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ladiesloveme ([personal profile] ladiesloveme) wrote in [community profile] purusha2018-12-19 07:27 pm

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Summary: An unknown force draws Lance to Oriande, thought to have been lost forever
Warning: s8 spoilers and breaking fucking hearts
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[personal profile] princessences 2018-12-20 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ When he speaks, she looks up again, following his gaze to the world around them. Something about it is familiar, too. The mix of warm and cool hues, the white stone, the floating islands--similar, but changed. Something at her very essence knows this. A voice inside her head purrs as if in confirmation.

Yes. This is a safe place. He is a safe person. A part of her. An anchor, perhaps, in this reality. She was everywhere and every time at once, but now she is here. In this moment. With this person only.

A few key words ping her. "Friends", of course. And "home". There's a small pang in her chest--it makes her think the latter is filled with something of hurt, but the way he says it...it can only mean good things. And she trusts him. ]


Yes.

[ Not in Altean. She takes his offered hands and allows him to help her up and smiles for the first time. ]

Home.

[ That's where she wants to be. ]

I was called home.
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[personal profile] princessences 2018-12-20 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's speaking again in words that don't register, but a few pop out.

"Atlas."

"Oriande."

It brings her pause as she looks around them. Both of those words...both feel like home. Is that where they're going?

When he directs his words to her, he has her full attention. She blinks, gaze dropping to their hands as he tries to explain through touch and mimicry to convey his message.

She nods with a small smile. ]


I will hold on to you, Lance.
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[personal profile] princessences 2018-12-21 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ Allura keeps her word--her grip is firm, though with less strength that she might have been prone to before. Still new, perhaps, and finding out how all her limbs work again. But walking comes naturally enough, though she does take a moment to curiously watch the way her feet move along the ground. Each step radiates a small puff of stardust beneath her feet, slowly dissipating with time, as if the last remnants of the universe are finally leaving her to her own.

His question draws her gaze as his voice has been each time thus far. Her lips part to speak, but she pauses as language fails her ability to accurately describe what it is to feel newly made, but unafraid. To feel familiar, to feel right, but different. Coherent thoughts on the subject are difficult. ]


I feel...

[ She places her free hand at her heart. ]

Whole.

[ Allura gives a small hum. ]

How long is "very long"?
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[personal profile] princessences 2018-12-21 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Seven deca-phoebes. She has been part of everything in multiple expanses of time. Seven deca-phoebes is nothing in comparison to the existence of the universe and all its incarnations.

And yet...the way he says it makes her believe that it's seven too many. ]


My friends...

[ Something occurs to her all of a sudden. ]

Paladins.

[ Yes. The words feel synonymous. She gives Lance's hand a squeeze that's edging on being too strong. ]

That is you, isn't it?

[ Allura stops then, taking the moment to look up at him, trying to place the familiarity in memories that feel as fleeting as time itself, as if part of some other reality. But bits and pieces feel right. ]

My Paladin. My friend...

[ Her gaze softens then, falling on the blue crescents on his cheeks. ]

A part of me...what makes me whole.
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[personal profile] princessences 2018-12-21 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Left a piece within him...an interesting concept. She's vaguely aware that she's been part of everything for that feels like an eternity, but specifically this person? This blip of life in the expanse of existence itself?

He must be important. Very important. Truly her anchor.

She watches his actions curiously, not prepared for what she's about to see.

Her eyes widen as she looks down at the image.

--Flashes of night--a large tree, a warm dinner around a table, balls of light falling like flower petals around her feet, warm lips, tightness in her chest?--

Allura sucks in a sharp breath, pulling back from him and staring at his face with wide eyes. ]


...

[ There's a heavy pause as she scans his face, her eyes clearer and more focused than they have been this entire time.

Slowly, her gaze drops back to the picture as she takes a step back in towards him. Gingerly she touches it, tracing out the lines of her own hair, and then Lance. ]


Allura...

[ Is her. ]

Lance.

[ Is him. ]

Something took our picture. There was bright light...

[ Allura touches her bottom lip as she shifts to look him in the eyes. ]

I feel something warm.
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[personal profile] princessences 2018-12-21 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She doesn't move away as he draws in, her eyes not leaving his face and only closing when their foreheads meet. Her hands naturally come to fall on his chest as she breathes in the air shared between them.

Whole. Complete. It feels right. It's why she trusts him even if she only senses bits of distant memories that don't fully feel like her own.

When their lips meet, a rush of emotion surges through her. No images, just feelings--confusion, some hurt, and then acceptance, encouragement, the slow and steady budding affection growing in her heart. It feels old and new at the same time, like an old star being reborn anew. Allura presses her lips against his in return, ever so, before drawing back to hold his gaze. ]


Silurjoma.

[ She's called him that many times in the past. Allura had laughed at the notion of calling your lover "babe" after an infant, but returned the sentiment with an Altean term of endearment.

Mark's Glow. The one that makes your markings glow with affection. ]
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[personal profile] princessences 2018-12-22 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ No, most of what he says doesn't translate, having since forgotten most everything but Altean. She understands her name, she understand "you" and "I", but more than that it's the emotion behind his voice that does reach her heart. It's a mixture of joy and pain--joy breaking through pain. The budding tears in his eyes cement that.

She reaches up with both of her hands to smooth her thumbs along the base of his lower lids, wiping away the tears that threaten to fall. When he speaks Altean again, she feels her heart flutter.

And it's suddenly as if the words pour out of her without effort-- ]


I don't understand what has happened, but I feel at the core of my being that I am here because...I am supposed to be. Because of you. I will not let go.
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[personal profile] princessences 2018-12-22 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ He can take all the time he needs. Her concept of time is a little different now, after all, and she doesn't seem to mind just standing there and taking in his presence, basking in the familiarity of it even if she can't place how deep the sense is. She is just trusting her instincts and his own, wherever this will lead her.

There's no reason not to. ]


I will follow where you lead, Lance.

[ And she does without hesitation. Her mind wanders from place to place as she commits the scenery to memory. She has been here before--that she is certain of, though how or why escapes her. Is this where she came from originally? Is this her home? No, Lance said that he is taking her home, which means that it isn't here.

Perhaps it's "Atlas". ]
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[personal profile] princessences 2018-12-22 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ The vehicle is a curious one. Allura hadn't been really expecting anything, as each moment is a new experience from the last. But she is curious and unafraid as she inspects it, watching Lance open it up to reveal something--

--oh. She is to wear it, isn't she?

She blinks before, looking down at herself for a moment. The fact that she hadn't had a single thing on this entire time had never occurred to her. The fact that Lance has been clothed this entire time also hasn't occurred to her. The differences draw a small "oh" from her as she accepts the suit.

Allura turns it over in her hands again and again, testing out the material between her fingers. The garment appears simple enough and she can see where her arms and legs should go, so she slowly dons the uniform. It's not exactly graceful and Allura realizes that she's put something on backwards the first time, but she manages it in the end. Who would have thought putting on clothes was a skill? ]


Is this correct?
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[personal profile] princessences 2018-12-22 07:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ She is just very lucky that, somehow, she can get all her hair into that bun, but his method seems to work well enough. Allura holds still as he works, picking up on what he's doing fairly quickly. Once she feels that bundle of hair pressed against her head, Allura takes the helmet and slowly eases it on from the front, as not to mess up his hard work.

It seems successful and Allura hears the helmet bind and click into place with the suit automatically.

It feels...constricting. Very constricting in comparison to how she had been stretched across everything for so long. Allura isn't sure that she likes this very much, but Lance is also wearing a suit and he said this would keep her safe, so...so she trusts him. ]


How long must I wear this?
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[personal profile] princessences 2018-12-22 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ten doboshes. Very well, she can accommodate that. She does settle behind him and wraps her arms around his waist as directed, holding on tight. The lift of the scooter fascinates her more than it scares her, though she feels a strong pull--a heavy pang in her chest as they start to pull away from the world in swirls of pink and purple. It feels like it's a part of her, but so he is. So she must go.

The transition from beautiful other realm to the emptiness of space is a harsh one. Except she knows more than anyone it isn't exactly empty--but her connection to it is severed. It's an odd feeling as if she's on the outside lookin in at the twinkling stars lightyears away.

Empty. Dark. But beautiful.

As soft sigh at the beauty of it, the only sound being that of her breath in her helmet. Allura leans into his back a little more. She can feel his chest moving, the only indication she gets of him talking. Looking forward, she can see a structure looming ahead as they draw closer and closer.

Is that home? ]
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[personal profile] princessences 2018-12-22 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Allura watches the mechanisms of the ship with open interest, including the door to the airlock closing around them. She does wait until Lance takes his helmet off to do the same, so very glad to feel that she has some space around her head again.

Atlas. Yes, she recognizes that. This must be the Atlas.

Allura is already unzipping her suit when she pauses at another word that rings familiar. ]


Coran?

[ Something about it lights her eyes up.

And, yes, don't mind as she moves to just start taking that whole thing off. ]

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bless coran tho

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THEY'RE BOTH GOOD BOYS

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