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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[finesseblade]

[ His hand goes immediately to the hilt of his nearest blade—not because he intends to draw it, but Keith said leave the swords behind and, well, his protective instincts all fired at once. Can't make him leave his swords, those are his babies.

He whuffs sharply, fingers curling about the hilt of the blade tightly. ]

I don't leave my swords with strangers. They're expensive, and well-crafted. I don't trust them in the hands of just anyone.

[marmoron]

[Keith follows the motion of Felix's hands, still unfazed for now. Then looking the guy dead in the eyes, he raises an eyebrow.]

You calling me a thief?

[Said like he hasn't stolen a car in the past, but shh.]

You've got some nice swords, I'll give you that. But I've got my own. Don't need yours.

[finesseblade]

[ Felix snorts derisively, an entirely different gleam in his eyes now. Yeah, they're nice swords. Good somebody here can see it. ]

Oh? You have an eye for craftsmanship, do you?

[ But hey, maybe he's a little curious about these other swords, and if they're as well-made. He's always looking for new smiths to patronize, after all.

So, after a moment, he grudgingly relents. ]

I'll make you a deal. You show me your blades, and I'll leave mine at the door. Just know if anything happens to them, I will hunt down the culprit.