(Nah, this yeerk will die.)
Temrash's inner nervousness turned to slight concern. So Asmodee hadn't come back for his head, but was being controlled. He walked to the med bay to see Asmodee patched up, and strapped down. He was starting to stir.
His eyes opened, and for a split second, there was an expression of regret. But it quickly turned to frustration and rage. The Yeerk strained against his shackles, and roared.
"What's your story, brother? I can make things easier for you if you mellow out." Temrash said.
"Insolent traitor! I will rip these restraints apart and make you suffer! The Council gave you everything, and you threw it back at them! You will die, along with the Andalite filth! If not by me, then by others!"
"The Council started a war, and forced us to fight whether we wanted to or not. You think I wanted to spend my entire life on a bladeship, committing genocide and enslaving a galaxy? I doubt you'll be alive much longer unless you start playing nice."
The yeerk spat in Temrash's face in response, and Temrash left the medbay. "I'm afraid he's too much of a loyalist, Oss. Do what you want. I suppose that's one loose end I won't need to worry about. Now, I can go start work on making Ardiss more productive. She should be in Christine, with he others."
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"I come from Mecha Star." Danika told Breekan. "It is a base the size of a small moon that now orbits around this planet's sun. I'm hear to study this place, and the anything interesting that resides here. Danika noticed Keirdan's hand, but made no attempt to move away.