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[azurestar]

Who: Lance (azurestar) and various
What: Catchall for September.
When: During September's event and possibly the TDM.
Where: The Gate, Cellar Door, Willful Machine, River of Regrets

Content Warnings: Probably talk of ptsd, general violence, will add as needed

[This post is for closed starters with anyone who wants a thread with Lance but doesn't have a top level or open post themselves. If you'd like a thread with Lance for September's event or perhaps using some of October's TDM prompts somehow just contact me any of the following ways: spypigeon, charley#8222 on discord or PM this journal. Thanks!]

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[leg_with_heart]

[Hunk kneels next to his omen, wearing a smile. He looks so comfortable and protected in his compact, rolley-poley form, and Hunk follows the scale pattern inward with his finger.]

Well, his head is right around here somewhere...

[As if on cue, the creature loosens his ball just enough to pull his head out from the center and points an inquisitive, sniffing nose at Lance.]

He's a pangolin! At least that's what he told me when we first met.

[azurestar]

[Lance tilts his head left and right as Hunk points to where the head is supposed to be, trying to see it. And then the creature uncurls and reveals what it is, his brows go up.]

Hey, pretty cool! He looks like one of those pokemon. Does he have a name?

[leg_with_heart]

Aw! He kinda does, doesn't he?

[The scaley boy's nose leads it to Lance's omen, and while he doesn't completely withdraw, he does drop his head a bit, trust from his human overriding
the knee-jerk fear.]

[The omen speaks, more telepathically than verbally.] Duniya.

[Hunk grins, gently stroking the pangolin's ruddy, goldenrod scales.]

I call 'im Dune for short.

[azurestar]

[Lance grins at the sound of the Pangolin's voice in his head and looks over to his coyote.] You gonna tell me yours already?

[Coyote just looks at him and Lance just knows in his gut the omen is internally laughing about it. It's his idea of a joke. Lance gives him a flat look.] Riiiight.

[He looks over at Hunk and pointedly pets Dune's scales.] Soooo, does Duniya mean anything?

[leg_with_heart]

[Dune slowly uncurls from his ball and focuses more of his attention on the coyote, seeming to be in on the joke.]

Pretty sure it means earth. Fitting, right?

[azurestar]

[Lance looks between the two omens looking at each other several times with an increasingly suspicious squint. Then he stands up, and decides to pretend not to be paying attention to them.]

Oh totally. It's almost like a piece of your soul got pulled out and compressed until it turned into, uh… what is it again?

[leg_with_heart]

[Hunk grins. The two omens being on each other's wavelengths is too precious. Plus it seems to be doing something to Lance.]

A pangolin.

[Dune gets to his feet and his tail is longer than Hunk remembers. He walks up to Lance, sniffing at his ankles as his long tail spirals in on itself.]

Y'know, I think the pangolin and the coyote are gonna be pretty good friends, don'tcha think?

[azurestar]

Riiight, that.

[Then he snorts and crosses his arms.]

Of course they are, they're our omens after all. [Then he pitches his voice low and leans closer to Hunk to whisper.] What do you think they're plotting?

[leg_with_heart]

[Hunk glances at the two omens, tilting his head to try to hear them, but apparently the advantage to communicating telepathically is that only the person you want to hear you can.]

I wish I could tell you. Hey, at least they probably aren't the type to try and take over the world.

[azurestar]

[He smirks and side-glances at Hunk.] Don't be so sure.

[Then he heaves a breath, deciding to move on to another order of business.]

So apparently the house made it, but I kind moved a lot of my stuff out to the barn. Wanna help me search the city for it?