Mostly Closed Catch-all for November

[azurestar]

Who: Lance (azurestar) and CR
What: Catch-all for November, after this
When: All of November
Where: Prufrock, Cellar Door, Crenshaw

Content Warnings: discussion of death, murder, trauma/ptsd, psychosis, past torture

( ooc: this is a catchall for Lance this November after his conflict with Reaper and then Maul, though I am trying to keep my new threads this month limited in number, if you have CR with Lance already you are welcome to come plot something with me here or on plurk at spypigeon and we can start something here in this log or I may ask to wait till next month while I get his inbox more caught up and under control if I've already got too much going on, either way I'm happy to plot always! )

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5th

[pabugotmoves]

[You'd have to be pretty blind to not know what happened with Lance, Reaper and Maul. Bolin saw all the stuff on the network. He heard people talking. He even saw some of the rubble.

But he doesn't feel he knows Lance well enough to get involved in something that is clearly so very, very personal. At least not right away. They've shared a few moments now, so he feels like they're close enough he can come and check on him a while later.

Which actually means sleuthing Lance down at Shiro's place, shenaniganning himself through the door without actually breaking in, and more or less kicking down Lance's door. What? He's asleep? Not anymore you ain't!]

LANCE!

[BLAM! Take that door! Literally kicked open. But it's with good reason, Bolin's arms are full of stuff which clink and bump as he jostles it around. ]

Are you awake? Were you sleeping buddy? How are you feeling?

[azurestar]

[He barely remembers being taken from the arena and he definitely doesn't remember where he ended up, having passed out on the trip. And after nearly 2 days in healing a coma of sorts, that loud bang of a door opening has Lance's head popping up in a startled groggy daze. His hair is a mess and he has bags under his eyes and drool on one side of his face and he's just in a white shirt with some bandages underneath.

And his hand flails up weakly to send a ball of blue gold energy haphazardly in the direction of the sounds that woke him. Luckily for Bolin, it misses him and sears a clean hole through the wall of the room Shiro placed him in… and through all the walls of the house in an upward arc through the roof and up into the sky like the bright star it is.]

Huzat pha?!

[That's how he's feeling.]

[pabugotmoves]

MIGHTY CRACKERS AND JELLY-

[Which in hindsight is a weird thing to yelp as he ducks away from the DEATH ORB THANKS LANCE. But it's mostly on account that Bolin is holding, amongst other things, crackers and jelly.]

It's just me! It's Bolin! I come in peace!

[azurestar]

[Look, you spend three straight days fighting for your life until you collapse and then over two days sleeping it off, and you're gonna be tossing death orbs around at loud noises. Bolin's voice registers a bit more clearly, but he's not replying right away as his brain processes. His hands come up to scrub at his face and one fist rubs at his eye as he squints, trying to see.]

… Wassat 'bout… crackers? …………Where'm'I?

Fixing Prufrock (6th & Onward) | Open to Close CR, Obi-Wan & Fern

[azurestar]

i. chopping wood

[What happened with Reaper and then with Maul isn't easy to process. Especially considering its extremely public nature. For years he'd kept it all to himself from shame and fear and now it's out there and he can't take it back. But what he can do is fix the houses and businesses that Maul destroyed to get to him for those several hours on the first day of their battle. The only real challenge is finding the materials and then transporting them. Luckily he has a whole stable of horses, one of whom is a huge work horse belonging to Shiro by the name of Bob.

Luckily, the Stable where they sell supplies and rent out transport in Willful Machine allowed him to buy one of their large carts and then he went to the forests to take down trees, prepare them for construction use and then load them in the cart. He can be found out in the woods around the main city forming round, bright blades out of solar energy and plasma and then sending them through the trunk of a few trees at once. The horse and cart is standing at a safe distance and there's already some chopped up (and charred) lumber in the cart. A massive white dire wolf guards the cart and a dark reddish coyote wanders in the distance sniffing out mushrooms...]

ii. mushroom interruption

[Working out in the woods comes with its perils. There's monsters that lurk in the forests and this month there's various mushrooms with unknown effects. While he's out here, Lance will also be grabbing mushrooms he recognizes as edible to carry in the cart. But it sure is a literal pain in the neck when one of those Floaters comes by and paralyzes him when he's out here at night. If you happen to be out here in the night, where he is working will be easy to spot as he's lighting the area with a couple small stars he's created with his powers. The massive white direwolf will come to stand over him protectively and growl at the darkness, sensing hungry beasts...

Daytime also has its own perils and Lance may have his survival skills, but sometimes doesn't think things all the way through. Like coming across blue cheeks. The latest tree he's taken down falls and reveals these bright blue mushrooms nearby. Curiosity piqued, he'll pick one up and sniff it, taste test it with his tongue... and then eat it. Hey, the Weepers turned out great, so why not? Please make him puke it up, this would be an embarrassing way to go.]

iii. repairing

[In the city proper, Lance can be found directing Bob, the massive horse through the streets to Prufrock, hauling the large cart filled with Lumber. Another of the horses he cares for walks alongside the cart with packs of nails and other necessary tools and hardware he managed to get in Willful Machine from the smiths. You can catch him trying to get the cart through a pothole or a narrow bustling area and help him figure out how to move the load or get the horses to move when they're feeling stubborn.

Then he finally makes it to the area of Prufrock where Maul had tried to kill him. There's business owners and home owners already working away on repairs and they seem to know him by now. They aren't particularly warm because of the circumstances, but they appear grateful and don't tell him to leave when he starts helping them to lift up large pieces into place. He also offers to get up in the rafters in their steads to place important support beams and nail them in since as a Sleeper with powers, falling is not harmful to him like it is to them. Come help out or just chat with him as he works if you like, but he'll be more open to talking if you're helping these people too.]

( iii )

[jedies]

[ obi-wan had heard the rumblings, though his hands were full with anakin's sudden descent into the dark. still, he's never been one to ignore a situation, even one he has come too late to offer help.

so he is here, helping now, glancing at lance. ]

You've been productive.

[azurestar]

Huh? [Lance looks over his shoulder from where he's lifting up a large header to go over a doorway to the owner of the home. The man nods his thanks with a smile and Lance turns to address Obi-Wan more fully.]

Oh. Yeah… I mean this was, y'know, my fault too. So it's only right. [He lets out a heavy huff but pushes a grateful smile onto his face. When he met Obi-Wan it was in his memory of Maul killing his master and then him slicing Maul in half, so he's not surprised to see him here, but he's not going to push.] How've you been?

[jedies]

[ obi-wan gives a tired smile. ]

Busy. I would have come sooner, but I was a bit tied up at the time.

[ what with anakin going to the dark side and obi-wan struggling to find a way to help him. none of that has been fully resolved but the worst is behind him. he hopes. ]

iii. repairing

[laminae]

[Fern isn't totally surprised to see Lance out with the wagon. After the network post and seeing that he's still in one piece (how he managed that after a fight with Maul is a total mystery to him), he's able to put two and two together. He had seen the damage done to some of the buildings, so the supplies make perfect sense.

He decides to wander on over, partly to see how Lance is doing, partly to offer some help. He's pretty decent at building things, especially with his plant powers. They come in pretty handy for practical uses like this, so he goes ahead and clambers on up to the roof of the building Lance is currently on, giving a small wave.]

Hey dude, you're alive.

[What a way to start a conversation.]

[azurestar]

[Lance is straddling one of the rafters and hammering a nail into the beam in front of him. He's done work like this before, but this is the first time he hasn't had a nail gun and this is pretty freaking tedious. So… Fern popping up is kind of a nice distraction, until he sees it's Fern.

Nothing against him, it's just the fact that he hasn't been able to tell the guy he fried him. And he knows he has to… god.]

Oh, hey man. Yeah, I'm not as easy to kill as I used to be… uh, what's up?

[Smooth.]

ii

[onekindsoul]

[Ruby was out collecting mushrooms when she caught sight of Lance and the massive dire wolf. A look of panic comes over her face but she's glad to see that he has some protection out here. She approaches with both hands raised to the wolf.]

Hey- Hey.

I'm here to help. I mean if that's okay with you.

[She looks over to Lance and smiles.]

Right? I'm a friend.

[azurestar]

[Lance is paralyzed but when Edelya, the massive wolf looks down at him for confirmation he doesn't have to do much besides look up at her a certain way and she backs off. The big wolf sits down close by and gives Ruby a look like 'well? what are you waiting for? help'

Lance's omen comes over to sit and watch as well and the direwolf clearly doesn't care for the coyote at all, but the coyote… snickers at her?]

ii.

[droptheious]

[Varian's had a few (dumbass) run-ins with the mushrooms himself - so he's learned to be a little more careful with them. Still, they're extremely valuable alchemy ingredients and he knows if this place is anything like Deerington before it, they might vanish by the month's end. So he's out here, picking mushrooms for his stash when he notices Lance just...straight up eat a blue cheek.

Regardless of everything else that's happened this month, he runs over, failing his arms desperately.]

OH MY GOD NO!! Don't eat those ones! Did you swallow it?!!

[azurestar]

[Lance's eyes go wide almost comically and he freezes looking over at Varian. Then he seems to hesitate, consider and then slowly open his mouth to stick his tongue out where there's a pile of the chewed blue cheek sitting.

Then he bends but needs to brace his hand on the tree he's standing next to due to his injuries and scrapes it off his tongue with his hand. Then he spits a few times into the dirt to be sure he got all of it out of his mouth. As he does, he looks back at Varian, not as frantic as he should be, probably.]

I don't think I did? What does it do?

III

[no_reload]

[Reaper had mostly kept to himself, needing to recover from the death that he had suffered from. But, it would never keep him down for a long time, and he soon enough he would have to get out and about. That meant that he felt the need to inspect Maul's handiwork aggressive display of love and loyalty.

Prufolk was a bit of a mess in places, some businesses damaged, and he knew Maul's handiwork. Wraith, his black peacock Omen, strutted along broken rooftops keeping a weathered eye.

It was his Omen that let him know about Lance helping with the clean up effort. Ah, good, this would be interesting. He owed the kid a check up, maybe from afar, maybe up close and personal.

Reaper approached carefully though, thankful that he wore his best goth teenager look of black dress pants, a hooded sweater with a long leather coat. The hood was pulled up to cover his head and obscure his face, but he made certain his long white hair hung out one side. That should be enough. Then he teleported up to where Wraith was pacing on a broken rooftop, dangling legs over the edge.]

Looks like a lot of work, hijo.

[azurestar]

[Even after he won that fight, killed Reaper, his demon, hearing his voice still chills him to his core. Especially when he calls him that. And he doesn't think, immediately, he's firing a blast of energy in the direction of said voice. An instinctive shoot first, ask questions later policy after, well, everything.

The thoughtless action has him losing his balance on the rafter that he's sat on and he flails before falling down to the ground. Though he told the locals that he was better suited to be up there because of his Sleeper resilience, he neglected to inform them that he was still seriously injured.

The fall won't kill him, but it does set him back in healing. He rolls onto his side and coughs up some blood before wiping it off hastily. Then he glares up at Reaper as he struggles to his feet, it doesn't quite hide the fear. Killing him might have done a lot for processing what happened to him, but he's currently extremely vulnerable. He couldn't fight the man off any better than a kitten could in this state.]

What do you want? [He manages to grumble as he leans against the wall for support and breathes through the pain.]

Hunk (Nov 5)

[azurestar]

[It's around close to sunset when Lance gets "home" to the old Voltron barn he's been living in that was plopped into the far northeast corner of Cellar door district, right on the border of the districts around it. Bolin woke him up early that morning at the Voltron house where Shiro took him after the fight with Maul to talk about a musical. Or at least he's pretty sure it was Shiro, his memory of it is really hazy and both Shiro and Hunk are big and strong enough to have had that back he was rested against.

Regardless, he slept for a little over two days in Keith's old room and ended up spending a lot of time with Bolin after he had a bit of a hard time dealing with everything that happened. His new friend was there for him and reminded him of some helpful life lessons he once knew, though a large part of him is still skeptical and jaded after all he's been through. Despite that, though, there's a small part that tentatively wants to find a way forward. So very tentative and terrified.

He's pretty drained by the time he gets back to the barn in one of Keith's black t-shirts and a pair of jeans. Got to check on Kaltenecker and the horses, though he's sure that Hunk took good care of them while he was… away. On the way back, he found some interesting looking mushrooms and picked them to examine in the loft later. With nowhere to store them, they're held in one hand as he comes to the stable's door to find it's already partially opened.]

…Hunk? You in here?

[leg_with_heart]

[Hunk had been able to take at least a little solace in tending to the animals. Although he'd managed to hack in a few ways to make their care more efficient, it was still nice to hang out with them. They always seemed to be open to listening to him babble, even if Plachu got a little annoyed from time to time. He always seemed to come around for the food, though.

At the sound of his name, Hunk is mildly startled, but instantly brightens at the sight of his best friend.]

Lance! Hey, man.

[He makes his way over, draping a heavy arm across Lance's more slender shoulders. He peers down at Lance's hand, fingers lightly curled around something he doesn't quite have a clear view of just yet.]

What's that?

[azurestar]

[It feels better being here, even if the barn isn't exactly a home for people. There's too many painful reminders back at the old house, though he has to admit it was pretty nice to sleep in a proper room instead of a mattress in a barn loft. Seeing Hunk is also comfortable and he finds himself smiling slightly.

Though he's still injured, his shoulders are strong and unhurt and it's nice to have the contact. He looks down at the mushrooms in hand and shows Hunk the weepers.]

Oh, some new kinda mushroom I found growing outside the barn. I maaaybe sort of tried eating one and it didn't kill me, so I grabbed some more. [He half smiles and looks at the horses and Kaltenecker in their stalls.] Everything looks good here. Thanks, man… for everything.

Shiro (Nov 6)

[azurestar]

[Bolin woke him the other day and it seemed like he was alright, but then the smallest thing triggered a painful wave of feeling. Bolin did his best to help him through it and Lance was grateful, but he wasn't yet ready to face more people. So he left placing a note in the kitchen to tell Shiro he was okay, he just needed to head back to the barn to check on the animals.

That was only part of it, but he couldn't exactly go into the long complicated emotional reasons on a piece of paper. One of those reasons being that though Keith's old room brings some comfort, it also aches to be there near his things. But even with that note he knew Shiro would probably worry, he wasn't exactly in the best shape. Lots of internal and external damage is still healing, though he's not in any danger of dying so long as he doesn't go running around like wild.

Still, he should come see Shiro in person to show him he's okay. Physically anyway. He discovered some amazing mushrooms the other day as well that helps to steady him a bit and he brings some along. The signs of corruption have leveled out thanks to them, his canines are only slightly pointed and he hasn't bled from his eyes in a few hours.

With shrooms in a satchel over his shoulder, he pushes the front door open, his voice is a bit scratchy still, but clear.] Shiro? You home?

[shiro2hero]

In here!

[In the kitchen. And, fortunately, nothing smells like it's on fire. It just smells like - coffee? Definitely coffee. It's nothing short of a miracle. Shiro himself pokes his head out of the kitchen - looking not that much different than usual. Or, usual lately. Dark circles bruised under his eyes, lines heavier along his features.]

[But he brightens. Immediately, when he sees who just walked in the door. Relief smooths over the lines and cracks, lightens the heavy dark circles a fraction.]

Lance! [Like it's been weeks since they've seen each other. Like it's a family reunion, or some other great occasion.] Wondered if I'd see you again.

[Teasing - but, really, he'd been worried. Really, terribly worried. The note helped, and, deep down, he understood how hard it was, staying somewhere your loved ones had been. After all, Shiro'd been sleeping on the couch his whole time here. Allura's room still locked, and his own too overwhelming. He understands.]

[But it doesn't stop the concern.]

How're you feeling?

[azurestar]

[Lance follows the sound of Shiro's voice and the smell of coffee, more than a little curious over how that happened. His brows come together in concern when he sees Shiro looking so tired, but the abrupt brightening relief helps. Deep in his chest he feels like he's not worthy of it, but he swallows the feeling down.]

Heh, yeah… well, I couldn't leave you hanging. After all that.

[He looks down with a flash of guilt for a moment, but smothers that too and looks back up. After his talk with Bolin and then Hunk yesterday, he knows he can't just say he's fine right now. But he really doesn't think he's able to get super into it too many times so soon after it all happened.]

I've… been better. But I guess I've also been worse. [He shrugs and carefully crosses his arms. His entire body is still a mess.] Where the hell did you get coffee?

Vira-Lorr (mid Nov ish)

[azurestar]

[Walking through Trench is pretty perilous this month. The streets seem to move around and change, which gets most people lost, and then there's the psycho Zealots going around kidnapping and tormenting Sleepers. The fact that they are ancient sleepers is a fact he has elected to try and ignore, but it wears on him deep down.

Then there's the mushrooms. Next to everything else going on, it's easy to not look down at your feet when you're busy looking over your shoulder and trying to figure out if the street you were just on moved or something and you're going in circles. And Lance is currently trying to navigate his way back to Prufrock with a massive work horse pulling a cart of lumber and a giant white direwolf guarding the rear of that cart.

Edelya, the direwolf lifts her head and perks her ears suddenly on alert lookng behind them and the horse snorts suddenly not sure it wants to keep going forward. Going by those reactions, it seems like there's something coming behind them, and something in front of them. Great.]

Maybe if we just… [He moves to pull Bob the giant horse down a more narrow street to the right to maybe avoid both… but the cart gets stuck.] Really??

Re: Vira-Lorr (mid Nov ish)

[onerthes]

[Well, on the positive side, whatever had been coming from in front of them wasn't actually hazardous? There was a familiar female voice calling out as Vira-Lorr trotted over, unaware of the peril coming from behind them all.]

Oh well hello there. Someone looks like they could use a bit of help there! Pity you got me, but let's see what we can do?

[Nope, utterly unaware that there was a perfectly innocent looking mushroom or two ambling towards them all from behind the cart. Walking mushrooms were fine, right?]

[azurestar]

[Bob has encountered those mushrooms before and horses have a sixth sense about these things so he's visibly uncomfortable and worried. At least to Lance's eyes, to most people besides him and Shiro, the horse looks completely chill.

Lance pokes his head out to see Vira coming over and his brow furrows because there's nothing dangerous about her for the horse to be nervous about.] Oh hey Vira, thanks… something's bothering Bob but I can't figure out what.

[If he just turns his head to look down the other street, he'd see, but he's not at his sharpest recently all things considered.]