#commandersendak

Try as they might, a pained grunt still escaped past their lips when Sendak put pressure on the wound. It made a jolt of pain course through their body and make their mind alert for a few more moments before their vision started becoming blurry once more.

“C-commnader-! I’ve heard worse than this I can- ugh- survive!”

Did... did he really think that they weren’t going to make it? That they were going to die to that mere wound?

[ @commander-sendak ]

Pidge groaned, cradling their broken Galra arm to their chest. It hurt like hell and that was still putting it lightly considering it had been torn in half then smashed to bits.

E-excuse you?! I will have you know that I will never date Sendak! For crying out loud, he took me in, trained and raised me up! [angry noises]

BREAK MY CHARACTER’S HEART WITH ONE ASK BOX MESSAGE

“They did what now?!”

Dead. Everybody was d e a d. Commander Sendak was gone- and even Lance. They knew that they shouldn’t be feeling bad about the blue paladin, but it was hard not to when he still believed in them and went as far as caring for them.

Anonymously send me asks as a tabloid journalist Try to uncover my muse’s wildest secrets. (So what if they’re fake?)

“Smile for--” Oh. OH.

Cue slightly awkward smile as they rubbed the back of their head. By the way the grey face was talking, it sounded like they were on some short of show. Maybe they were being interviewed by the space equivalent of a TV reporter? Who knew, really.

“I wouldn’t say betrayed. I just took matters in my own hands and went with it.” Pidge began saying, shrugging at the second question. “I’m a first class citizen and they treat me like their own- a Galra Soldier- otherwise Sendak and Kuro would have their heads.”