closed / lion squad

[loverboi]

Who: Blue Lion House + Voltron House!
When: 3/18
Where: Voltron House
What: Lance invites Bernie over and lets her bring over her two cool roommates.
Warnings: None, will update as necessary!

[ it started out as a simple hang out with bernadetta. lance and bernie had gotten into the swing of going on friend-dates (which were often misinterpreted as being actual dates), and this was just going to be another one of those in which bernie was going to teach lance how to draw. that quickly changed, though, when lance remembered that felix and sylvain were her roommates, and look. they're cool dudes, okay. the friend-date turned into a mini party and lance actually had to prepare some food for everyone to dig into. gotta be a good host, after all!

he'd given the rest of the house a voltron head's up and sent them invites as well, and now, they're here in the lounging area of the mansion. well, supposedly. it's possible that cryptids like keith are coming in and out of the house, who heckin' knows. ]

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Allura | OTA

[quintessent]

A. Party time!
[Without Coran here to help direct and manage the efforts of a party, Allura takes the place as second-in-command to Lance's party planning. Which means making the lounge spic and span, with tastefully arranged furniture and cushions for everyone to sit. She's much more used to the grand balls and gatherings that were held in the castle rather than an intimate gathering of seven, but that didn't mean the event couldn't be special. She's even brought in a fresh bouquet home from work to put in a vase on one of the end tables.

During the party, however, Allura takes the surprising role as wallflower, especially early on. She finds one of the aforementioned comfortable cushions off to the side and sits, legs curled up under her while she watches Lance flit around. And she'll comment, perhaps to the person sitting nearby,]

I don't think Lance ever gets tired of talking to people.

[Or have your character approach her with the conversation starter of choice!]


B.The nunvil one.
[She's been working on something very special at Diplomatea during some downtime. While her job is serving drinks rather than inventing them, she can't help but try and make an old (slightly alcoholic) Altean classic: Nunvil. And she brings out a tray of her most recent attempt.]

I think I am a little closer this time. Have a glass. [Be warned: well made Nunvil tastes like hot dog water and feet. But it makes your hair look great.]


C. Wildcard
[What it says on the tin.]

b

[loverboi]

[ he knows that smell. HE. KNOWS. THAT. SMELL. ]

Princess, I'm gonna have to pass on that. Respectfully, of course.

[ he's not that brave, okay. ]

[quintessent]

[Lance, do you want to make the princess pout? Because that's what you're going to get.]

But I need a second opinion to see if I got the flavor right.

[Their guests don't know what real Nunvil tastes like.]

B

[bravelyathome]

Oh. Thank you.

[She has absolutely no idea what this is. But do you think she'll ever turn down something Allura has offered to her? Nope. Probably not ever. She's far too in awe of her. After all, just look at Allura! (Look, Bernie is essentially a baby bi who has no idea she's bi but oh no cute girl is cute.)

Anyway! Allura is her friend and that means protecting Allura's happiness! So that means if she made a drink she'll try it!

...even if she doesn't know what it is. Maybe she should ask?]

What is it?

[quintessent]

[Bernie please have faith that Allura wouldn't be heartbroken if she's told no. As it is, she beams when Bernie accepts, thus positively reinforcing her behavior. Especially after Lance turned it down, Allura's happy that there's some people here who would give it a try.]

It's a drink called Nunvil. Alteans used to serve it at parties all of the time.

[And Allura takes a glass of her own,]

Admittedly, I don't have all of the proper ingredients so it's the best that I could do. I think I managed to get pretty close.

A

[crestfallenfor]

[Sylvain is also one who is far more used to large gatherings, elegant balls, big political affairs...

But this is nice. A small gathering of friends is a welcome reprieve in the chaos of being dragged into a new world, so when he spots Allura sitting off to the side by herself, he ends up settling on a pillow next to her.

(And isn't that reminiscent of the first time they met?)

He's content to sit in companionable silence, but is just as content to talk with her, turning to face her when she speaks.]

Heh, I can't say I mind, when it brought us all together like this.

[quintessent]

[She's happy enough for the company, her feet tucked up close to her on the cushion and her hands laced together loosely in front of her knees. It's reminiscent of the first time they met, but Allura, at least, is several degrees more relaxed here, with a light smile on her face. (Changed only briefly when she gets a rush of Keith Emotions, given that they just bonded not that long ago)]

Maybe that's what the Blue Lion saw in him- he was the one that brought everyone to my castle in the first place as well.

[She didn't say it enough, but Lance has a talent for bringing people together, and there's fondness in her voice when she talks about it.

Then, being a good hostess:] Are you comfortable? There's more food in the kitchens if you need more.

Bernie | OTA

[bravelyathome]

A. Wallflower~

[Bernadetta honestly is very bad at socializing in groups. But she still wants to be there with everyone! Because these are all people she's met! She even likes them! Still, she's easiest to find somewhere off to the side where she can mostly watch everyone with a little smile on her face. It's nice to see everyone having a good time!

Should she be approached she'll blink in surprise before offering a smile.]

This is nice.

[She's having fun! Promise!]


B. It wasn't even a full glass...

[The drink tasted awful. But Bernie is too polite to refuse it! And so she's had...

Okay, let's face it, she's had maybe three sips of it. And now she's flushed and wandering about with it in her hand and... Yep, she's definitely giggling. A lot. Like she's just consumed something highly alcoholic instead of just barely. Little Bernie is one hundred percent drunk as she stumbles about.

Welcome to her new Fae life, guys. Even she didn't know.]

a

[loverboi]

[ she'll definitely be approached with a plateful of cookies. they're good! chocolate chip, even. he smiles and holds the plate out towards her. ]

Yeah? I'm glad you came out, Bernie.

[ he smiles softly at her. ] Do you need anything? I know being around a lot of people can be a little overwhelming for you, so...

[bravelyathome]

[Lance, she loves sweets. So much. Her face lights up as she takes a cookie.]

Thank you.

[Taking a bite, she just melts happily. Then she shakes her head a bit.]

I'm okay. It helps that you guys don't mind if I sit over here. This is really yummy by the way.

[The cookie, she means.]

B

[marmoron]

[Bernie and her mostly full glass are both getting a raised eyebrow here.]

Is that your first drink or have you had more?

[bravelyathome]

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....

[She blinks and then bursts into giggles before having her fourth sip! She's not even a fourth of the way done!]

This one!

[She means this is her first.]

B

[crestfallenfor]

Bernadetta?

[Okay, so he hasn't had any of the drink in question, but he's already feeling a considerable buzz, which is... disorienting at best. It feels like he's already had a few glasses of wine by the time he finds her, flushed and giggling as she seems to have trouble keeping her balance.]

Are you alright?

[She... seems alright. She certainly is emanating happiness, but also... she's really, really far gone, so he needs to check on her.]

[bravelyathome]

[Spinning around to face Sylvain proves to be a terrible idea. Because what balance she had is gone as she goes tumbling forward right against him. Which makes her giggles burst out of her again.]

Hiii!

[She's totally fine. Definitely fine.]

Hi.

[And she forgot she just said that.]

Keith / OTA

[marmoron]

A. Preparations
[For anyone stopping by early (or if you just live here), Keith can be found helping out in the kitchen. By which we mean he's opening up bags of junk food and pouring them into bowls because nobody trusts desert gremlins who've lived off a diet of hot pockets to do actual cooking. Still, it looks as though he's tense about this whole "party" shindig, occasionally muttering do I have to be here for this under his breath when he thinks nobody's around.

But the second he hears someone approaching, he puts on a very forced smile -- more of a grimace really, then states in a shade just above monotone:]

I am having so much fun. Already.

B. A Warm Reception
[Whoever decided it was a good idea to let Keith handle opening the door and showing the guests around unattended is probably ecstatic about their decisions because Keith is, of course, handling this with aplomb. By which we mean, he's approaching with a large bowl consisting of potato chips of various flavors mixed with marshmallows and chocolate candy in one hand and one of two dual swords in the other. It's not pointed at anyone's throat or anything (please, we're not Sasuke here) but it's certainly being used as an index finger substitute.]

Hi. [He'll hold out the bowl to offer up some food as some kind of peace offering.] Lance isn't done moisturizing yet. [Pointing with the sword to a room down the hall.] Bathroom's over there. [Another point to a closet by the door.] Leave all your weapons in there. I don't want any problems here.

C. Couch Hang Outs
[Or if by some miracle you've managed to avoid Keith playing host at the door, he'll be hanging out on a couch at the party with a small black kitten curled up and purring loudly in his lap. Between ear skritches, Keith will make an attempt to get up every so often which yields some very displeased yowls. He is, in other words, super trapped on the couch right now. Resigning himself to his fate of cat cushion, Keith turns to look at whoever else is on the couch.]

So how exactly do you guys know each other?

[Or you know, feel free to approach Keith with your own convo starter.]

A - before the party shenanigans.

[quintessent]

[Allura has been cheerful for most of the day, helping set up for their guests. The mansion felt so empty most of the time, not unlike the castleship when the humans were on board. And it's a relief that Keith is here, even if he's grousing about it. It makes things feel normal.

Until things very suddenly feel not normal. It starts with a sudden surge of growth in the bouquet Allura brought back home. Then one of the faucets in a washroom freezes over. And, well, Keith's cat might be sporting a pink tuft of fur on it's backside. She's nearly broken out in a sweat from the waves of magical energy that had felt like nothing before was very suddenly feeling out of hand.

Retreating into the kitchen, she spots Keith, dumping a bag of cheese-flavored triangles into a bowl.]

Keith. There's a problem.

[marmoron]

[He'll have questions about what the fuck happened to the cat when he sees her later, but for now.... his Academy Awward winning attempt to portray a dude having fun is getting thrown to the wayside. Grimace gone, he drops the bag of chips on the counter to face the princess.]

A problem?

[His brow furrows as he instinctively reaches for a knife on the counter. Fucking parties. He KNEW this party was going to be nothing but trouble, damn it.]

Where?

a

[loverboi]

Of course you are!

[ lance is just gonna casually prop his arm on keith's shoulder, smirking over at him. he knows just how much fun keith's having. (it's none at all, really.) ]

Now pour out that last bag of chips and go introduce yourself to everyone.

[ well. assuming keith hasn't already met them already. part of this is for lance's own amusement, yeah, he'll admit that...but after his talk with keith, he kinda just wants to see the guy having some fun. at least a liiiiittle fun. maybe felix or sylvain or bernie will draw that out of him. ]

[marmoron]

[Somewhat stiffly, Keith does as told and pours chips as Lance says.]

For the record, I'm not helping out with the cleaning.

[Because uh... well, thanks to Allura's earlier mishap there may be some potato chips on the counter and on the floor.]

How do you know all of these guys anyway?

B

[crestfallenfor]

[...Well, it could be worse. Sylvain isn't unused to seeing swords used as index finger substitutes, so he doesn't so much as flinch when he's met with one at the door.

In fact, he actually... laughs. Quietly, sure - an amused little chuckle, like something's clicking into place.]

You must be Keith.

[Yeah, he's heard about you, buddy.]

Nice to finally meet you.

[And he'll give a short little half-bow by way of greeting before actually going to remove his weapons without a fuss. No sense in making a scene anyway, and he doesn't feel like they'll be necessary.

So there goes a sword from his belt. And a knife. And another knife out of his boot. Look, just because he didn't drag his lance along doesn't mean he's unarmed.]

[finesseblade]

A. Hello Voltrons Guess Who

[ There’s a knock on the door, opened to reveal a Felix who’s a little mussed and definitely seen better days. Guess who’s late and reeks of a pungent mix of fish and wet dog? This guy. No, he’s not going to explain the smell. ]

Am I at the right place? I was told to come here for a party.

[ The thunderclap expression is his party face. ]

B. He’s Hangry

[ That Felix is present at all is a miracle in itself, but here he is scowling darkly down at a bowl of strange, cheese-smelling somethings with all the energy of a man who’s just witnessed a corpse placed in front of him. ]

Is there any meat in this house, by chance?

C. Wildcard! Go nuts

a

[loverboi]

....Yeah, this is the right place, but dude.

[ felix wat r u doin. lance's nose wrinkles when he catches the scent of fish and wet dog and grimaces, shaking his head before he motions at felix to follow him. ]

Geez, what the quiznak happened to you?

A.

[marmoron]

[Keith opens the door, catches a whiff of that wonderful smell and....]

No.

[Clearly the guy can't be Lance's friend. Lance has some obvious standards for hygiene and all.]

Who are you looking for?

B

[bravelyathome]

[She 100% has not told Felix this but she's started carrying around meat sticks in her bag just for him. Because she knows how he loves it and he's also been changing to something that, well, kind of craves it or maybe even needs it more. Of course, she doesn't want him to think she's belitting him or anything by carrying them around for him so she's just not said so!

But when she hears that he wants meat, she immediately fishes some of them out and puts them on a plate before coming over to him.]

Here's some. I hope they're okay.

[They should be. She has been memorizing his favorite spices, after all!]

B

[crestfallenfor]

[Sylvain is... honestly pretty surprised that Felix showed up at all. Not that he'll tell him as much - he doesn't want to invite shouting - but. Well. If there are shades of it flickering over their bond, then so be it. He'll take the heat for that, if Felix feels like calling him out... though he does suspect he won't.

That said, he does slide up to him when he sees just how disdainfully Felix is looking at the odd cheesy somethings.]

Dunno. You should try those, though. They're not bad.

[Kind of salty. Definitely cheesy. Crunchy. They're weird, but he didn't dislike them when he'd tried them earlier, so... he doubts Felix would hate them.]

Glad you could make it, by the way.