'what do you want?' you ask the tan pilot dressed in orange with messy hair and crooked smile
"freedom," he says.
'what do you want?' you ask the tall blonde woman with burned skin and a hand on her blaster behind her belt
"victory," she says.
'what do you want?' you ask the short ginger teen with bruised knuckles, freckled skin and bright eyes following command
"to belong," he says.
'what do you want?' you ask the teen with bright pink hair and scars all over their face who sings to the trees
"family,'" they say.







