Dib took a steady breath, unable to tell if he appreciated his sister's explanation or if it was just some sort of bullshit. Nothing made sense anymore, his family was all kinds of fucked up and his feelings towards what they all have done to him, to Zim, to Dakota, to Matthew, it was a ranged reaction that had similar feelings towards it.

If his father had actually arranged a ship for him to take, then that was at least something, right? It was some kind of gesture on his part, a final apology to his son? Professor Membrane wasn't a monster, he wouldn't leave his own son to die in space, no matter what he thought of Dib.

The sound of glass shattering and metal crunching in the distance told Dib that Matthew was working out his aggression, and he stopped thinking just for a second to take off towards the noise. Matthew destroying anything worth taking was a bad thing, "Matthew!" He shouted once he found the other, in one of the labs. It looked like an enraged bull had gone through and destroyed everything in its path. Chemicals were dripping onto the floor and mixing together, some of them dripping through the floor after eating the metal it was on. "Jesus fucking Christ." Dib followed the trail of destruction and found Matthew slamming his fists into something thick and electronic, his fists were riddled with cuts and bleeding but the man didn't really care at the moment.

"MATTHEW!" Dib tried again, grabbing onto his arm and recoiling when the man turned and moved like he was going to slam Dib in the face, before Matthew stopped completely. The man was breathing heavily, staring wildly at Dib as if the younger man just done something to insult him.

"Leave me alone, Dib." He hissed out, twisting his fist into the machine it was inside.

"I can't afford to have you destroy anything else." Dib shot back, glaring at him. "We're being given a ship and 24 hours to leave this area before missiles come and blow this place up, and I want at least everything valuable from here on that ship."

Matthew went quiet, stewing in his anger but removing his bloodied hand from the machine. It stung, but he was used to smaller amounts of pain so much that it felt like nothing at all.

"Matthew!" Dakota shoved past Jinx and the door to rush over to him, grabbing for his hands and glaring up at him, "One day you're going to get an infection and lose a limb." She lectured, turning towards Dib, "Where's the medical supplies?"

Dib could see a dramatic change in how Matthew went from boiling in anger to a docile calm once Dakota joined his side, glancing over to the Irken at the door and seeing how he was glowering at Matthew. "Follow me." Dib said to her, leading the two down a hallway and into a room, a pristine white room with medical beds and a collection of various smaller items.

Irken medical supplies weren't like human medical supplies at all, as Dib unearthed a small glass tube containing blue gel. "This will disinfect the wounds and absorb the blood while clotting the cuts up. It's an all-in-one healing agent for superficial wounds."

Dakota took the tube and stared at the gel in interest, "I hope we have more than one of these." She uncapped the tube to scoop the gel out, spreading it over Matthew's hand curiously and watching as the blue hue of the gel slowly absorbed the blood, turning nearly purple.

"Huh." Matthew smiled faintly, flexing his hand. "It feels like it has menthol inside of it or something."

"Just coat both his hands with it and then wipe the rest of it clean with a cloth. Dib stepped away from the two of them after that, heading back to the door. Jinx had followed them, still watching the two of them with emblazoned jealously. Dib rolled his eyes at the sight and pulled Jinx away forcefully, "I need you to help me with something."

Jinx scowled at him, "I'm not leaving my human with that." He argued.

"He's not going to do anything, Jinx, do you even realize that those two have a history? They've known each other for longer than you knew her." Dib yanked him away from the door, narrowing his eyes at him.

Jinx allowed himself to be led away after some hesitation, listening to the human. "What do you want?"

The further away the two got from the medical room, the more Matthew relaxed, watching Dakota steadily. His eyes couldn't leave the red mark on her neck, and he bit down a sudden urge to do something against that. He was biting down a lot of things lately, and all for her. He couldn't explain it, how being right next to her made his blood rush like he was experiencing the best high without the drugs.

Dakota was still massaging the purple gel into his hands, focused on just that and smiling a little. He had come all this way to rescue her, infiltrating a facility and breaking through glass so he could reach her. Seeing him in that room she was in was like seeing hope. Matthew didn't have to do it, any of it. He always came back to her, as if he owed his life to make sure she was safe. She wondered if Everett knew that he was so dedicated to her, and hoped that it didn't ruin their relationship. She felt lucky to have him in her life.

"Is he treating you right?" Matthew suddenly asked, breaking the silence between them.

Dakota looked up curiously, into his tired dark eyes, "Jinx?" She looked back down and removed her purple fingers from his hands, "I'm safe, if that counts. Otherwise, between us it's…complicated. He's—he's an alien, first and foremost. I have to remind myself that every time," She smiled at him, "Humans and aliens are on different wavelengths, with different outlooks and different emotions, mindsets, backgrounds, just about anything. We seem to be getting along, however, if that counts for anything."

Matthew listened to her, watching her mouth closely. He absentmindedly reached for a sheet of cloth to wipe his hands off, looking down at them for a moment. "I'm only wondering if he's not planning just to use you or worse, Dakota."

Dakota took a sheet of cloth for her own hands, shaking her head. "I think I can take care of myself—"

"I know that." Matthew said suddenly, "You're…a very headstrong girl, Dakota. You were able to take care of yourself back on those drugs, and you're more capable of taking care of yourself now. I don't mind what you do behind closed doors, but if he tries to harm you in any fucking way then I won't feel bad for retaliating."

Dakota blushed slightly, looking away from her hands and back to Matthew. "You're so protective of me, I feel kind of worried when Abby and Tabby start to get boyfriends of their own and how you're going to threaten those poor boys."

Matthew crumpled up the cloth sheet and tossed it, looking back at Dakota. "You're different than my daughters, Dakota. I don't think of you that way." He said it quietly, his eyes focused on hers.

She watched him steadily, her fingers trembling as they held onto the cloth, "Matthew…"

Matthew couldn't hold it in anymore, reaching out to cradle her head before leaning in to kiss her gently, his own lips touching hers. Dakota's breath seemed to be sucked away with his kiss, dropping the sheet to grasp onto his shirt. Warring thoughts entered her head, one to push him back and another to encourage the action, indecisiveness keeping her still as he kissed her with earnest. Dakota pressed back hesitantly, gasping when his reaction doubled and he held on desperately, kissing her more passionately than before until both of them needed to breathe.

When Matthew finally broke the kiss they were both flushed, Matthew's eyes were blown out in a daze, staring at Dakota as she stared back with her own fixated awe. The woman didn't know what to do at the moment, opening her mouth to speak before shutting it again, a dozen thoughts flying over her head before one image took over. Jinx, his deep crimson eyes in burning anger as he gutted Matthew for what he had just done. Dakota flinched then, when Matthew's hand touched her neck, and she stepped back quickly, her eyes expressing abject horror at the revelation of what could happen if the Irken knew.

"Dakota—" Matthew tried, watching her step back in pure fear before racing out of the room entirely. He didn't understand why she did that when she returned his gesture. He touched his lips, still feeling the warmth of hers lingering before he dropped his hand, letting out a tired sigh. He wondered if this action, his honest display of love, had arrived far too late. All the roads that he had taken to get to Dakota were now blocked by something eight feet tall with blazing red eyes.

He couldn't really love her if her heart was captured by an alien.

The atmosphere following what had happened kept Dakota and Matthew in an awkward silence when they were together, though so far Jinx had no idea what had transpired between them, going about the job that Dib set out for him while Dib proceeded to do a sweep of the main control room. Matthew was encouraged to get some rest and Dakota cleaned out the medical room.

"I should have asked for clothes." She said to Dib once she came out with a crate full of medical supplies. "This lab coat is all I have."

Dib looked at her and Zim's tiny lab coat, not having taken notice of her state of dress ever since they rescued them. "Follow me." He motioned her to join him as he led her down another hallway and into a smaller room. "If you don't really mind wearing Zim's old clothes, there's enough here for a whole suit." He opened up a closet door, which contained smaller drawers. "One day in sixth grade we traded outfits just for the fun of it, and I learned that Irken clothes stretch to fit. He never told me about the fabric his clothes consisted of, like it was some kind of alien secret he wanted to keep from me." He pulled out one of the pants and tossed it to her. They looked smaller than what she could fit in, and Dakota eyed them wearily.

"I won't be able to wear this." She told him skeptically.

Dib grinned, "You will, just try them on." He turned away then to give her some privacy, waiting patiently.

Dakota still wasn't convinced, stretching them out at first and realizing that they were expanding with her. She carefully balanced on one leg to pull one over her own, watching as the fabric manipulated itself to her size without looking overly stretched out. She repeated the action with the other leg, pulling it over herself with a look of bewilderment in her eyes. They didn't feel like a vice either, just snug like leggings would feel. "Motherfucker, Irkens would make millions in this fashion industry alone."

Dib laughed at that, pulling out one of the red tunics and tossing that one to her as well. "Imagine how I felt when they fit on me, and I had a growth spurt at the time. Zim's—was—a…" Dib trailed off, breathing out a sigh, "He was small…"

Dakota pursed her lips as she watched Dib try not to cry again, reaching over to hug him tight. "You two were very close, even if you both were enemies for a while." She said softly. Dib had to remember that she knew Zim as well from his own cartoon, nodding against her and crying silently.

She consoled him for as long as she needed to, both of them ending up on the floor against the row of closet doors with his head in her lap. He looked utterly miserable and embarrassed, having broke down so badly when he was supposed to be the strong one in their small group. Dakota didn't say anything about it, humming something her mother used to sing while petting his hair back, running her fingers curiously through the scythe-like lock of hair and wondering about the physics of that one lock.

"I shouldn't be like this." Dib murmured.

"Don't be ashamed for your emotions." Dakota said softly, "It's perfectly okay to cry and let go, Everett taught me that." She frowned a little, "Everett taught me a lot of things…and we're about to leave her."

Dib bristled at the woman's name, biting his lip. Didn't Matthew tell her about Everett yet? She was the reason Dakota had gone through all of this. Before he could say anything Dib held his tongue, knowing for sure that if he said anything that Matthew would punch him or worse. It wasn't his secret to tell.

"I need to get back." Dib raised himself from Dakota's lap, looking over at her and fixing her a small look of gratitude. "I've broken down in front of everybody now."

Dakota pursed her lips together before looking away, nodding. "I think when everything's over and done with we all deserve a full day's worth of sleep."

Dib couldn't help but laugh a little, getting up to his feet. "Take everything you need from this room." He said to her before leaving.

Dakota slowly got to her own feet, looking at the collection of tiny clothes and taking a red tunic into her hands. Instantly she thought about Jinx, and how he would probably destroy everything she wore when his arousal peaked. Even so, she couldn't go about life wearing next to nothing.

Dakota suddenly wished for a dress.

The ship arrived a full 48 hours after the initial transmission, a large metallic cruiser that nearly looked like a cargo ship. Dib expected it to be marked with his father's company or at least the logo, but it looked like the logo had been stripped away, leaving a faint outline.

When the door opened at the loading dock, everyone went still at the sight of Dib's sister. Jinx's antennae twitched irritably at the sight of the woman while Dakota took a hold of Matthew's arm. Dib didn't say anything, staring at his sister evenly and not showing any emotion.

"Why are you here?" He questioned.

"Believe it or not, Dib, it's because I care." She said calmly.

"Yeah, care enough to fuck with my family—"

"Matthew, load the ship." Dib interrupted the man loudly, glaring back at him with a warning in his eyes.

Dakota pushed Matthew away, shaking her head. "Now's not the time." She whispered.

Gaz didn't look affected by Matthew's outburst, stepping further away from the loading dock. "Dad wanted me to thank you for doing this." She said honestly.

Dib followed her, "What do you mean? Thank me for leaving?"

"Thank you for getting involved with them." She gestured to the other three, "If you weren't involved in this entire thing, then your friends would have ended up in captivity and experimented on. Allowing them to leave like this is our way of doing the right thing without harming anyone."

"Anymore than you already have." Dib quipped sarcastically.

"Hey, I'm not going to apologize for dad." Gaz glared at him, "Yes, he's done some pretty despicable things by your standards but everything was for the greater good of the planet."

Dib glared at her, "How is tearing apart Zim and breaking him completely for the greater good?"

Gaz went quiet at that, her eye twitching slightly. "He arrived on Earth to destroy it, do you remember? How can you defend someone who was literally the enemy? He tried to kill you!"

"He might have been here for the wrong reasons but he was still—" Dib's voice rose before he stopped entirely, taking a steady breath. There was no use fighting about it, Gaz and Dib never agreed on anything concerning their father. He let the argument go, just because it wouldn't bring Zim back no matter how much he tried to defend him.

"Dib!" Dakota's voice broke him out of his thoughts, watching the woman head over to them with a hanger and clothes in her hands. She stared at Gaz for a moment, shaking the garments. "You didn't have to—"

"What?" Dib looked at the clothes, "She got you clothes?"

"These aren't new clothes, they're from my old apartment." Dakota corrected him, still staring at Gaz. "You went all the way to New Haven and took my clothes. It's not just me, either. There's a closet full of your clothes and Matthew's clothes—and a photo album from Everett…My books, your computers, Matthew's punching bag—"

Dib stared at Dakota incredulously before switch his attention towards Gaz, the woman looking extra uncomfortable for being caught doing something considerate. "You dropped by our homes?"

"Just so you know that I'm not a heartless bitch, Dib." Gaz said with an irritated edge to her voice, glaring over at Dakota, "You can stop staring at me now."

Dakota quickly grinned at her and finally turned away, laughing as she headed back into the ship. She quickly ran into hers and Jinx's room that contained her personal effects, putting down the clothes to rummage through the closet and pull out a dress. Across the hallway from her room was Matthew and Dib's joined room, Matthew sitting on his small bed and staring at the photos in the album containing pictures of his children, tears stinging the corners of his eyes.

Jinx was inside the storage part of the ship, putting away everything they collected from the space station, his eyes running across a crate marked 'tampons' and another crate marked 'whiskey'. His gaze settled on a door across from him, and he made his way over. The metal was cold at his touch and he opened it, walking into a freezing room that contained bags of food, though his attention quickly left the rations and towards a large box that contained something spiky with green spines jutting from their tops. It was the weirdest looking thing he's ever seen. Jinx picked one up and turned it in his hand.

He took the offending object with him as he left the colder room, heading out of the storage area and down the short hall into his and Dakota's room, catching her in a white sundress testing out the durability of the bed. "What's this?" He presented the spiked object to her, watching her face flush at the sight of it before a laugh erupted from her person.

"That's a pineapple." Dakota laughed pleasantly, standing up and reaching out for it, "You see, cut this open and the fruit is inside, it's really good."

Jinx let her take the fruit before focusing on the bed in front of them. He reached out to shut the door to their room before fluidly grabbing Dakota up by the waist, lifting her up off her feet and throwing her back onto the bed. Dakota yelped when he did and laughed, the pineapple falling from her grasp as Jinx followed after her, his hands dipping under the dress to explore what lied beneath it. "I don't see why you need clothing, female." He said lowly as he felt her own heat, how she wasn't wearing anything else. "There's no need for any of it when you're here." He growled against her neck while slipping two fingers inside of her, grinning as she let out a wanton sigh.

Dakota could feel him licking her skin, her body shivering delightfully against him, "I can't just expose myself at all times…" She whispered against him while arching into his touch, "Learn to fuck me with my clothes on, Jinx." She reached out to grasp his own robes, pulling him closer.

Jinx purred in response and kissed her fully, allowing his tongue to explore her mouth while he fingered her, flicking his thumb over her sensitive clit and enjoying her excited whimpers. Even without full control over this female, he could still make her bend to his will with a few strokes. "You still owe me your mouth, Da-ko-ta." He said teasingly, massaging her slowly.

She began to pant and sigh, reaching up to caress his face before dipping down to kiss and suck at his neck. "Make me cum first and I'll swallow everything you give me." She said against his neck, gasping out when his ministrations became quicker. She bit down on his neck and sucked it as hard as she could, wanting to mark him herself.

Dakota heard something just then, a whirring of gears before seeing something slip past the corner of her eyes, hearing Jinx chuckle from behind before she could see it fully, a slew of metal appendages that looked ominous and menacing. Two branched off and wrapped around her legs tight, forcing them further apart and practically pulling her further down, making her yelp. Dakota's eyes went wide, feeling Jinx shift against her until she was face to face with his own arousal, her brain coming to the quick conclusion of what he was doing.

"So a funny thing happened while you were in the medical wing." Jinx positioned Dakota so she was on her knees before him. "That Dib human re-activated my pack extensions, and I was just so thrilled." He pet her hair, gripping it tightly and raising her head towards his pulsing phallus. "I would have surprised you sooner but I could smell him on you when you came out."

Something touched Dakota's clit, a cold metal that sent her a small jolt of electricity that had her breath catching in the back of her throat, while another appendage that was just as cold, slick with something even colder, buried itself into her wet hole, vibrating ever so slightly as it slowly pumped into her. "J-Jinx—"

"I believe you need to realize just who you belong to, and if I'm not allowed to murder that human that poses a threat to me, then you need to be trained. Now, open that lovely mouth of yours and put it to good use."

Dakota gasped again as the appendage against her clit shocked her again, opening up wide enough to allow his girth into her mouth. A shudder wracked through her body as she sucked and licked his phallus, wanting to find something entirely wrong with this scenario. She couldn't, only realizing that being punished for kissing Matthew was becoming something she wanted to do again. If Jinx did this every time she went to him, then she wanted to know how far it would go.

Jinx purred, guiding her head against his slick girth, "Now here's the fun part." He said lowly, "You're not allowed to cum until I do, and if you do, then there's a penalty."

The appendage inside of her began to get stronger in its vibrations, making her groan around his tentacle as her eyes fell half-lidded. She strained to keep herself upright, whimpering as she swallowed around him and enjoyed how good he tasted. Dakota's hands held onto either side of his hips, pressing herself as far as she could go and bobbing her head against him. She lost concentration when her clit experienced another shock, crying out around his phallus as her hips tried to react against it. He was doing his best to send her over the edge first, feeling the fat appendage inside of her thrust even harder. She doubled her efforts to suck him off, using her tongue to flick over the tip of his tentacle and sucking even harder, groaning when she felt his hips thrust against her face and practically devouring every inch of him.

Jinx underestimated this game completely, groaning and holding onto his human as she sucked him like he was the last thing she'd ever eat, doing her best to coax him into releasing into her mouth while his own appendages were driving her closer to the edge. Another shock made her squeal and take closer attention to the tip, the woman taking his shuddering reactions to be a good sign. Jinx hissed out, doubling his own efforts as his own appendage started fucking her as hard as possible, making her cry even harder against him. He was losing control, gripping her hair tight and hissing out when he finally felt himself cum into her throat, feeling her swallow him greedily as one last electric shock to her clit made her orgasm, her walls tightening around the appendage within her before it finally slipped out, dripping with her own juices.

They were both left panting over the intensity of their own releases. Jinx's appendages unwrapped themselves from her person and retracted into where they came from while Dakota finally slumped over the bed like a weak foal. He joined her, gathering his human into his arms and holding her against him.

Dakota's body was in a blissful buzzing sensation and she didn't want to escape the feeling, sighing against her Irken and moving her hand lazily to trace something along his chest. "It makes me actually want to go out and make you jealous." She mused aloud.

Jinx chuckled breathlessly, "I'll just have to remind you who you belong to."

She thought back to the times she argued against that topic, screaming to him that she didn't belong to anyone. She wouldn't admit it to him now, how that idea now just sounded so…tempting.

If she had to belong to anyone, then she'd rather it be him.

When Dakota and Jinx finally resurfaced, Matthew was already in the co-pilot's seat going through the controls with Dib.

"Okay I get it, accelerate, reverse, forward." He pointed to three different controls. "Brakes, autopilot, and…hyper drive?" He questioned the last with a higher octave, looking at Dib for an answer.

"You catch on quick." Dib told him with a grin, "I'm sure when someone else returns he might be able to learn the controls." He turned to look pointedly at Jinx. "Did you two have fun?"

Dakota went red immediately, narrowing her eyes at Dib, "Yes." She said defiantly, straightening herself.

"Very much so." Jinx added, stepping over to both of them. "Where's the other human?"

"Gaz went back through the teleporter." Dib said distractedly, "Our countdown has begun and I expect to be gone long before this place explodes."

"Where are we going to go, exactly?" Jinx questioned, "Irken forces are on my trail and I highly doubt you have any intergalactic contacts at your disposal."

Dib managed a smile in Jinx's direction, "Actually, I have one, I just haven't used it."

"One." The Irken repeated.

Dakota watched Dib for a moment, recognition crossing her features at the same time Matthew realized who he meant.

"Prisoner 777!" They both exclaimed.

Dib nodded, grinning. "Yeah, I got his number from Zim's database, and I never released it through the cartoon, but I've corresponded with him at least twice since discovering him. He's been a great help, and when I actually tell him that Zim isn't alive anymore, he's sure to thank me somehow."

"Why would he thank you for Zim's death?" Matthew questioned.

Dib avoided everyone's eyes, "Zim…well…held his children…hostage…for…some time but that's not really important anymore, I have a feeling he has ties to the Resisty and that's my end game. We need to get in contact with them."

Jinx's eye twitched, "You want to…contact the Resisty." The thought was disgusting, to actually associate with the traitors to the Empire, nevermind the fact that he was being hunted down by the Empire itself.

"Will the Resisty even accept us?" Dakota asked then, "We have nothing to offer, we're just nomads at this point."

"We have something to offer." Dib reassured her, "Dakota, you're a Meekrob hybrid, you're the last of their species. You're a threat to the Empire itself. Matthew is a soldier and will be useful no matter what he does, and Jinx is—"

"I'm not assisting the Resisty." Jinx interrupted him.

Dib narrowed his eyes at him, "You're being hunted down by your own kind and you're still loyal to them?"

"I'm being hunted down by the Empire because I assassinated Red and Purple, not because I have traitorous views about the Empire itself!" The Irken shouted, "Assisting the Resisty will be worse than killing a couple of Tallests. I have my pride!"

"You have nothing right now, Jinx!" Dib cried out, "The Resisty will protect you from being killed by your own kind! The Empire wants your head on a pike! What about that is so hard to understand? I'm not changing my plans just because you have this fucked up sense of morality about your own people." Dib stepped away in anger.

"I hate to say this," Matthew stood up slowly, "But as a soldier, becoming a turncoat is worse than anything. I kinda get where this asshole's coming from."

Everyone went quiet at Matthew's words, and Jinx glowered at the human, "Oh, you would agree with me." He spat.

"Jinx." Dakota grabbed the Irken's arm, "Can we talk?"

Jinx sent his glower towards Dakota, wincing when she squeezed his arm a little too tight. Dakota pulled him away right then and there, leading him back to their joined room.

When the door shut Dib looked over at Matthew, silently asking for an explanation.

"What?" Matthew's voice cracked.

Jinx made sure the door was shut and locked before turning to his human, looking at her steady glare as she calmly sat on the bed. "I take it this isn't about another round."

"What do you think is going to happen when the Empire captures us?" Dakota questioned bluntly. "Do you assume they're just going to take you and let us go?"

"That's assuming if they are going to capture us." Jinx shot back, "I'm not about to hand myself over to them."

"Yes, but…" She took a breath, "Imagine the scenario, Jinx, because it's a highly probable one. They're going to capture us and board the ship. First thing they're going to do is kill Matthew because he's going to fight back."

"No downside there." Jinx smirked.

Dakota narrowed her eyes, "Second thing they're going to do is either kill Dib or capture him, depending on how he reacts. The third thing they're going to do is capture you and me. Now, after that, they're going to take us back to the Massive and put you in front of the Control Brains. They're going to delete you right then and there. Now what do you think is going to happen next?"

Jinx slowly sat down next to her, "You're going to be taken by the nearest Irken that wants you."

"Exactly." She stressed, "Say what you want about your Empire but they're the enemy right now. You told me yourself you wouldn't let anything bad happen to me, Jinx. You promised to protect me, and if you deny the Resisty, then you deny that protection for all of us." She reached over and slipped her fingers between his, "Now isn't the time to think about your loyalties, as you erased them the minute you killed Red and Purple. You were the enemy of the Empire when you decided that."

Jinx looked down at their joined hands, thinking about what she said. He had to admit that she was smart enough to know how everything would turn out, and he had no doubt that it wouldn't turn out differently than that. He would be deleted and Dakota would be sold off to the highest bidder, Dib and Matthew would most likely be killed as well. He didn't like admitting that he was wrong, but right now he couldn't afford to be conceited about it. He mulled over everything, his views, his values, his situation. He had done something that he couldn't come back from, and running away forever wasn't going to make it any better for him or his human.

When Jinx left the room Dakota was behind him, and the Irken slowly stopped at the sight of a Vortian on the screen, peering at Dib before Jinx had entered, realizing who the Irken was as his tiny red eyes grew bigger.

"When did you come across The Betrayer?" Prisoner 777 asked, "That Irken is on the ranks of Domino."

"Domino?" Dib looked at the Vortian curiously, "Who's Domino."

Prisoner 777 grinned, "Domino is—"

"The Renegade Tallest." Jinx answered for the Vortian, walking over to him and Matthew. "The third in line to become Tallest along with Red and Purple only to escape Irk because of his traitorous Anti-Empire beliefs. He became a powerful force for the Resisty and is said to have a 10 trillion money price on his head."

Prisoner 777 nodded in agreement, "Domino is the Resisty's primary financial backer, some say he's the real leader of the Resisty and not Lard Nar. If you want any form of assistance it would be him that you go to."

Dakota stopped at Matthew's chair, putting her hands on his shoulders, "Where would we find Domino?" She asked.

"Planet Retristè, the planet of debauchery and sin."