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shiro2hero) wrote in
thisavrou_log2017-09-25 09:13 pm
all along the watchtower
Who: Ex-Residents of Lion House
When: During the mediation center and ingress complex assaults.
Where: Angela Zeigler's old house
What: The remainder of Team Voltron piece themselves back together again.
Warnings: none yet
Notes: tag around, tag whoever, it's the saddest mingle log.
Angela's house is just as it was the last time anyone had stepped in. Dustier, colder. But the furniture is there. The non-perishable and medical supplies are there. It's still got some power to it, and for what isn't online, there's a fireplace and blankets. The smuggled cow is wandering around in back of the house. Out of sight.
It's off the beaten path.
As good a place as any to hunker down, wait out the storm of what might come. Make plans. Figure out what the next step is going to be, once the dust settles.
And address the absences from the household. The quiet where there should be red and blue. Their armor is settled into a chair, empty and waiting. They aren't whole anymore. Now they have to figure out where to go from here.
So nap, talk, make plans - the whole house is yours. It's going to be a long day and a longer night.
When: During the mediation center and ingress complex assaults.
Where: Angela Zeigler's old house
What: The remainder of Team Voltron piece themselves back together again.
Warnings: none yet
Notes: tag around, tag whoever, it's the saddest mingle log.
Angela's house is just as it was the last time anyone had stepped in. Dustier, colder. But the furniture is there. The non-perishable and medical supplies are there. It's still got some power to it, and for what isn't online, there's a fireplace and blankets. The smuggled cow is wandering around in back of the house. Out of sight.
It's off the beaten path.
As good a place as any to hunker down, wait out the storm of what might come. Make plans. Figure out what the next step is going to be, once the dust settles.
And address the absences from the household. The quiet where there should be red and blue. Their armor is settled into a chair, empty and waiting. They aren't whole anymore. Now they have to figure out where to go from here.
So nap, talk, make plans - the whole house is yours. It's going to be a long day and a longer night.

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"I can try to," he says, head tilting as he looks at Darin, wondering what he's up to.
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Darin thumps his own chest with a closed fist.
"Consider me at your service, Your Majesty. Allura has already appointed me as her bodyguard, but I want to extend my services to you as well."
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A laugh half escapes him as Darin salutes, and the king reaches over to clap a hand once again on the smith's shoulder. "It's already enough for me to know that someone like you is looking out for Allura. But all the same, I am glad to have you with us."
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"I can't recall. I'm sure it wasn't all that long ago since I'm supposed to wear it when I formally represent Altea, but ah... I do tend to make practical use of it as well." He smiles crookedly. "I would not mind at all if you had a look at it."