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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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[azurestar]

Yeah, I guess so…

[He trails off and then turns to Hunk with a grin, leaving the Omen for later. What's more important is this bestie reunion.]

But dude, you made it! I wasn't sure you would.

[leg_with_heart]

[Hunk's usually the first to zero in on a happy reunion, but in his defense, the robbery kinda stole his thunder. Now that the mugger was apprehended, Hunk doesn't hesitate to gather Lance up into a bear hug.]

I made it! You made it! Frankly I had no idea anyone would make it until I got here, y'know?

[azurestar]

[Lance lets out an oof when he's bear hugged and then pats Hunk's back affectionately. Hunk tends to lift him off his feet a bit and go for the whole nine yards when it comes to hugs and he's used to it.]

Yeah, I know what you mean. To be honest, I wasn't really sure where I was gonna end up.

[leg_with_heart]

[Pleased and contented for now, Hunk lets go of Lance, offering him a pat on the back with his large hand before turning his attention back to the mugger.]

What'd this guy take, anyway?

[azurestar]

[Lance looks over to the guy still flailing under the butt of his Omen, who seems to be smirking with a glint of mischief in its eye.]

Oh uh… my stabilizing gem. [He flushes a bit as he says it, and his blushes now glow. But it's so slight, he doesn't notice.] But man, forget him, take a look at my awesome dream guide.

[He gestures grandly to his cool mythical coyote Omen still with its butt on the man's head. The coyote turns to look at Lance and actually speaks. In Spanish:] I'm an Omen now. And way more than just awesome.

[Lance gasps and then stares at it.]

[leg_with_heart]

[Hunk turns his attention to the cool omen, who he'd gotten a good look at it a bit earlier, but the speech was a surprise.]

Whoa, okay, he talks! Has that always been a thing?

[azurestar]

Uh, nope. Nope, definitely a new thing.

[Lance says while staring at the coyote. It seems to grin but then doesn't say anything else, just leans down to pick up Lance's gem which is set into a cuff worn on his wrist and hand it over.

Then it farts on the thief's head. The guy makes muffled sounds of protests and scrambles up and runs away when the Omen lets it go. Lance just stares a second and then dissolves into laughter.]

Dude, talk about capital punishment! Up top! [He holds his hand up for the coyote Omen who hits it with a paw. Then he turns to Hunk and holds his other hand out lower with a grin.] Down low!

[leg_with_heart]

[Hunk can't help but fall into his own fit laughter. Knowing Lance, there's a chance his attempt at slapping the down low will result in a too slow, but in a good mood, he attempts it anyway.]

[azurestar]

[You know him so well, buddy. As predicted, Lance pulls his hand away and grins wide and mischievous.]

Too slow!

[But he also knows Hunk extremely well and his look softens. He doesn't need to be an empath to know Hunk walked right into that knowing what was coming.]

Thanks, man.

[leg_with_heart]

[Hunk's smile softens along with Lance's, and he drapes an arm across Lance's shoulders.]

I can always get you back at some point.

[azurestar]

[Lance chuckles and holds out a fist for a fist bump.]

Oh I know you will, man. [He starts putting his stabilizing Gem back around his wrist.] So, think you've got a cool smoke dog hiding somewhere in your body?

[The coyote standing behind him looks annoyed.] I'm a coyote.

[leg_with_heart]

[He returns the fist bump.]

I hope so!

[He turns his attention to the coyote omen when he speaks, and his puppy expression is not difficult to read. He nudges gently at Lance and motions to the omen.]

Aw, see? You already made him mad. Look at 'im.

[It's meant to be more of a friendly jab than a scolding, and Hunk turns his attention to the spirit pup, hooking a thumb over his shoulder toward Lance.]

Don't worry, he'll get it eventually. You should see how he introduced himself to the blue lion back home.

[azurestar]

[Lance scrunches his nose and crosses his arms with a squint at Hunk.]

What was so wrong with how I introduced myself to Blue? And he's not mad, right?

[On that last question, he turns to look at the coyote Omen. The coyote eyes them both with an air of playfulness, making them wait for his answer.]

No estoy enojada… esta vez.

[Lance blinks in some surprise and isn't sure what… to say. (translation: I am not angry… this time).]

[leg_with_heart]

[Hunk sidles up to Lance to peer over his shoulder at the omen.]

Uh, what's that mean? What'd he say?

[azurestar]

Uh… I think he was just kinda threatening me.

[Lance says with a raised eyebrow, eyeing the omen.]

"I'm not angry… this time." That's threatening, right?

[The Omen appears to just sit there and snicker silently.]

[leg_with_heart]

[Hunk gives a slow nod.]

Uh-huh. Yeah, kinda like the "it's all fun and games, but sleep with one eye open" kinda threatening.

[Although the omen's overall demeanor doesn't exactly give off that kind of vibe. Hunk doesn't seem too put off by it.]

[azurestar]

[Lance snorts and then laughs a little.]

Yeah, exactly that kind of threatening.

[He eyes the coyote for a moment longer, waiting for it to say more and then shrugs with his hands up.]

Eh, guess he wants to stay mysterious for a little longer. Gives us time to bro down and explore the town… oh, man sick rhyme and I wasn't even trying that time! … Twice!

[leg_with_heart]

Good one, Lance! It's like you're a lyricist, and I didn't even hear of this!

[Hunk gives Lance a gentle nudge to the ribs.]

Guess there's lots to figure out around town. You think our omens might be able to help us out?

[azurestar]

Ooooh! Nice one right back at you, buddy!

[He nudges Hunk back and then nods, gesturing that they should start moving and maybe explore.]

Maybe, why don't you try summoning yours? Maybe it'll be more helpful than this guy. [He jabs his thumb over his shoulder at the silent coyote.]

[leg_with_heart]

Okay... [He trails off, not exactly sure how to summon his omen. They'd met, although Hunk hadn't been expecting it at the time. Before he can complete his train of thought, a gradual mist appears and as it fades, an earthy mound materializes in its place. Dragon-like scales adorn the creature probably no larger than Lance's coyote omen, and although it doesn't appear as menacing as a dragon, it's just as sturdy.

Hunk breathes a quiet sigh of relief. The problem of how to summon his omen seems to have been resolved.]

Oh! Here he is.

[azurestar]

[Lance looks down at the mound of scales and tilts his head, squinting. Then he crouches next to it and points.]

Uh. Hunk, buddy... where's its head? [He pokes at the scales and his coyote comes to sit next to it and look down with perked interested ears.] Actually, scratch that. What the hell is it?

[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?