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[loverboi]

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text; un: sasukeuchiha

[eyeforaneye]

You.

[loverboi]

[ haha





fuck ]


The username you have reached is unavailable.

[eyeforaneye]

Then how have I reached it, Lance?

text; un: vivelafrance

[thejoyrider]

[Lance’s inbox is about to explode with a bunch of pictures of really happy Marie in various new dresses, paired with different accessories. Some of these dresses are very intricately decorated, others are a bit simpler... as far as Marie’s fashion sense goes. There is a lot of fluff and ribbons in these pictures]

So, what do you think about these? :D Which one do you like most?

[Someone has been shopping today!]

[loverboi]

[ he was not expecting his inbox to get flooded with pictures of a cute girl. not just any cute girl, but the girl he's bonded to. it's still crazy, that -- but he can't say he's complaining. ]

oh man, you're gonna make me choose?
you look gorgeous in everything

Video | UN: Sypha

[strongspirited]

[Okay. So this isn't exactly a conventional video. This sort of device is so utterly foreign to her, that even though she's got an idea of how it works, there's no fucking way she's going to get it right the first time. Or even the first dozen.

Hell, even just leaving it alone is a disaster...as the video shows the interior of Sypha's bedroom. Just. sitting on a bed as the woman herself goes about moving things into boxes. Bits of shiny glass, bottles of strangely colored liquids, clothes, pretty rocks, books...a lot of just random shit.

And she's humming while she does it, completely oblivious to the fact that she's sending this at all. Fortunately, it's just to one person.

Lucky Lance.]

video, un: lanceylance

[loverboi]

[ lance is in the middle of cleaning his room when his device suddenly switches on. he's met with a familiar face, though she's clearly not paying attention to the camera. ]

Uhhh....

[ no, it's clear this is an accident. a cute accident, but still an accident. he smiles a little sheepishly into the camera. ]

Sypha? Is that you? Cuz I think you butt-dialed me.

[ butt-dialed. DOES SHE EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS. ]

sometime shortly after memshare

[thejoyrider]

[Just as they agreed, Marie shows up on Lance’s doorstep with a cutely decorated package just for her most recent Bondmate. She did spend a lot of time in the marketplace picking out the perfect matching gift, after all!

Maybe this was just what was needed to lift Lance’s spirits? Marie could sense some strain within their Bond recently, did something happen to him? Whatever was the reason, it would be a good thing to check up on him.

So there she is, knocking on his door]

[loverboi]

[ a lot of things happened last night, yeah. he kind of figured marie could feel his emotions going up and down, but she hasn't commented on it thus far. he's okay with that, honestly. they don't have to talk about it.

except maybe they need to now, because when he opens the door to his co-owned mansion, he blinks a little in surprise. ]

Marie?

[ that's no way to greet your bondmate, though! he tries to give her his best smile instead. ]

Hey, what're you doing here?

this is so backdated im so sorry

[marmoron]

[Amidst the many mirrors in the room, there's a bright red mirror with black accents carved into its edges. Outlines of stars dot the top, along with motifs of lions similar to the ones carved into the walls of those caves in the desert and what may or may not look suspiciously like a moth fluttering around a knife. In other words, if you even halfway know Keith, you know exactly who this mirror belongs to.

Should Lance touch the surface of the mirror, it'll ripple and draw him in where he'll find himself standing next to Keith who's gone uncharacteristically quiet, his expression hard to read, though it's clear that there's some longing. The scenery might actually be familiar to Lance as the pair of them are standing in the living room of Keith's dad's cabin, though it turns out the place was a lot less cluttered with post-apocalyptic deco and pictures of cryptids way back in the day.

A younger Keith who can't be more than six or seven is clutching a boot in his hands, looking absolutely thrilled as he practically jumps onto the couch to sit next to an older man bearing a pretty strongly resemblance to Keith.]

Dad! Dad! Look!

[Noticeably the kid has a bit of a Southern drawl that present day Keith definitely does not have, though he seems to be about as impatient as he shoves the boot in front of his vaguely amused dad's face.]

I found a buddy!

[Little Keith grins a wide, toothy grin. His dad peeks at the boot tentatively, then laughs.]

Uh-huh. What're you callin' him, Keith?

[The kid furrows his brows, obviously giving this a whole bunch of thought.]

Uh... I like Scorpius. That sounds like a real scorpion name.

[Keith's dad bites his lip, obviously trying not to laugh as he puts his hand on his son's hair. He ruffles it affectionately.]

Give it some time, Keith. Maybe he'll tell you his name if you take real good care of him.

this is so worth it omg BABY KEET

[loverboi]

[ yeah, it's pretty obvious who this mirror belongs to. there's absolutely no mistaking it, and lance is confident he knows it's keith's. a part of him knows he shouldn't go in, but curiosity and the desire to know his friend a little better pulls him in. his fingertips brush against the surface of the mirror, and lance is pulled into the memory.

the cabin is familiar, but it's a lot more...homey. definitely different than the cryptid hunting cabin he remembers keith having back then. and there's little keith with a boot in his hands, looking so happy with himself, talking to his dad. lance can't help but smile. it's endearing as hell, he'll admit. he wasn't sure what keith's parents were like, but at least he seems to have a loving father.

then he hears the word scorpion and he does a double take. ]

Wait, a scorpion?! ... No, I shouldn't be surprised, it's Keith.

[ he's talking to himself, unaware that present keith is...well, here. ]

audio; early june

[marmoron]

[ At some point during late afternoon, Lance is getting a call via pocket watch from one un: keith

> answer? ]

[loverboi]

[ hangs up -- no i'm kidding, lance will, indeed, answer! ]

Keith? What's up, buddy?

un: no (during Lance's thread with Keith...)

[knowledgeordeath]

Lance.

Do you require some time set aside for training?

Much of your energy is being devoted toward irritation and could be used to better your discipline.


[He's genuinely trying to help. Promise.]

now everyone say thank you kolivan

[loverboi]

what gives you that idea




though i won't say no to training, i guess...

[ lance. lance please. ]

un: shirogane

[galrarm]

So how is it, having Kolivan as your bond?

[ HE'S JUST.... gently amused, holy cow. ]

[loverboi]

hey shiro
it's interesting.
very, very interesting and TOTALLY different from my bond with marie

the 5th

[boarddyd]

Lance, what is a quality in yourself you are the most proud of?

I've realized I don't know you as well as I'd like - and I wish to change that.

[loverboi]

oh hey dimitri!
let's see
that's a good question

maybe....that i make friends pretty easily?

[ he actually gave this some thought! and he's in a good mood tonight, so dimitri texting him isn't giving him that kneejerk "oh..." reaction like it would've otherwise. ]

what about you man

text; un: no

[knowledgeordeath]

I require some information about your species when you have a moment.

[loverboi]

sure, buddy
what are you asking about exactly

7/28 bday time

[callmeven]

[ lance has one (1) new present and it's wrapped in newspaper and tied with a sloppy ribbon. inside is a wooden rubiks cub and a note.]

happy birthday, lance!

found this at the toy shop and thought you might enjoy it! let me know if you can solve it and then help me solve it too

- ven

Modranicht!

[quintessent]

[There is a wrapped package sitting in front of Lance's room, wrapped in shimmering blue paper and tied with a pink bow. On the inside is a blue jacket with a familiar symbol on the front. Along with a hand-written note in fine script.]

Lance,

It took some doing, but I was able to exchange cunes for the seamstress to get your gift done on time.

It seems so long ago that we first me, you were the first person I saw when I woke up. I'll never forget that and I am so grateful that you were there, and continue to be there. I know that sometimes you doubt yourself, but I want you to know that you are one of the bravest people I have ever met. Whatever happens here - whether you grow fins or a tail or anything in between, you'll rise to the challenge like you have every time before. Thank you for being my friend, and part of my family.

Sincerily,
Princess Allura

modranicht

[galrarm]

[ Joining Allura's gift is one from Shiro, wrapped in deep blue paper and tied with a white bow. (It's not as pretty as Allura's bow, but he tried!) Inside is a journal with a simple blue cover (for recording what magic works well... or whatever, really), a gift card to Purramid Cafe, and a necklace. The pendant is that of Earth, with the Voltron symbol engraved in it. ]

Lance,

First of all, I'm glad to have you back. I'm pretty sure I speak for us all when I say that. You've really grown since we first met, and I'm proud of the person you've become. I'm even happier to call you a friend. I hope that whatever the time here brings us, we'll be able to become even better friends.

-- Shiro

can we pretend this was on time for modranicht ;;

[thejoyrider]

[Of course Lance will get the usual package of tea and cookies every Mirrorbound received from Marie. However, there’s also a set of warm knitted sweater, scarf and gloves, all from the same blue wool.

There’s also a plain looking shirt with the word BONDMATES embroidered on it as well as attached photo of Marie wearing an identical one! The writing is enchanted and will start sparkling if two people wearing these would get within close distance of each other but she’ll let Lance find this out by himself.

It’s corny, but it’s Marie we are talking about. She missed her friend during that time he wasn’t here!]