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lance { sharpshooter } ([personal profile] cargoed) wrote in [community profile] acatalepsy_logs2018-08-08 04:33 pm

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Who: lance and allura!
Where: lobby of the hostel.
When: backdated to pre-lockdown.
Rating: pg???
What: It's Time To Talk About Lotor, and other Voltron issues.



[ lance had been...taking his time, with all of this. understandably, you know, considering the against-their-will world hopping, kidnapped by a goddess, and now an entire world full of robots and weird technology things lance had never actually had to deal with before because he'd always had hunk, or pidge. so not only did he have to learn a whole different level of, you know, existing, he had that really not that great dream. slash memories. slash whatever the quiznak was even happening to them.

because sure, he felt better knowing shiro was at least okay. that keith and shiro were both on the same page. but the whole deal with lotor, with allura, bothered him. still bothered him. even after it all came out and all that needed to be said was, it still didn't...he didn't know. work? feel better?

he never liked lotor - a fact he hoped was VERY OBVIOUS TO EVERYONE HE KNEW - but he didn't feel as better as he wanted to feel now that it was. out there. especially where it concerned allura, and that wasn't fair. he was supposed to feel better now that lotor's true nature was out there!!! and they didn't have to deal with all of that!!! but he didn't. instead, he felt like it was more complicated.

so instead of pacing around his room like a crazy person, lance decides to head down to the bottom floor. he knows there isn't much, but maybe there'd just be...people. down there. that could distract him. what he doesn't expect to find is allura, sitting on the corner of one of the couches, and he doesn't so much as hesitate before he's wandering over, curious and a little worried? ]


Hey...Princess? Everything okay?
juniberries: (my "we make a good team" face)

[personal profile] juniberries 2018-08-26 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Even though she's pulled away from the hug, she does remain close to him, eventually shifting once more to sit closer to him, to rest her head at his shoulder in a familiar gesture.

It's a bit ridiculous how tired crying makes you feel, especially when you spend so long trying to just hold it all in for the sake of...saving face.
]

More like saved me from falling flat on my face in front of everyone. [Her smile remains.] I do feel bad for twisting your arm like that.

[Try as she might, tense situations did sometimes have her at her worst, on the overly defensive where she thinks little and simply acts.

She's gotten better, just as her relationship has with the rest of the team. With Lance, especially. And at his response, she flushes a bit at the ears, humbled.
]

It's a bit difficult to imagine our lives any differently. Even with all the changes the team has gone through over-- however long it's been.

[She remains cozied up to him, eyes growing half-lidded as she gazes out towards the lobby. Platt, meanwhile, has run back up onto the couch, though this time takes to settling into Lance's lap instead of Allura's.]

I wonder...how many times can I thank you, before it becomes redundant? [Maybe it's true to Blue Paladin form to make jokes about covering up insecurities.] But you truly are a wonderful friend.