When Lance stepped into that lion he wasn’t prepared for war, he didn’t think some dumb metal beast would drag him and his friends into a millennia old conflict. He’s not sure what he did expect, but it wasn’t this.
That being said, he doesn’t regret getting on that lion, getting swept up in the war, becoming a soldier. He’s saved lives changed things for the better, he has a purpose out here. Just, at a price.
Because for every life he’s saved, he’s taken one away. He’s killed hundreds of galran soldiers over time, doomed dozens of planets by saving a different one. He can’t help everyone, often not even his own team, his family. But sometimes he can help someone.
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The first time Lance simultaneously saves someone and dooms someone is his first two weeks in space, the team is on Arus, small pill shapes aliens give them food and entertainment and worship them as heroes. Lance had been with Coran, chatting in the control room.
Pidge’s little robot friend, Rover, had been flying about the crystal. It was odd the little thing wasn’t with Pidge, the two had been inseparable since Rover came along.
Then it started beeping.
Louder.
Faster.
Time however moved slower, by the time Lance realized something was wrong he’d already reacted, pulling Coran to the floor and covering him with his own body.
Burning.
Everything was burning. His neck and neck and face, his skin was sizzling. But there were more important things. Sendak. He was here he had Shiro, Lance had to move, had to help, two shots are fired before the pain over takes him again.but Lance can’t tell if their from or someone else. Doesn’t matter.
Burning.
It’s duller this time. Like a sunburn rather than a he-just-lit-himself-on-fire kind of burn, there’s a pleasant coolness over the rest of him.
He’s falling.
He hits someone, their arms wrap around his torso. He’s more awake by the time they drag him to a chair. He asks what happened, he doesn’t know what to say. Sendak is prisoner, Lance had managed to hit him with both shots, the Arians are mostly unharmed, but frazzled. His injuries were the worst, burns covering 40% of his back, reaching up his neck and around his chin. H they thought he was going to die. He moved on, others were more important.
This is the attack that alerts the Galran empire that Voltron is operational, three planets and harvested and destroyed, the toll is 13 million people.
Pt1??
Ex. sunset, ocean, galaxy, etc.
My pfp is my favorite color which I like to call Supernova. If you go to my account, my background thingy is also a space-y thing. That's my second favorite color, Nebula. Yes, I have grown out of saying "Galaxy (blue & purple)" is my favorite color but... space, y'know?
But there's always THOSE kinds of people. People who say shit like “tHaT’S nOt a cOloR” FINE! Non-color! It's my favorite non-color! *Gasp*
So now I go around asking people 3 questions: What's your favorite color? What is objectively the ugliest color? there are 3 correct answers. (Beige, Khaki, and Ecru. Even u weirdos who like beige or Khaki have to admit Ecru is disgusting.) & What is your favorite non-color?
So?