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He’d moved around a few times in his sleep that night, but Black had unfortunately not stirred during his sibling’s little art session last night. All their handiwork had yet to be discovered, but it wouldn’t be long now until it did. Black was slowly waking up after sleeping for nearly thirteen hours in his human form. Learning a hard lesson in just sleeping in his mecha form and saving himself a lot of trouble.
Once he finally awoke and got up, it took a minute or two for him to realize his face just felt….. weird. He couldn’t put his finger on why, but a quick walk around the Garrison gave him a reflective surface to see his face.
And that’s when his sibling should feel a disturbance in the force air as Black saw what was different about his face and immediately guessing at least one of the guilty parties. Luckily for them, their link between each other would alert the other Lions that their leader was not pleased to say the least, and give them ample time to try and run, but he would be able to track them down by use of that same link and figure out why the hell he looked like the Paladins drew something stupid just for fun. Word to the wise for the other Lions, run. Your pride leader is not a happy lion.
❝ Here he comes... ❞ There was no mistaking it. That sudden JOLT in his connection to the others had to be Black waking up and getting all pissed about his face looking ‘uglier than usual’ as Red would put it.
He wasn’t going to move though, ALIZARIN WAS NO COWARD and he had a foolproof plan for whenever Black might show up anyway because he was bothering Keith today, slumping right into the officer’s lounge couch next to the Black Paladin and settling in for a tiny catnap before his brother would show up to try and KILL HIM.
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