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pretend it's allura in the icon instead of hunk

Who: allura (

emblazes), & lance (

competing)
What: the daily lives of your resident voltrons
When: time is but a human construct
Where: house 59 mostly
Warning(s): one day we'll get over this season 3 high but that day is not today sorry about it

lmao in yo face keith

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[She had been in the middle of eating a biscuit and has daintily shoved it in her mouth before Lance had cornered both her and Keith. So her annoyance at first has to do with 1) it being Lance cornering her, 2) Lance cornering her while her mouth was full, and 3) well just. Lance.

But at the mention of a shopping trip, her eyes grow wide, less annoyed and more excited, and she swallows the bite of her biscuit a bit too quickly, pausing to cough, and then rising from the small table in the kitchen.

After all, she hadn't gone shopping with the others when Coran had taken them to the swap moon, and modern-day, strong female character aside--

She does enjoy a good shopping trip with friends.]

Shopping? [She clasps her hands together.] I'd love to go!

[Sorry not sorry Keith you're the odd voice out.]

[ despite keith's complete and utter lack of enthusiasm, lance will not be dismayed! especially not when allura smiles at him so brilliantly like that, which really only gives him just the right amount (read: any) of encouragement he needs. thank you for continuing to be amazing, allura. you are a star. ]

That's the spirit, Princess! [ have a couple of fingerguns. shine on, you star you! ]

What better way to spend our time acclimating to our new environment than by acquiring the garments and attire native to this foreign but exciting land?

[ ...did he use enough fancy big words? are you confused/impressed/convinced yet?? ]

[Ah yes, the minority. Just like that Green Day song. There's a look he's giving Allura. It's the look of a red-state father whose son just told him he's going to be attending Bronycon. There's a half-shake of the head, too, partially refusing her consent even though he's not no say in the matter. She responded too quickly for him to even advise her against the trip...]

By not doing that.

[Flatly, at Lance, especially to remove the wind from those Big Word sails. On the other hand, he doesn't have an alternative to offer. Sitting here quietly festering in brewing mania is all he's got.]

[For once, the fingerguns are warranted. Again, she didn't have the pleasure of going to the swap moon with the rest of the gang, and she really could use an extra set of clothes or two. She's worried her flightsuit and the one spare dress she's acquired are getting a bit musty.

...but she will also assert her authority in lieu of Keith being a poorly dressed joykill. She clears her throat.]

Lance is right, Keith. Shopping at the local market is the best way to get to know this planet's culture and its people.

Coran has always somehow managed to pick up an interesting story or piece of lore by chatting with shopkeepers back when him and father would travel to the swap moons. There is a lot to learn from these locals.

[Plus..........jewelry.]

Exactly. [ god he's so thankful his dumb reasoning worked out. ] We're supposed to be blending in and everything, right? It'll be in our best interest to know the do's and don'ts of this place!

Put your sad board down, Keith. And bring your wallet!

[ ONWARD, FRIENDS! ]

[Allura disagreeing with him here will the the biggest mistake of her lifetime. He's frowning in the most disappointed way ever, mentally parting with his Quiet Night at her whim. He could still offer to....watch the house, but it's more likely he'll have to make sure Lance doesn't get the two of them involved in a weird cult.]

There's nothing -- I'm not buying anything. If I'm going, it'll just be to make sure you don't do anything stupid.

[And so his plans are revealed, setting the board down quietly, brows permanently furrowed.]

I'm not blending in, I'm not gonna stay here forever.

[Way to start triggering him btw.]

[Um excuse you Keith, she holds rank over all of you as of now, so it is in fact a grave mistake to disagree with her.

Anyway, she's pretty much all set to go, gathering her plate and utensils to place in the sink, but not before taking the finishing bite of her meal.

She politely finishes chewing before responding:]

We may not plan on staying on this planet forever, but it is still important to look the part of a native while we are here.

Standing out like a purple Fla'ryngo will do none of us any good, even if our stay is temporary.

[Yeah, definitely more difficult to disagree with Allura. Doesn't quite have the same flow.

Or satisfaction.

He mumbles something about not looking like a purple Fla'ryngo anyway. He's got his wallet and knife, so he's ready to go, reluctant as his posture indicates, arms crossed, abundantly petulant.]

This better not take all day.

[He's got vargas of alone time planned.]

[ lance is too excited that they're both on board to wonder why things suddenly sound agreeable when allura's the one saying them. (he bets it's the accent.) ]

That's the spirit, Keith! What Allura said — we don't wanna be a purple Flarey-mango. [ or something.

anyway, LANCE IS PUMPED, the others are pumped! (as... pumped as they can be, anyway) everything's great. everything's grand. he'll even be the one to lead the way there because, let's be real, the possibility of the other two knowing is... slim...

anyway, chatter! ]

So what're you guys thinking of getting first?

[It's totally because Keith is Weird when it comes to authority figures which you are not, Lance.

But whatever the case may be, this shopping trip is well underway. She has some spare currency tucked away on her person (because a princess knows to buy dresses with pockets) and she'll take to Lance's side, glad to be out of the house doing something remarkably mundane but something she's been wanting to do with friends for quite some time.]

I'm thinking new shoes. The boots on my flightsuit are still suitable for travel, but I do find myself lacking the usual amount of footwear that had been available back on the Castle.

[Even if she's only worn like. A total of Two outfits but whatever that's cartoon logic and this is Reality.]

[Keith will be, of course, bringing up the rear, at least six paces behind his companions. He can hear the conversation just fine, follow it just as well too, but he has nothing of merit to contribute...further solidifying the fact that this is going to be the most cumbersome thing he's had to do since....since actually arriving here.

Y'all have fun talking about shoes and whatnot. He'll be busy making sure nobody decides to jump them while, simultaneously listening for signs of their lions. Doing important stuff.]

[ that's ok keith you stay back there, let allura and lance be alone— i mean... lead the way... ]

Ooh, good choice, princess! Were you looking for something more fancy or practical? Me, I'd probably go with a nice jacket, maybe some new pants... Not that the paladin suit isn't comfortable, [ he's quick to say, ] but it'd be nice to have something closer to what I usually wore back home.

[ aka something that isn't quite so... form-fitting. ]

Don't worry, [ he calls over his shoulder to the other boy, ] I'm sure they'll have something nice and plain and boring for you.

[ can't have too much excitement, fun police. ]

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I FORGOT TO ENABLE NOTIFS ON THIS THREAD WOOPS.

kicks samii off the island too

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WOW.

lena started it

wow??

i'm dropping the game bc of this bye losers

voltron discourse in nasa

ears: pointed or round?