currently living deep in the woods…on the run from being accused of a horrible action in which I had no part in. I am unsure of what to do or where to go. My boss framed me..I know it. Zyall is an evil, greedy bastard and he wants nothing but money and power.” She noticed that his face fur was wet with tears. She looked upset when she noticed this and sat down on a log across from him by the campfire. She thought it best not to ask so soon.

“That old boss of yours huh? You should’ve listened to me before when I tried to stop you,” he said.

She couldn’t believe she admitted all of this so soon. “I do believe ilI am having an existential crisis”. She giggled a little after saying that. She needed it, though. It had been a long time since she smiled or even laughed for that matter. She sniffled a little as she looked around. Perhaps she should get going before it got too dark.

“Not that you asked but I might as well tell you. The galra empire has been falling apart. As soon as Zarkon recognizes Haggar as his wife and actually have Lotor a chance in the empire’s decision making, they’ve said He’s gone soft. Many of his so called loyal soldiers have tried to overthrow him yet they’ve all failed. I was shamed by the galra commanders because they said I wasn’t fit to be a commander. So what now? What is next in this miserable life?”

    “ My people are lost. Zarkon is leading them into a path of darkness and destruction. What he is doing is destroying worlds instead of brining them  together. He is ruling by fear, and that is no way to rule. What I do is for the  better of the Galra race. ”

“Better?? It doesn’t matter if you support anything Zarkon does or not. He will find you and your club. Why should we bring worlds together whe we can just use their resources ? They wouldn’t give them to us even if we asked politely,” Dexter stated his veins popping out of frustration.

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Miss sat alone on the soft chair in the small cabin that was her temporary home for the time being until she would have to relocate. She decided to get up and go for a walk. She knew she was not the only Galra on the distant moon, as she gad seen several families and individuals take refuge in small cabins as well.

Dexter narrowed his eyes as he tried to look deep in the woods searching for her lingering shadow.

Now she was alone and miserable with nothing to do. Maybe there were others around who would like to make a new friend…yeah..that’s what she was going to do! Anything to get her mind out of the dumps at this point. She wouldn’t normally ever do this, but she knew she would lose it with no contact wirh others. Miscerelene donned her cold weather gear and headed out into the woods to make some new friends~

Dex wasn’t the kind of man to sit and sulk after nothing but darkness seemed to find him. Instead, he’d train, exercise, listen to music, or even pain ancient galra emperors. But this time it was something different. A planet that had been occupied by galra had been destroyed by other rebellion planets and only a nearby moon was an refugee place. The guilt of being a robot for Zarkon began to take a toll on him. All of the lives he’d taken. The families he’d broken up. Those little children bawling when they saw their parents being dragged away. All of this made him think of his parents and siblings. Wherever they were they wouldn’t be proud of him. As Dexter closed his eyes, his eyelashes touching his face, a single tear fell to the ground.

Lost in thought, she strayed a bit from the path and found herself heading towards a light…a campfire? Perhaps it was someone who just wanted some time alone? Miss pondered for a moment. Should she go over? Before she knew it, her legs disobeyed her brain and she soon found herself walking up to the strange..man? She did not want to scare him, so she walked in front of him and was about to introduce herself with a friendly wave of her clawed hand when she noticed a tear upon his face. Perhaps…she should have walked away…

“What are you doing here ? Shouldn’t you be as Far way from here as possible ,” he said.

“H-hello..” She stammered over her words. Damn. “I..have no place to go. I’m currently living deep in the woods…on the run from being accused of a horrible action in which I had no part in. I am unsure of what to do or where to go. My boss framed me..I know it. Zyall is an evil, greedy bastard and he wants nothing but money and power.” She noticed that his face fur was wet with tears. She looked upset when she noticed this and sat down on a log across from him by the campfire. She thought it best not to ask so soon.

“That old boss of yours huh? You should’ve listened to me before when I tried to stop you,” he said.

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Miss sat alone on the soft chair in the small cabin that was her temporary home for the time being until she would have to relocate. She decided to get up and go for a walk. She knew she was not the only Galra on the distant moon, as she gad seen several families and individuals take refuge in small cabins as well.

Dexter narrowed his eyes as he tried to look deep in the woods searching for her lingering shadow.

Now she was alone and miserable with nothing to do. Maybe there were others around who would like to make a new friend…yeah..that’s what she was going to do! Anything to get her mind out of the dumps at this point. She wouldn’t normally ever do this, but she knew she would lose it with no contact wirh others. Miscerelene donned her cold weather gear and headed out into the woods to make some new friends~

Dex wasn’t the kind of man to sit and sulk after nothing but darkness seemed to find him. Instead, he’d train, exercise, listen to music, or even pain ancient galra emperors. But this time it was something different. A planet that had been occupied by galra had been destroyed by other rebellion planets and only a nearby moon was an refugee place. The guilt of being a robot for Zarkon began to take a toll on him. All of the lives he’d taken. The families he’d broken up. Those little children bawling when they saw their parents being dragged away. All of this made him think of his parents and siblings. Wherever they were they wouldn’t be proud of him. As Dexter closed his eyes, his eyelashes touching his face, a single tear fell to the ground.

Lost in thought, she strayed a bit from the path and found herself heading towards a light…a campfire? Perhaps it was someone who just wanted some time alone? Miss pondered for a moment. Should she go over? Before she knew it, her legs disobeyed her brain and she soon found herself walking up to the strange..man? She did not want to scare him, so she walked in front of him and was about to introduce herself with a friendly wave of her clawed hand when she noticed a tear upon his face. Perhaps…she should have walked away…

“What are you doing here ? Shouldn’t you be as Far way from here as possible ,” he said.

    He took in his sight, and he wasn’t someone who looked so friendly. This  made him want to run. He knew this base with his eyes closed. This was his home after all. He knew all the short cuts and could get out alive…at least  try.

“Hey. Look, I’m not going to hurt you I swear. Where are you supposed to be? I can help you if you help me.”

“Depends. Who is asking and what is it that you need help with.”

“Can you show me where Laugh is? He and I got separated.”

“What in God’s name is going on here, doctor ?! Why are you trying to take down our leader ?!”

    “ Because…he is no leader and he is not mine. ” he simply spoke, standing  tall, facing the other.

“Hey! I don’t want any trouble,” Dexter said with his fists balled up. “You may not agree with what Zarkon is doing but you are a galra , you stick with your people no matter what! What is it that you so call dislike ?!” Dexter demanded an answer.

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Miss sat alone on the soft chair in the small cabin that was her temporary home for the time being until she would have to relocate. She decided to get up and go for a walk. She knew she was not the only Galra on the distant moon, as she gad seen several families and individuals take refuge in small cabins as well.

Dexter narrowed his eyes as he tried to look deep in the woods searching for her lingering shadow.

Now she was alone and miserable with nothing to do. Maybe there were others around who would like to make a new friend…yeah..that’s what she was going to do! Anything to get her mind out of the dumps at this point. She wouldn’t normally ever do this, but she knew she would lose it with no contact wirh others. Miscerelene donned her cold weather gear and headed out into the woods to make some new friends~

Dex wasn’t the kind of man to sit and sulk after nothing but darkness seemed to find him. Instead, he’d train, exercise, listen to music, or even pain ancient galra emperors. But this time it was something different. A planet that had been occupied by galra had been destroyed by other rebellion planets and only a nearby moon was an refugee place. The guilt of being a robot for Zarkon began to take a toll on him. All of the lives he’d taken. The families he’d broken up. Those little children bawling when they saw their parents being dragged away. All of this made him think of his parents and siblings. Wherever they were they wouldn’t be proud of him. As Dexter closed his eyes, his eyelashes touching his face, a single tear fell to the ground.

“What is it that she wants you to do?”