#trorok

She gave a quick shake of her head.

"It's just... this is... normal," she said, shivering.

"I know this is different for you since you're not from here," she added, giving emphasis to the words.  She pitched her voice so the thugs could hear.  "But base-branchers like me are routinely beat up and picked on.  They..."

"We don't like your kind being here!" spat one young Galra.

"So what it's Ascension Day?  You shouldn't be allowed above your station!  You're trash!" hissed another one.

"The only good base-brancher is a dead base-brancher," sneered another.

Cairis couldn't help the flash of anger.  She laid back her ears.

"Then you would have to do all the back-breaking work, idiot!"

The middle-branchers went still.

Then: "What did you just say to me?"

Teenager Trorok and Leela late night chillin’.

From this meme!

Hearing the buzz of the doorbell, Marcio drowsily got up from his bed. The soldier figured someone would come around at some point. He had slept in late, missing the first shift at dawn.

Mari, only in a large T-shirt and his boxer briefs, used the scanner to open the door. His eyes widened to see a doctor standing there in front of his quarters. He had seen and heard about this galra before. One of them being he was one of the Witch’s surgeons.