#risingidolisms

@risingidolisms

Ziikya: “C-CUT THAT SS-SHT OUT, OR IM G-GONNA HAVE TO SING YOUR E-EULOGY FROM A PRISON CELL!”

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   The Commander of the Second Fleet had a reputation for his sweet tooth and preference for small things that are easy to nimble on. One would think someone so fragrantly innocent as Ziikya would have made his mouth water. Instead it only caused him to pinch his face as if he had his nose right in a bottle of vinegar whenever the idol was brought up.

   Young, average height, slimmer build and big vibrate eyes, pale fur, basically every trait that screamed ‘I am an pathetic helpless kit’. And Phalanx hated it. He wasn’t against the little lamb himself, he supposed, but rather that this walking lollipop was produced by and marketed for Galra as something... desirable, and that was what made him sick. There was no room for timid mindsets, for weak guts and everything this kit stood for.

   Phalanx fully intended to remedy this little situation with patience and planning.

   “ I know this wasn’t what you’re agent planned for but I’m sure you’ll find this to be a much more relaxed meeting. ” he forged a polite, gentle tone, even going so far as to be in semi casual attire as he lead the meek thing down to the techs lounge room. 

   The place was rather rough, dark and industrial, with grates for flooring, exposed pipes and vent ducts lining the walls and cables dangling from the rather low ceiling. It would have felt cold and alien if not for the repaired furniture the littered the place with pillows tossed everywhere, gadgets splayed out across the floor and a smell of fast food emanating from a small kitchen unit tucked away on the far side. 

   When they entered said room, there were close to fifteen individuals, all  seated haphazardly in various places watching four of the bunch play a racing game, judging from the noise from the entertainment system. Most didn’t take notice until a small saboteur lazily tilted her head to see who had entered.

   “ Hey-Yooo Commander! I know you like steal other people’s things, but don’t you think someone is going to notice an Idol is missing? ” at that point they all turned their attention to the door way, some clearly interested and others rather confused as to what their commander had brought in.