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OVERFLOW — october plot conclusion; wyver takes

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leanne

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( from here )

[ wait why the heck is she wearing heels??? or are you saying she's just real skilled at running now because she knows how to run in heels... i am confusion.

either way, lance forgoes the hope of ever snagging any of his clothes. he'll just have to grin and bear it half-naked and soaked. ]

I'm not gonna trip! [ he shouts, exasperated, right before he nearly slips over a wet patch on the ground. he scrambles back into an upright position, taking advantage of his long legs to catch up to the other two. he hasn't looked back once if the alien gator is still moving after them... ]

There! That tree! Can you climb it?!

[regives]

[ let's not question it honestly i think i did that last tag at 2 am........... like i do all my tags ]

With the baby in my hands!? [ Unless he wants this egg to end up scrambled, and she doesn't exactly have the time to drop it in his hands and climb up. That kind of maneuvering around is so much and— ]

... [ When she turns her head she slowly comes to a stop, eyes squinting. ] Hey it... stopped. [ And the giant alligator is resting comfortably on the rock she had been sitting previously, either sun bathing or taking a nap. Or both. ] Is it napping??

yona

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And I know he can't wait to meet you!

[ this is wonderful... barely into the world and junior's already got a big family waiting for him. ;A; LANCE'S HEART FEELS SO FULL!! ]

Should we head on back? I dunno about you, but I'm getting kinda chilly...

[cutefaced]

That's probably a good idea...

[She's not cold, but she also didn't go diving like he did, so that's probably why. Bless Lance for being valiant enough to do this in her stead.]

...all right! We're going to make that man pay us a lot of money!

[AWAY THEY GO]

jj

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I thought it was more like a goose—?!

[ —oh. ohh, that's what he means.

well, with no other option in the moment, lance skids to a complete stop, stooping straight down and ducking his head beneath his hands, for some reason 100% trusting that jj is actually a good shot........ ]

[underwhelms]

[ Thanks for the trust, bro. Much appreciated.

Even though JJ's never played baseball outside of that one time in high school, and he has nothing to testify that he has any hand-eye coordination skills whatsoever. (Except for that one time he deluded himself into thinking he could be a hockey player.)

It's only because the goose(?) is so large that his snowball clips its feet, and he doesn't do any damage at all, but apparently that's enough to hurt its feelings or whatever because it lets out a wounded garble before flying off to namedrop them on wankgate probably.

Anyway, JJ just jogs the short distance over to Lance, high from the relief of their triumphant escape. ]

Are you okay?!

rocket

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[ lance scoffs almost instantly, hands settling over his hips. ]

Are you kidding? When I was younger, you couldn't pay me to get off the trees. I was practically a monkey!

[beatupgrass]

[Rocket smells a wager coming on...]

Oh yeah? How's about we make this interesting. Whoever gets the most gets the biggest share of the profits when we turn 'em in- let's say 70/30.

juvia

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[ for a couple of seconds, all lance can do is stare. he isn't entirely sure how to react, let alone respond, because he definitely doesn't want to be rude...

so after a while he just sort of fidgets in his spot. ]

No, um. I think this is a good bunch.

[ ....................... ]

So, is. Is that another power of yours?

[ just gonna. gesture vaguely at. all of her. ]

[lacuscular]

[ She gently puts the pile down on the ground, actually seeing some semblance of light near the dirt of the cavern. But then she actually sees her hands and puts two and two together.

Standing rather abruptly, she looks at Lance. Then her arm, even taking some of her blue (now turned sparkly green) hair to examine. ]

Uh. No? [ unless peter can twinkle like this, which.. she is fairly sure he cant... ] ..Do you think this could turn into a, permanent problem?

you

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[ lance's laugh is short, awkward. ]

Actually, uh. I don't know... It's complicated.

[ he reaches up to rub a hand behind his neck, smile sheepish. ]

I think maybe I did kinda like him back home? Or — at the very least, I wanted him to like me. [ or think he was cool... whatever... ] But, uh. I don't think I recognized it for what it was, and kinda just gave him a hard time in the beginning. I mean — I was actually pretty sure he hated me back home, but I guess that's not really the case, if we're together now?

[ he gives you a helpless shrug. FEELINGS ARE HARD........ ]

[ayes]

[She listens to him talk, a smile on her face. She likes hearing people talk about the people they like! When he's done, she can't help but chuckle.] Maybe it's just that you... won him over with your natural charm! But he probably didn't hate you, I think.

zevran

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Look out below...!

[ a rather unnecessary call out, but lance isn't above trying to have as much fun with this as he can. he starts to saw off each crystal from the cluster at the edge of the branch, making good use of the knife they'd been supplied by their benefactor. ]

Hey, this isn't so hard at all!

[ wonder why the guy needed someone else to do it for them... ]

lance honey no

[agradecido]

[Having fun on the job is a definite quality of life question, if you can't do it then you're really not living your best life. You gotta enjoy what you do.

Of course, Lance has to chance fate with those words, and Zevran flinches, suddenly all nerves, his perception fanning out to take as much of the surroundings in as possible. When he speaks, it's mostly to himself, but if Lance overhears, well, shrug.]

Fate has a sense of dramatic timing, you know.

vane

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[ oh... i guess they're sharing earplugs now.

h-how intimate........ ]

I mean it's not gonna keep everything out... but it'll at least prevent your ears from hurting too much?

[ he'll just. politely ignore the big brother comment. he can't see a time where he'll ever actually say it, but it is nice to know there's something who'll be looking out for him, if he needs it... ]

[defenses]

[ d-doki ...

but, despite lance's words, somehow vane seems to be entirely convinced otherwise. ] Nah, I mean if you made them I am sure they do the work of a 100 ... [ uh... ] something! Anyway, I am sure it'll be fine. [ with that, he pats lance firmly on the back several times.

at least in the span of their talking they're getting pretty close to the roots. but, even with that said ... vane's never really done this. was it fine just to begin yanking? it's not like people needed a real working game plan for this sort of thing, right? ]

lassie

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[ lance laughs softly at her antics, indulging the large wolf-dog in a little more scratches before finally deigning to dry himself off. he hadn't the forethought to bring a towel with him, for some reason, and so he's left to use his t-shirt instead. no matter, it shouldn't be too chilly, since they hadn't gone out too late.

after putting his pants back on, and re-slinging the egg onto his person, he stoops down to pick up their findings and wraps them up in his now-damp t-shirt. ]

Well, I'd say that was a pretty successful day, don't you think?

[ he turns to amaterasu with a slightly strained smile. ]

Should we head back now?

[ he hates this part... ]

[illuminating]

[Patiently, she sits, after he's taken the egg, and prepared himself for venturing back. She gets to all fours when he brings up the success to the day he's had, but pauses when she catches sight of that lacking smile.

With little, questioning whimper, she tilts her face at him, then circles around his back to come around his other side, gluing her jaw to his hip, and to put her golden, what's-the-matter?, pleading eyes on him. A longer whine stretches out of her, earnest comfort.]

allen

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[ no. ]

Soooo don't you think that's long enough to settle into your new routine?

[ aka having more time to think about these kind of things?? ]

[likethelight]

[ rude ]

Is it really that important...? [ oh god don't tell Allen you're one of those

but gj lance, you got him to color a little ]

keith

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[ there is a moment's silence wherein lance just holds his arms out, blinking in consideration.

and then his arms just flop down to his sides, limp. ]

Well — no. But how hard can it be?

[ excuse him while he wanders on over to the control panel... it's just tech, it's just alien tech... he's seen pidge and hunk crack these things dozens of times, he's sure he can just press a few buttons and...



...



he straightens up, nodding once. ]

You're right, I have no idea what I'm doing. Let's just go home.

[ DEFEAT...! ]

[emblazes]

[The heck. How do u mess up this badly.

He'll scoot over in a fastwalk to join him by that panel; this probably won't be as easy as reading his handprint -- or maybe it will be? Alien tech, alien guy. He's gonna go ahead and start poking various buttons and knobs...]

Maybe we have to hold everything down at once.

[Next suggestion: kick it.]

lux

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[ he blinks a little, before a slow grin spreads across his lips. he swims a little closer, just enough that he can rest over the edge with his arms. ]

I never told you what I did back in my world, did I?

[ lance? pass up an opportunity to toot his own horn?? never. ]

Ever heard of Voltron, the Legendary Defender of the Universe? [ have a wink, L1. ] You're looking at one of its pilots.

dylas

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Whatever, I know what I heard.

[ huff huff ]

Next time just say that.

[ but anyway, bygones be bygones. he's stepping closer to hold the egg out towards dylas. ]

Just make sure to keep him warm, okay?