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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Feb 15, 2017 1:19:33 GMT -5
(hmm...that could work! and that idea is good! i like it! because then he'd have to deal with his arm being broken while locating the others? angst overload!)
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Post by treerain on Feb 16, 2017 0:46:10 GMT -5
( hey zar! Nice to meet you! That sounds cool w me)
Keith's gaze softened in worry. He impulsively moved toward Lance as he stumbled back to a sitting position and stopped himself. "Okay, well, I can't just leave you here to find food." He paused. They really were stuck weren't they? He sighed. When would the aliens get back?
(Yeah we're gonna need mikael and the other guy to come back before we can move on i think ><)
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Feb 16, 2017 1:23:42 GMT -5
(hey treerain! i agree. i'll see if i can get Journey to come back lol. Mikel can, however, come back. i'll reply in a few minutes!)
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Feb 16, 2017 1:41:53 GMT -5
"I can protect myself, ya know!" Lance retorted, though he knew he wasn't so sure about that. There could be so many aliens out there, and he had no idea on what they looked like, and how bloodthirsty they could be. The only ones he'd seen so far were the two nice ones, and they were gone to look at their lion robot things! Lance sighed, stretching out his leg with a wince, "I guess we'll have to wait then...since you're so frightened..." He said smugly, a smirk on his face. He continued to sit up, messing with the bandage wrapped around his arm. It had been a small gash, he assumed, since there wasn't a lot of bandage there. So, he fidgeted with the wrapping while he looked at Keith, eyeing him casually. He needed to know why Keith was so different. What were they, here in space? Rivals? Friends? ...something else? Lance shook his head. No, not that. They must either be rivals or space partners or something here. The other way made him cringe. No way...no way they'd be like that. Right...? "So, another question." Lance said, eyebrows raised, "What was your job on the ship, with everyone else? And what was mine?"
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Post by treerain on Feb 16, 2017 13:40:18 GMT -5
Keith looked back to Lance. He seemed to be assessing him, eyeing him up and down. A blush ran across Keith's face so he covered his cheeks and pretended to cough. When he stopped, Lance asked his question. "Oh," he sighed for a second, suddenly missing the comfort of the castle. "Well we all kind of work together." He added, before pausing. I mean. I should tell him we're rivals right? That would be unfair to make him think we- unless he, before he lost his memories, maybe he didn't think we were rivals anymore... "I- I guess- what do you want to know? Like, we all shared jobs and stuff, but..." He grabbed a breath, coughing slightly. "Do you want to know, like normal stuff? Like what life was like?"
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Feb 17, 2017 0:36:12 GMT -5
"Yeah, I guess..." Lance shrugged, looking up at Keith in curiosity, "I mean, did we have secret powers or something? Or did we all just pilot those lions and...work together? Or did we do different things? I know you're 'supposed' to be the best pilot of your generation, so what do you do? Are you the main pilot or something?" Lance smirked, "I bet I'm a pretty cool asset, huh? Me with all my piloting skills...I bet I'm the big main pilot, huh?" Honestly, there was a sense of doubt starting to cloud his mind. He could see things, in the back of his mind. Well, he didn't really see them. Visual wise, they were dark colors and sharp pinches and splashes of light. It was more feelings that he could sense. Feelings he must have had when...before he lost his memory. And it wasn't always happiness. He felt loneliness...sadness...homesickness. Well, he could understand that. How far away from Earth were they? He also had this weird feeling of not belonging here...with the others. Well, he wasn't an alien, that was for sure. But Keith was here too. He and Keith had never really...been buddy-buddy at the Garrison, so it was just strange that here they were, talking comfortably in the middle of a strange planet, while two aliens were working on another alien like warship in the shape of an Earth animal.
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Post by treerain on Feb 19, 2017 19:38:23 GMT -5
(ooh I couldn't have asked for a better response!!)
Keith jumped a bit when Lance complimented him on his piloting skills, but quickly recovered. "Um, no, actually, well, yes, yes, you're a great pilot." He stuttered. "But-In no way am I the leader. Shiro's kind of our captain, and I..." Keith trailed off, looking at Lance's face which had a hint of concern. He felt like he needed to help him in some way. "I mean, you're the best shooter of the bunch. We don't have powers or anything; that's ridiculous, but we do have these things called bayards?" He paused, thinking quickly. "Wait- you have yours on you right? A white handle thingy with some blue?" He grabbed the red bayard from a compartment on his armor to show Lance.
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Feb 20, 2017 15:05:59 GMT -5
(x3 how are you?)
Lance's face lit up when Keith said he was a great pilot. Was he...really? And Keith was telling him this? Wow. Lance could feel something in his stomach flare up, but he just assumed it was nausea because he hadn't eaten in...well, however long it was. Also, did he have heartburn or something? His chest felt funny too... He glanced at Keith's bayard in awe, before looking down at his dented blue armor and began to feel the sides of his armor, around his waist, until he came into contact with a circular option on his side. He pulled it out, and it shimmered to transform into a laser gun. Lance laughed, shocked and excited. "Wa-hah-hoh! Look at this baby!" Lance rose it up so he could see where the trigger was placed. He playfully pointed it at Keith's bayard. "Heh, sweet."
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Post by treerain on Feb 23, 2017 17:43:04 GMT -5
Keith grinned. He swore his cheeks were flaming red, but he knew there was nothing he could do at this point. And Lance seemed distracted anyways, happy almost. Thats when Keith realized he hadn't seen Lance actually grinning in a while. Like, he'd make jokes but... Keith smiled. "You seem to be doing better," He said, pushing the bayard down.
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Feb 24, 2017 23:14:53 GMT -5
"...I guess so." Lance mumbled, removing the bayard from his face, "I mean, I did just wake up randomly in space with aliens existing and Keith Kogane actually talking to me without giving the stink eye and we haven't exactly argued yet, which is pretty weird," He looked up at the stars, still rambling, "And I'm actually friends with freaking Shiro, and he's alive! Like, seriously awesome, dude. And we're in space. Actual space. Something the Garrison would probably never let us do, no matter how much we practiced. We wouldn't be like Shiro..." Lance sighed and crossed his arms, looking back down at Keith. He noticed Keith's face had gotten really red, so he began to wonder if something was wrong. Oh...wait... "Are you hurt too?" Lance asked, serious for once, "You crashed here too, right? Did you get hurt like me?" He actually wondered why he cared, but he figured it was just because they were supposed to be a team now. Team mates cared about one another's health. Plus, he needed Keith in tip top shape to help him get to feeling better too, and to figure out where the hell and what the hell was going on.
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Post by treerain on Feb 26, 2017 18:00:03 GMT -5
Keith blinked a couple times, trying to comprehend the fact that Lance was asking him a question about his health. He felt the blush on his cheeks grow even hotter. "Oh! Um, no-no!" He stammered, and looked away. Keith sighed. He was glad to have a break from Lance constantly arguing with him, but he wanted his memories to come back soon. This was starting to get awkward, Like, Keith didn't really understand why but, when they were always fighting, he was preoccupied with being mad at him. But now that they were actually having a conversation... Maybe this would be what we could've been like if things hadn't started off on the wrong foot. He sighed. Yup, this was confusing. When was the normal Lance gonna come back?
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Feb 27, 2017 1:22:22 GMT -5
Lance lifted an eyebrow, then shrugged and glanced back in the general direction of where those robotic lions were. He could see the top of one above the "trees" or whatever they were a little ways away. "Do you think we should go make sure everything is okay? With the, uh, lions, I mean?" He asked, shifting his leg so the pressure wasn't completely on it. God, it hurt, but he'd rather do something productive right now. As much as he so blatantly ENJOYED talking to Keith about God-knows-what (he still has his sarcasm which is good) and sitting here while the universe is probably floating by while his best friends were also God-knows-where, he felt like it wasn't going to help them. Lance began trying to stand again, making small whimpers and grunts of effort while trying to stand. "We should...see if we find the others, right?" He panted, finally able to stand, while a bit wobbly.
(so, not sure if Dragon will be back cus i haven't seen her in a while, so we can just have Mikel exiting the lions and say he fixed it? x3 that way if they do come back, they can still rp with Mikel, but Lance and Keith can be on their way lol)
Mikel stepped out of the blue lion robot, patting his furry hands together as he dusted them off, his tail flicking in small irritation. So, it was hectic, but they were able to at least get the...er, engine started? Mikel wasn't sure how that worked, but it was working now. The thing had pretty much come back to life underneath his and Journey's hands, sounding like it was purring. He was sure that was just the engine though. It couldn't actually purr, right?
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Post by treerain on Feb 28, 2017 19:30:13 GMT -5
Keith looked up at Lance trying to stand and nodded. He couldn't keep him here any longer if he really wanted to help. "Okay, I guess," He sighed. Moving over to Lance, he place an arm out, motioning for Lance to take his hand to help him up.
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Mar 1, 2017 22:42:02 GMT -5
Lance eyed Keith's hand hesitantly, but then reached his out and took Keith's hand in his, letting Keith help him stay on his feet. It was weird, letting his so-called 'rival' help him out, but this was an exception! If...if this was really happening, if what Keith said was true, then Keith was the only one he had at the moment that could help him get back on his feet until he was able to get back to Hunk and Pidge and find out from them what had happened too. He needed to follow Keith to the 'Castle' and see the other aliens that they were with. He needed Keith right now. It was hard to think about, but not too hard to accept when he felt Keith's hand in his. He could feel a living person standing here amongst the unknown. And it was reassuring. "Er, thanks." Lance gave a crooked grin, "Of course, I can help myself! But, my legs do hurt and I don't need to put more pressure on them than I already have, so..." He looked to the side, where the lions were located, "A-Anyway, about those lions...are they alive? Or are they just robots? They aren't aliens too, are they?"
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Post by treerain on Mar 2, 2017 11:11:14 GMT -5
Keith nodded. "They're kind of... magic robots? They're not aliens, but- well you can communicate with the one that you're connected to." He motioned for Lance to lean on his shoulder, and tried to push the tingling feeling he felt upon contact with him to the back of his mind. "Come on, let's head towards the lion."
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Mar 3, 2017 0:12:53 GMT -5
"Communicate?" Lance tilted his head, thinking about what Keith was saying. He could converse with the lion? But it wasn't an alien...so there was technology involved, apparently. Right? They weren't really magic. ...right? Though he wasn't gonna throw that theory out the window. He'd just came into contact with actual aliens from actual outer space. Magic was nothing now. Lance moved to stand by Keith and let his arm rest on his shoulder, feeling slightly awkward that it was in fact KEITH out of all of them that he was leaning against, but he didn't say anything and hummed to let Keith know he was ready to move forward. His leg was feeling a bit better, but he was sure putting more pressure on it now would only make it worse. He needed to be careful. So leaning against his arch nemesis would have to do. If...if they were still nemesis' or whatever.
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Post by treerain on Mar 3, 2017 0:53:59 GMT -5
(wait IDEA, can he like, come back to his senses, while he's leaning on keith and freak out? or sometime soon I dunno. Unless you want to keep this going for longer)
"Um, yeah." Keith was quiet for a second trying to sort out what he meant in his head. "Like I said, they're magic so..." He nodded to Lance and took a step forward, looking back to make sure he was okay. He sighed inwardly. This was... awkward. He liked the fact that he wasn't having to headbutt Lance to actually have a conversation with him, but even so, this was slightly disconcerting.
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Mar 3, 2017 1:01:45 GMT -5
(ooo i like that idea. or maybe there are moments when Lance comes back to his senses, but then he'll forget again? i just want to see the old Garrison Lance fall for the new Keith, not aware that modern Lance has a small crush on him or something? Idk lol.)
Lance continued to hum a song to distract himself from the pain in his leg as he moved with Keith. There were...things clouding his head. He wasn't sure what they were, or what they consisted of, or if they were memories or dreams. He just knew they were starting to fog up his head and make him have a massive headache. "My head kinda...hurts, Keith..." He murmured, looking down. Maybe it had to do with the concussion? Yeah, he was sure. Unless...these things in his head were his memories from before. And would he want that? To go back to the Lance from before? The one that knew everything? It scared him. How was it possible?
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Post by treerain on Mar 6, 2017 10:31:46 GMT -5
(yesyesyesyesyes perfect)
Keith looked over to him. "Hey do you wanna sit down then, for a sec?" He asked, almost nervously. He motioned to a large rock, closer to the lions. "Can you walk until there and then we can sit down?"
Keith was worried. Whatever was happening to Lance was't normal, he knew that, but if his head was hurting it might be his memories coming back. Part of his heart leaped into his throat. He wasn't exactly ready for old Lance to realize he was this close to Keith, relying on Keith, talking civil with Keith. He knew he wouldn't like that. Old Lance was his rival, right?
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Mar 12, 2017 23:17:23 GMT -5
(hey sorry i haven't responded yet. i've been sick all weekend and haven't felt like doing much.)
"Yeah, yeah..." Lance mumbled, the pain in his head starting to get worse by the minute, "Sure, whatever, let's just get there." He continued to lean on Keith, something coming up into his thoughts as he let the other paladin guide him to the rock. Why was he just letting Keith do this? He could obviously take care of himself, right? They were rivals, weren't they? He shouldn't need his arch nemesis, rivals, COMPETITION's help, should he? But those thoughts still plagued his mind as he whimpered, the pain in his head growing more, so he let Keith handle him THIS ONE time. Just this once. He could see visions in his head every time he closed his eyes. It came with the pain. He heard some words, here and there, too. He couldn't catch everything, but he did catch some words. "bonding" "cradled" "got it" "Thank you, Keith" "lion" "don't remember" "mullet" "Keith! Shiro!" With those last words, Lance grit his teeth, feeling sweat pooling down the back of his neck. He needed some water...
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Post by treerain on Mar 14, 2017 10:30:14 GMT -5
Keith was starting to panick, ad he noticed Lance sweating heavily. "Okay, okay, just a few more steps," He coaxed the blue paladin, genuine worry showing on his face. This was not good, and he barely knew how to take care of someone who was sick. Ugh, I wish Hunk were here. He left out a quick sigh, and leaned down to let Lance sit on the flat rock. "There," he said, finally taking his arm off him." Does that feel better? I can get you some water, if you want." He added, distress showing in his voice.
(Okay so are we gonna have Lance remembering everything that's just happened on top of his old memories? also maybe now if a good time for your alien oc to come with water XD and don't worry about being sick, I take a while to respond as well, as you know)
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Mar 14, 2017 22:23:23 GMT -5
Lance moved so that he laid on his side comfortably (somehow) on the rock, looking up at Keith pitifully. Well, it wasn't like he wanted to look so weak to Keith, but...everything just hurt now. God, what was wrong with him? He could see Keith now in his armor, and then he could see Keith in his Garrison uniform, and then he could see Keith with a crop top jacket and tight black pants. He could see Keith, and he could see his friends around him. He smiled. What was this? "...do you think I could die?" He asked quietly, looking around. No one was there. Well, except for one. The unknown alien had walked back up, a bin in his hands and a smile on his furry face. "Hey, sorry, took a while." Mikel laughed, "But we got the lion working again! I think? Like I said, we're not engineers, but the lion just started making weird purring noises, like what I do when I finally find good food and lie out in the two suns, and then the lights flashed on and a door opened and we were kicked out. So I'm assuming it's back on?" He shrugged. "How are you doing?" He nudged his pink nose towards Lance's direction.
(I think that would be good, to have Lance remember things from before when he gets his old memories back temp and thanks! ^^)
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Post by treerain on Mar 16, 2017 14:14:02 GMT -5
(EE IM GETTING REALLY EXCITED WRITING) (okay sorry for burst of hyphens XD)
Oh my god. How could he think that? Oh my god, ohmygod, LANCE.Keith's rapid train of thought got distracted when Mikel came over. He paused and looked between Lance, and Mikel. When Mikel finished talking he let out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding. "Okay, Mikel. Thank you so much." He nodded to him. "If there is any way we can repay you, once Voltron is back together I will try to get in contact with this planet." Heaving a sigh, he sat down on the rock. This is good, right? Keith still had a pit in his stomach though. "Um, Mikel, do you think we can um. Get some time alone maybe?" He looked pleadingly at the alien, and glanced toward Lance. He didn't want to be talking about this kind of thing with the alien here.
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Mar 18, 2017 0:43:06 GMT -5
(nah you're fine this is getting good xD xD !! )
Lance, who had let his eyes fall close in near exhaustion while Mikel and Keith spoke, had opened one eye and looked at Keith with surprise. What could he possibly want to talk to Lance about alone? They weren't that close, and even if they had been in the present, that wasn't helping his case. He didn't remember...he... "we are a good team" Mikel flicked his tail, a smirk along his face, "Yeah, yeah. Sure thing." He winked towards Keith, "See ya! Oh, and don't worry about the payback, if you wanna do something, just make sure the Galra are taken down and make sure this planet doesn't get hit." He waved, then proceeded to walk away, giggling about the little "encounter" between Lance and Keith.
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Post by treerain on Mar 22, 2017 15:07:47 GMT -5
Keith took in a deep breath and tried to calm himself, but couldn't stop from turning angrily towards Lance. "Do I think you could die?!" The words spilled from his lips. "You don't just say that Lance! Of course you're not going to die, you- you..." He let out a small sigh. "You're too important to die," Muttering this, he turned back so he wasn't facing Lance. Having seen him close his eye's he figured he was falling asleep, but... I can't just let him go to bed thinking he- "You know, Lance, you're like the most important person to me on this team?" His voice cracked at the word team, as he realized he was admitting something that Normal Memories Lance would not appreciate.
He waved his hands and looked out onto the fields of the planet, seeing Mikel walk away in the distance. "You can't just say things like that okay?"
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Mar 22, 2017 23:23:24 GMT -5
Lance was so close to passing out, but the words that Keith said continued to run through his mind. "You're too important to die..." "...I'm important...to you?" He mumbled, eyes already closed and his breath coming out in low and calming puffs, "Why...I thought we hated each other..." The memory of Keith smiling at him hit his brain and he flinched, "...okay, and...thanks..." He breathed, the vision still behind his eyelids before he drifted off.
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Post by treerain on Apr 6, 2017 12:57:25 GMT -5
Keith turned around suddenly at the sound of Lance's voice growing softer. He rushed up to the paladin who didn't seem to be looking in good condition. "Oh my god," He muttered, to himself, he now realized as he confirmed that Lance had passed out. "This isn't good... We need to get back to the castle." He added, hoisting Lance into his arms. He trudged towards Red, who made a small concerned noise as she let him inside. He managed to maneuver Lance through the hall into the cockpit, and lied him down on the ground behind the seat. Grabbing the pillow he kept on his seat in the cockpit, he put it gently under Lance's head and whiped the sweat off his brow. "Okay... you should be good for now." He said. Looking at Lance's face he felt that nauseous feeling rise in his stomach again. He knew what it was called but he figured he should be focusing more on Lance's health right now, than his feelings for him.
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Post by treerain on Apr 6, 2017 12:58:15 GMT -5
(I'm so sorry for replying so late! Con season started and I have been busy with school before spring break. We should probably try to actively find members now so we can make the story keep going?)
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Apr 10, 2017 1:02:28 GMT -5
(nah, it's alright! it may be tomorrow before i can respond properly. just tired at the moment.
and yeah, i'm totally done to do that. i should start making a page soon. would we keep up the same plot and everything, you think? at least, since we're just klance at the moment, the other paladins are probably elsewhere. we can figure that out later.)
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Apr 12, 2017 0:28:30 GMT -5
It was fairly quiet in the pod. Well, on the sense that Lance wasn't supposed to HEAR anything going on in the pod other than just...healing, it made the whole situation strange. It was silent, but it was strange. Because he could still HEAR things. Like the air shifting, small shifts in the controls, his heartbeat and breath. He could still hear it. But why? Wasn't he supposed to be asleep? There was a murmuring outside. Sounded like voices, a lot of voices. After a few ticks, Lance could just barely dicipher Hunk and Pidge's voice. Then, he could hear everyone's. He couldn't open his eyes. His body felt numb. He could only hear. "how much better is he going to get in a few ticks?" He could clear make out that voice. Raging and hot. Keith. Allura and Coran and the others said more words of which Lance could not make out, and then they began to fade away. Lance grew sad. Wait. Don't leave. I don't want to be alone here... That's when he could FEEL something. Inside the pod. It was also strange. Because even though he was numb, he could feel the cold chill of the pod around him. And in the middle, of where his chest was, there was a simple stream of warmth. It felt weird, but comforting and satisfying. Lance didn't know what it was, but he wanted to feel it more. Was it too strange to say that...the warmth felt like an imprint? An imprint of a hand, maybe? Yeah, that was too weird. Eventually, the warmth faded away too. It left Lance feeling so lonely, so empty, that he was finally able to open his eyes. He blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the light. That wasn't happening anytime soon. It took another few ticks before he could move his body. He raised one arm, reaching out towards where the warmth had been, and he feel the pod around him shift, open, release him. He stumbled, fell, moved his way towards the small crowd in the center of the medical bay. What the hell were they doing? Shouldn't they be focusing on him right now? He could see the way Keith's eyes sparkled when he caught their attention, the grin, the happiness. Something moved inside him, and it wasn't his heart, his lungs, not anything NORMAL. It was working it's way into his stomach, his chest, and it stayed. For a little while. "Classic..." The words stung. Of course they did. Wait, why did they sting so much why was Keith being like this what did Lance do--
Lance blinked his eyes open as he could feel a different texture underneath him. It was hard and solid, cooler than the boulder he'd laid on earlier. There was a fan, maybe? Or it was...an engine sound? "Where..." He mumbled, raising his head and nearly fainting. It hurt so much! "Ugh, my friggin' head..." He raised his hand up to touch it. There was a bandage there. "Where the hell am I?" He said, a bit louder, as he opened his eyes slightly to find he was in a Lion. Not Blue, obviously, but in another Lion. There was...darkness, and...red? "...Red?" He whispered, confused, "Keith?"
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