Lance (
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nysalogs2018-09-17 03:54 pm
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Who: Allura (
quintessent), Keith (
emblazes) & Lance (
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What: Allura'sz-power new ability is making the plants grow
When: Early September
Where: Keith’s tree house
Warning(s): None expected, but will add if they become necessary
[It’s late and Lance should probably be sleeping but it’s a new place, a new planet even, and there’s still a lot of things he’s been mulling over that are keeping him up. So instead of being in bed, he’s in the kitchen, quietly making hot cocoa as you do at midnight.
As he’s waiting for the milk to heat up in the pan, his eyes drift over to the window. There isn’t much of a view as its mostly foliage and a patch of sky — or so he thought. A branch he doesn’t quite remember from the day before has grown just outside the window, its leaves just brushing the glass,
Well that doesn’t seem like it’s going to be safe. They’re probably going to have to do something about that in the morning. He shelves the thought for later as he grabs a cup and finishes making his drink. An insistent rustling at the window interrupts this though, and this time when he glances over, he finds the leaves are now pressed up against the windowpane.]
Weird.
[Not entirely sure what to make of it, he gives his eyes a quick rub. Imagining things maybe? Yeah, that’d be nice. Allura did say that a lot of things weren’t as they seemed here, so maybe there’s no need for alarm. Then there’s the crack about a minute later. It’s just a tiny line in the glass at first, followed by another and another until it shatters.]
Uh… Keith? Allura?! Guys?!
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What: Allura's
When: Early September
Where: Keith’s tree house
Warning(s): None expected, but will add if they become necessary
[It’s late and Lance should probably be sleeping but it’s a new place, a new planet even, and there’s still a lot of things he’s been mulling over that are keeping him up. So instead of being in bed, he’s in the kitchen, quietly making hot cocoa as you do at midnight.
As he’s waiting for the milk to heat up in the pan, his eyes drift over to the window. There isn’t much of a view as its mostly foliage and a patch of sky — or so he thought. A branch he doesn’t quite remember from the day before has grown just outside the window, its leaves just brushing the glass,
Well that doesn’t seem like it’s going to be safe. They’re probably going to have to do something about that in the morning. He shelves the thought for later as he grabs a cup and finishes making his drink. An insistent rustling at the window interrupts this though, and this time when he glances over, he finds the leaves are now pressed up against the windowpane.]
Weird.
[Not entirely sure what to make of it, he gives his eyes a quick rub. Imagining things maybe? Yeah, that’d be nice. Allura did say that a lot of things weren’t as they seemed here, so maybe there’s no need for alarm. Then there’s the crack about a minute later. It’s just a tiny line in the glass at first, followed by another and another until it shatters.]
Uh… Keith? Allura?! Guys?!
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Nothing big, just this.
[CUE INVISIBILITY. And don't mind him just staying invisible for a bit. Have fun, Keith????]
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It's funny she's calling them ghost powers, though, because that's exactly what they are? Anyway.. .. .]
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Lance…?
[Ah. When he doesn’t reappear again right away, she predictably turns her attention to the other room, where she can hear Keith shuffling things around. It’s her first real look at the damage elsewhere and she makes a soft oh no at the damage.
Momentarily forgetting her impromptu interrogation session, she makes her way over to the broken window, gingerly stepping around the shards of glass littering the floor. The branch is still sticking through, as healthy as any other branch on the tree. Tentatively, she reaches out to touch the branch, allowing her powers to turn a bud into a flower right before her eyes, as if watching a time lapse. It’s very serene except for the subtle shifting of the house, and the severed branches near Keith’s boot shift as they grow, suggesting maybe her powers aren’t being limited to just that branch.
She yanks her hand away,] I’m sorry!
[No more playing with powers.]
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He follows Allura out of her room back towards the mess in the kitchen where Keith's.. still working on clearing the branch that maybe tried to kill them. He picks up a twig from off the floor and gives it a wave in the air.
Are Allura's powers still acting up? Is the treehouse haunted now?
Well whatever it is, enjoy this mysteriously levitating piece of nature, you two......]
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Something like that.]
You haven't always been able to do that?
[A dumbass question sprung from her apology. It's not like she's making the situation worse as much as she's just verifying something...nevermind that there's a ghostly bit of Tree floating mysteriously nearby??? Which is what his eyes are drawn to.
Distinctly frowning all the while. Trying to ascertain if this is Allura's power going haywire or what...quietly.....]
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While my powers have been difficult to predict ever since Oriande, I am certain that this is something… new. [The pause is brought to you by the sight of the floating branch catching her attention. She frowns, looking back to Keith whose looking at her, ]
I’m not doing that! [Probably?? She attempts to snag the branch out of the air with her hand, but it connects with something before making contact with the stick. Something hand shaped and hey, Lance, if you’ve had dreams of holding Allura’s hand, now’s your chance.]
Oh-! Lance!