[ Like. He shouldn't be surprised. And like. It's definitely not the first time he's seen her naked by a long shot. But, well. He supposed he hadn't quite anticipated how eager she would be to get back out of those clothes again. Nor how abruptly eager it made himself.
He stares for a moment at her and then stumbles over his words. ] Buh, Uh, It's uh....
Like? Ten varga? You've been awake around five or six now?
Ack, they're just nice pictures honestly. I get home sick easily so these help. It's always been that way. But, uh.... [ He may as well run through them all. There are... quite a lot of them, actually. ]
This one's a picture of us the first week we all met. Coran wanted commemorate the formation of a new team of paladins. This one's of me and Hunk back when we were still at the Garrison, pretty sure we're like 15 here. He's been my best friend since day one. Me the day I got accepted into the Garrison.... [ A lot of memories. As he talks, his voice clears up; he seems to have at least forgotten his sadness for now.
He stops on the blue lion and breathes a sigh as he picks it up. ] This is actually yours. I won it for you at a festival. It's the Blue Lion of Voltron; I flew it when I first came to space, and then later you flew it. Here, [ He hands it to her. ] Cute, right?
[ Allura happily goes from one image to the next. It's interesting seeing Lance in different stages of his life all at once, something she might not have been fully able to imagine without reference. It helps put a timescale that's something shorter than eons into perspective, if just a bit.]
Hunk is a very nice person.
[ That she can certainly agree with.
The lion, though. She looks between Lance and the little blue lion, holding her hands out to accept it. ]
It's very cute--
[ --Suddenly the room is a little different. There's a pink jacket laid across the bed and Lance is handing her a the small blue lion, saying that he's sorry that it's "not something shiny". But she's all smiles.-- ]
[ She smiles down at the little lion, moving its front paws. It's strange, to think that something so...material ought to belong to her. Nothing did, really, but she belonged to everything. Perhaps in that sense everything belonged to her as well as long as they were one.
But this is one thing out of all the matter in the universe. This tiny, soft...cute little thing.
It belongs to her. And just her.
Well, Lance too.
She smooths her fingers along its back.
At the mention of attending again, Allura brightens immediately. ]
Of course. When we wake up tomorrow, I'll talk to Shiro immediately. We'll make it a big trip and all go together.
[ Though he wonders and doubts they'd see a blue lion like this again. It's been several years since anyone saw the Lions of Voltron. For a little while he's quiet, watching her fawn over the little stuffed animal, remembering how she'd loved it the day she first received it. ]
There's more of your stuff back on Earth. I think Coran has the rest on Altea. There's not much, but I'm sure it'll jog some memories.
[ She smiles at the thought. Something to look forward to--ah, she's thinking forward in time. The moment stretched across past and future, nothing has ever been so linear. But this will be--a specific point to work towards.
It's nice. And yet also seems difficult. Why wait when you don't have to?
She looks up immediately. ]
I have more "stuff"?
[ A pause as she recalls Lance's apology in her memory. ]
[ Lance catches her, oddly shell shocked. He loved to tease, but Allura was always on step ahead of him. It's odd and welcome as she chides his name, rightfully so, and his heart thunders as he holds her, his smile growing as his eyes smolder, and for a moment a little laugh catches his voice before he can find words. ]
We have so much to look forward to, Allura. [ He stares for a beat, wanting to remember her just as she is right now, before pressing his lips to her cheek in a big ol' smooch. ]
[ Lance pauses, thinking, but sighs a moment with a smile. ]
I don't believe many people remember everything. Probably, you'll remember things I forgot by now. That's not so bad. [ He brushes his hand over her hair. ] And we'll make new memories as we go, like today.
I think so. Everyone feels time differently. Today flew by for me.
[ Seven years felt like a hundred. Suddenly one day felt like a second. He rests his forehead against hers as he wraps his arms tight around her waist, one hand shameless as it smooths up her back and remembers how soft her skin is. If not for a heavy old sadness, the familiar touch could have made him feel as if nothing had changed; that their lives had been better years before. ]
I can't imagine how it must feel after being everything for so long. [ He laughs lightly. ]
[ Allura closes her eyes at the feeling of his forehead against hers, of his hand on her back. It's comforting. It's nice. It connects her to the here and now, reminding her what it's like to be a singular whole.
Though, no, she's not singular, is she? One of the first things she had come to realize was Lance--the other part of her.
His comment gets a huff and she cocks her head slightly, incidentally nuzzling his nose with hers. ]
I'm not sure how to...vocalize it. I'm not even sure if I fully understand it. I just felt connected to so many things, and then it was as if one by one those connections were severed and I rolled back. Perhaps that's what led me to this form. I don't know what happened before or after.
[ Though, it's important to note...she brings one hand down to rest on his chest. ]
But I am connected here. You found me and made me whole.
[ Excuse his humbled embarrassment as he garbles his words.: ] Well, I don't-- I can't really... take all the, er.... [ credit. He sighs, amused but frustrated with his limited vocabulary. ]
Something called me out here, Allura. Out there. Maybe the universe didn't need you any more to live. Maybe you pulled me here when you pulled back together.
[ There's a Hot Ass moment where he has to rack his brain for what "Sleeping" means, but nope, it definitely is just whatever verb form of to sleep. No strings attached. No hidden meanings. ]
[ He frowns a little, unsure if it's appropriate to totally strip when Allura doesn't really know much of what's going on, but.... It also doesn't quite feel right to be shy around her, either. She's already seen him topless, anyway, so he sheds the shirt without a second thought before kicking his pants off with just the slightest bit of reluctance. He stands proud in the end, bare, and smiles at Allura for a moment that she can have a proper look at him. A lot of old scars, some as old as the first month they met, carve his figure, but he's certainly not the worst off of all the Paladins. He's still slim, but certainly not the gangling eighteen-year-old he once was. When he's sure she's had her fair look at a body distinctly different from her own, he moves into the bed and pats the spot next to him. ]
[ And look she does, curious and interested. She notes the places they differ and is delighted by the things that feel inherently familiar. She finds herself scanning the width of his chest and following a line down from to his navel---
Then he moves. She blinks and follows suit, taking a seat next to him. ]
Really? [ He muses, a smirk tugging his lips and his eyebrow cocking. ] I think I like looking at you, too.
[ Sorry, Allura, but it is a little funny, and the amusement shows in his eyes as he grins at her. ] You probably don't remember what being into someone is, huh?
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He stares for a moment at her and then stumbles over his words. ] Buh, Uh, It's uh....
Like? Ten varga? You've been awake around five or six now?
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Mm...So we have twice as long as what we've spent before.
[ She tugs at his hands, leading him back over to the dresser, to the photos, and to the blue lion plush. ]
Tell me more about these.
[ She is curious, but perhaps it will help him think of something happy. ]
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This one's a picture of us the first week we all met. Coran wanted commemorate the formation of a new team of paladins. This one's of me and Hunk back when we were still at the Garrison, pretty sure we're like 15 here. He's been my best friend since day one. Me the day I got accepted into the Garrison.... [ A lot of memories. As he talks, his voice clears up; he seems to have at least forgotten his sadness for now.
He stops on the blue lion and breathes a sigh as he picks it up. ] This is actually yours. I won it for you at a festival. It's the Blue Lion of Voltron; I flew it when I first came to space, and then later you flew it. Here, [ He hands it to her. ] Cute, right?
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Hunk is a very nice person.
[ That she can certainly agree with.
The lion, though. She looks between Lance and the little blue lion, holding her hands out to accept it. ]
It's very cute--
[ --Suddenly the room is a little different. There's a pink jacket laid across the bed and Lance is handing her a the small blue lion, saying that he's sorry that it's "not something shiny". But she's all smiles.-- ]
--..."Clear Day"?
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I always wished you'd have come down with us but you were stressed. I wanted to make you feel better and this seemed perfect.
I'll take you to the next Clear Day festival. Should be later this year, if I remember right.
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[ She smiles down at the little lion, moving its front paws. It's strange, to think that something so...material ought to belong to her. Nothing did, really, but she belonged to everything. Perhaps in that sense everything belonged to her as well as long as they were one.
But this is one thing out of all the matter in the universe. This tiny, soft...cute little thing.
It belongs to her. And just her.
Well, Lance too.
She smooths her fingers along its back.
At the mention of attending again, Allura brightens immediately. ]
May we? I would like that.
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[ Though he wonders and doubts they'd see a blue lion like this again. It's been several years since anyone saw the Lions of Voltron. For a little while he's quiet, watching her fawn over the little stuffed animal, remembering how she'd loved it the day she first received it. ]
There's more of your stuff back on Earth. I think Coran has the rest on Altea. There's not much, but I'm sure it'll jog some memories.
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It's nice. And yet also seems difficult. Why wait when you don't have to?
She looks up immediately. ]
I have more "stuff"?
[ A pause as she recalls Lance's apology in her memory. ]
Anything sparkly?
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Well... I could tell you, but that would destroy the surprise, wouldn't it?
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[ What a tease!
She loops her arms around his shoulders, holding onto the lion behind his back. ]
Very well. Keep your secrets. Then I have another thing to look forward to.
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We have so much to look forward to, Allura. [ He stares for a beat, wanting to remember her just as she is right now, before pressing his lips to her cheek in a big ol' smooch. ]
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Yes.
[ But she's quiet for a moment, thoughtful. ]
Lance...will that be enough? I may not be able to remember everything.
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I don't believe many people remember everything. Probably, you'll remember things I forgot by now. That's not so bad. [ He brushes his hand over her hair. ] And we'll make new memories as we go, like today.
It'll be fun.
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[ She muses on that, walking her fingers up the back of his neck in a familiar fashion, one that she seems to know instinctively. ]
It feels like such a short amount of time, but also like it was the first time there was time. Does that make sense?
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[ Seven years felt like a hundred. Suddenly one day felt like a second. He rests his forehead against hers as he wraps his arms tight around her waist, one hand shameless as it smooths up her back and remembers how soft her skin is. If not for a heavy old sadness, the familiar touch could have made him feel as if nothing had changed; that their lives had been better years before. ]
I can't imagine how it must feel after being everything for so long. [ He laughs lightly. ]
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Though, no, she's not singular, is she? One of the first things she had come to realize was Lance--the other part of her.
His comment gets a huff and she cocks her head slightly, incidentally nuzzling his nose with hers. ]
I'm not sure how to...vocalize it. I'm not even sure if I fully understand it. I just felt connected to so many things, and then it was as if one by one those connections were severed and I rolled back. Perhaps that's what led me to this form. I don't know what happened before or after.
[ Though, it's important to note...she brings one hand down to rest on his chest. ]
But I am connected here. You found me and made me whole.
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Something called me out here, Allura. Out there. Maybe the universe didn't need you any more to live. Maybe you pulled me here when you pulled back together.
I don't think we'll ever know.
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Perhaps we called out to each other.
[ That seems reasonable enough to her. For now. ]
And now we're here. Sleeping.
[ Well... ]
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Uh.....
This isn't sleeping. ....Do you want to sleep?
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[ Oh.
Hm.
Allura might have been embarrassed before, but right now it's. Well. It is what it is. There's a lot she's yet to remember, after all.
She's a little embarrassed. ]
I had assumed--
[ Since they came in there...to sleep. Right? ]
...I'm not sure. Is it enjoyable?
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I mean, I think so. Here, follow my lead. [ He steps back and moves toward the bed, drawing the covers back, but stops after a moment. ]
Do you mind if I undress a little?
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She shakes her head. ]
You are used to feeling corporeal, but I would like to know what you look like.
[ Strip, Lance. ]
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Then he moves. She blinks and follows suit, taking a seat next to him. ]
I think I like looking at you.
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[ Sorry, Allura, but it is a little funny, and the amusement shows in his eyes as he grins at her. ] You probably don't remember what being into someone is, huh?
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rubs hands together and grins fiendishly
resurrects porn from 4 months ago
good porn never dies
and it's about to become PAIN
i put this pain off for so long