Slow me down

[quintessent]

Who: Allura (quintessent) & Various
What: Nov/Dec Catchall + Quests!
When: November/December. After Dranbu
Where: Various
Warning(s): N/A



Starters to come in comments!

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[Thank the spirits. Allura can't help but heave a huge sigh that she doesn't even mask all that well, and her expression shifts into a smile when she looks over at what Diva's pointing at.]

Oh! The mice used to love creating new hairstyles for me! [Dropping her voice as if it's a secret-] They weren't very good, but they put all of their heart into it!

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You had mice play in your hair?

_{[That's uh...fucking weird? But okay. Diva's not one to judge when it comes to cleanliness and whatnot, especially considering she's a gremlin herself.]}

Are you better than your mice?

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Yes, sometimes when they were bored and there was nothing left to do in the castle.

[She’s smiling warmly, as if there’s absolutely nothing strange about having telepathic mice for friends. Don’t judge her, Diva.]

I would like to think so. I do my hair every day.

[And not to brag, but her hair is great.]

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You do? But how?

_{[No really...how? Literally what? How does she deal with all that hair???]}

Solomon usually does my hair for me. Or Shinsuke. Saya was helping me before she went back to sleep too...it's really hard to do my hair!

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I will admit, it was easier with the mice's help. But it is simply a matter of practice.

[And having Altean genetics I guess.]

Would you like me to do yours first?

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_{[Maybe she's got anti-tangle built in. Whatever it is, Diva's jealous.]}

Mm...please do. I love when people do my hair.

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[Maybe she’s born with it, maybe it’s Maybelline. (It’s the former).]

All right- [Allura shifts to sit on the couch beside Diva, angling towards her while gesturing for the other girl to face the other direction. ]

I’ve missed this. Pidge was the only other girl on our ship, and she had no interest in this sort of thing.

[She would never say it, but sometimes... Pidge is as much of a gremlin as any of the boyse.]

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Was she a bird?

_{[Because Diva is definitely thinking Pidge = Pidgeon right now, and considering Allura has weird mice who are hairdressers...anything's possible. Turning around she gets herself comfortable, pulling her legs up to cross them, head back so the Altean princess has full access to her head of hair.]}

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Why would Pidge be a bird?

[Allura is not connecting the same dots. But she will take the opportunity to start smoothing Diva's hair out with her hands, combing through the strands with her fingers and careful to be gentle around any tangles.]

She was a human, just like Lance and the others.

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Have you never seen a pigeon before?

_{[It was a valid question, okay? She responds well to the touch of her hair, leaning into Allura's hands, pleased to feel the nails scrape over her scalp.]}

It's a kind of bird. If you've mice friends you could've had bird friends.

_{[You Disney princess.]}

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I.... cannot say I have.

[She wonders if maybe that is where Pidge got her nickname all along, and Allura just never got it. If there's some correlation there.

Meanwhile, she's delicately combing through Diva's hair, smiling. It's been some time since she's indulged in such a... feminine activity, so to speak. None of the boys had hair worth playing with, and they've already discussed Pidge. There's something nostalgic about it, reminding her of home and being among other Altean children,]

The mice are a bit of a special circumstance. [Though she does like animals,] They were from Altea and stowed away in my stasis pod for ten-thousand years. So I suppose you could say they are the oldest friends I have.

[Other than Coran, of course.]