She's a working girl, selling her company to make ends meet, never reaching that nirvana of accomplishment.
He is a man of influence that studies and trains to be better than he is, in turn, bettering his people and their planet.
Together they will inadvertently create the change their world so desperately yearns for, and release their kind from under the slavery and persuasive strength of alien forces.
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Jaded Pill
Preface.
On many worlds, civil stations are often separated with the division of wealth and poverty. It is often presumed that the civility and the particular nature of a persons worth is based on the factor of money. If you are rich, than you are privileged. If you are poor, than you are useless. If you are middle-classed, than you are expected to work the jobs the wealthy won't do and poor can't. It is no different on any other civilized planet, with any other accommodating nation, with any other courteous people, and with any other diplomatic and created laws. These stations are expected to be performed to the utmost certainty, with the assumption that no one can deny their station and become apart of any other class that is better than their own.
It is no different on the planet of Vegeta. Within the Saiyan race - the inhabitants of Vegeta - there are four expected stations. The most promised and pure of all is that of the Valaska (va·la·skaw). In this class sits the king and his family, followed by grand nobles and super elite fighters. The people of planet Vegeta who are not privileged to be of pure-blood decent often aspire to be, and as children often play as such.
The Dedrites (ded·rights) are the next station, housing the elite fighters and first class warriors. These are off-world fighters who frequently handle planetary war and negotiations with direct order from the king. Being second in class gives them certain privileges that aren't available to those lower in station than they are, but they aren't given the luxuries as those in higher, or with more influential power.
The Molasquaw (ma·law·skaw) is a disrespected tribe, but certainly not the most degraded. In this group alone sits the second class warriors, the handlers of civil matters, or matters of the state. This group is a dying one, and soon it will no longer be written that the Molasquaw are to fight and control the civil wars throughout the countries of planet Vegeta.
The most disgraceful and feeble race amongst all Saiyans is the tribe of the Cha'oronee (cha·o·row·nay): the third class warriors that couldn't even be regarded as such, or even as true Saiyans. They are the crop holders, water gatherers, and hard laborers of the entire planet. The only time the planet's Council calls upon them is for their necessary assistance in universal war and planet purges. The Cha'oronee are considered the deformities that plague the society, with solid pigment changes in their hair and eye color, which gives reason to believe they are not Saiyan at all.
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Author's Note: Okay, so I'm trying this story again, but this time around it has a new title. If you read the next chapter, you'll notice that the chapter title is this same as the story title. I titled the chapter before I renamed the story, so that's the reason behind that. Anyway, I hope you like this. And more chapters coming soon.
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