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[loverboi]

Who: Lance + CR and one open prompt!
When: ~12/19
Where: Aefenglom
What: The boy is back. Arrival/holiday shenanigans within!
Warnings: n/a for now

arrival (closed to voltron house)

[ This couldn't be right. There was no way Lance was going to wake up from that very odd dream about being back in the Castle of Lions again without his shark teeth, or the fin on his back, or his gills -- but here we are. He wonders if the lack of Merrow traits is because of some weird moon shenanigans, but he realizes something's wrong when he's brought over to the welcome wagon like he hasn't done this before, when he gets the rundown of everything once more. He pushes past the welcoming committee and immediately makes his way back to the one place here he can call home, through the cold weather and all. He doesn't remember it snowing recently, and that clues him in on what might've happened.

Whoever's in the Voltron house may hear a knock on the door. ]

Uh, guys? Anyone home?

snowball fight! (open)

[ After getting settled in once again, Lance is hurriedly doing some last-minute Modranicht shopping around Aefenglom. He appears to be browsing through every store he passes by in a desperate attempt to pick out things for his friends when he's suddenly pelted by a snowball.

The snowball hits the back of his head and Lance turns around -- ]

Hey, watch it--

[ Unfortunately, the group of kids who accidentally hit him ducked out of sight immediately, and he's stuck looking at an innocent bystander (you!) with an accusatory look in his eyes. He's absolutely ready to throw down. ]

Oh, you thought that was good? [ He says with a smirk as he bends down to start gathering some snow up in his hands. ] Wait until you see this!

[ He throws a snowball right back at the bystander. This will surely go well. ]

holiday gifts (for CR); 12/21

[ Whether all his friends have realized that Lance is back or not, he's going to seek them all out individually. He has a bunch of gift bags dangling off of his arms, along with some presents tucked away in his personal bag, but once he sees someone he recognizes from his previous stay in Aefenglom he'll flag them down when he can. ]

There you are! Oh man, I was looking for you!

[ Then, he'll hand over a wrapped gift -- whether it be a bag or a box -- with a sheepish smile on his face. ]

So...this is half because it's Modranicht, half because I'm sorry for leaving. Sounds good?

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