Space Princess

{ Princess Allura ready to grace Amaranth with her presence. photo credit 1 | 2 }

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“You don’t get to tell me who’s overreacting. You’re under-reacting!“ 

“All murder is illegal. Also, attempted murder.“ 

“Well, that’s just mean. And kind of weird.“ 

"We cannot tell you. We’re not allowed." 

"Murder wasn’t my intent." 

"I meant nothing by it." 

"We have forgotten so many things." 

"I guess I was wrong earlier—I don’t know. Weird, right?" 

"I have conflicted feelings here." 

"It is not a feeling I wish to experience again." 

"So, let’s not waste any more time." 

"I don’t remember what I was just saying." 

"That is—ugh. I’ll have to think about what that is." 

"You need to run." 

"This day started bad, and it does not appear to be getting better any time soon." 

"You can guess what happened, I think." 

"I know that there is more coming, as always. This is what I know." 

"Don’t look. You will not at all like what you see." 

"It’s all a shame, whatever it is. Such a damn shame everything is." 

"You are weak. You are nothing." 

"I know I am safe. Sadly though, I am not okay." 

"I don’t know. But I’m trying to find out, okay?" 

"I know what is what." 

"You know, it would upset me if it weren’t just who you are." 

"I could do so many things to you without you feeling it. Remember that if you remember nothing else." 

"You seem kind of— I mean, lately. Lately you’ve been—" 

"It’s awful when you can see the reason for someone’s feeling toward you while knowing wholly that they’re wrong." 

"I do my best with what I have. I don’t have much." 

"I’ve been working on something I’d like to show you." 

"Denying that you are guilty is a major sign of guilt." 

"Ask me what?" 

"I mean, I know. I know everything." 

"I wish I did not know." 

"You know, I don’t want to talk about it just yet." 

"It’s a shame anything had to change. I sure do dislike change." 

"Not saying that it is a long time—uh, who knows what a long time is even? Not me! But it just seems that way, that’s all." 

"Here I am, as I thought I might never be." 

"These days, the world seems to never be ending for some and not others." 

"The world is a worse place now than it ever was before, but far better than it ever will be again." 

"The past is always better than the present. And the future is the worst of all." 

"I extend my deepest sympathies. Not that my sympathies will do you any good." 

"Have you ever remembered a life you did not lead?" 

"It was a better day earlier. Back when I hadn’t heard that story." 

"This present, this now, is no good. No good at all!”

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Send me a face for a headcanon about my muse!

(`･ω･´) : What does your muse completely gush over?

＿|￣|○ : What situation would your muse give up in?

(｀-´)> : Who does your muse honor the most?

(´；ω；`): What brings your muse into a state of

depression?

ヽ(´ー｀)ﾉ : What calms your muse down?

ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ : What irritates your muse the most?

(＃ﾟДﾟ) : What does your muse do if they're angry?

（ ´Д｀） : Is your muse loud in bed?

（ ﾟДﾟ） : What does your muse do when surprised?

┐('～`；)┌ : When your muse can't answer something, what

do they do?

（´∀｀） : What could your muse care less about?

（ ´_ゝ`） : Who or what is your muse most indifferent

about?

Σ(゜д゜;) : Is your muse easily scared?

( ﾟヮﾟ) : When is your muse happiest?

キタ━━━(゜∀゜)━━━!!!!! : What does your muse do when

very excited?

⊂二二二（ ＾ω＾）二⊃ : Does your muse like to cuddle?

( ´Д｀)ﾉ(´･ω･`) ﾅﾃﾞﾅﾃﾞ: Does your muse pat others on the

head? If not, do they get pat on their head?

(((( ；ﾟДﾟ))): What is your muse terrified of?

Σ(ﾟДﾟ): What would your muse be most shocked to obtain?

( ﾟдﾟ): What amazes your muse?

(´ー`)y-~~ : Does your muse do any drugs? Smoke?

（ ^_^）o自自o（^_^ ） : How often does your muse drink?

ヽ(´ー`)人(´∇｀)人(`Д´)ノ: How friendly is your muse around new people?

('A`) : What does your muse do when they're alone?

（´-`）.｡oO( ... ) : What does your muse think about a lot?

(ﾟДﾟ;≡;ﾟДﾟ): Is your muse impatient?

( ´д)ﾋｿ(´Д｀)ﾋｿ(Д｀ ): Does your muse enjoy gossiping?

（･∀･)つ⑩ : Does your muse enjoy saving or spending money? Or are they indifferent?

(ﾟдﾟ): When your muse didn't expect something, what do they do?

(ﾟ⊿ﾟ) : Is your muse in denial a lot?

（・∀・） : Does your muse like to tease people?

（・Ａ・） : What does your muse consider to be bad?

(ﾟ∀ﾟ) : If your muse was a drug, what kind would they be?

（ つ Д ｀） : When your muse is sad, what do they do?

♪┏(・o･)┛♪ : Can your muse dance well?

d(*⌒▽⌒*)b : What makes your muse the happiest they could ever be?

(╬ ಠ益ಠ): What infuriates your muse to the point they may kill whatever it is?

(≧ロ≦): Is your muse a screamer in bed?

(ΘεΘ;): How much of a tsundere is your muse?

（‐＾▽＾‐）: What does your muse's laugh sound like?

┌(；`～,)┐ : What discombobulates your muse?

ε=ε=ε=┌(;*´Д`)ﾉ : How does your muse run?

ヽ(´▽`)/ : What does your muse look like when happy?

ヽ(ｏ`皿′ｏ)ﾉ : Is your muse violent when angry?

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     With his question, Shiro didn’t mean to bring those tears to her eyes. That tone in her voice made him jump slightly, just from how abrupt it had been. Shiro just had to keep telling himself, he wasn’t the only one suffering. He couldn’t tell what was real or what was fiction. Lance and Keith were practically strangers to one another, and Allura… Who knows the full suffering she must have gone through. Was currently going through.

     “From how you’ve been reacting to me questioning you about simple things.” The only conclusion his mind could come up with was that. That, in some part of his final moments while they were still living, he had failed her. And, if that wasn’t the case, then why was she here with them? Unless something else happened… At least, from her answer he had been given, a small weight that had been building on his shoulders was lifted. 

     But now, Shiro knew he had went too far with his questioning this time. Seeing her tear up like that, continue to use that tone… He had to make it right, that’s what his duty of leader was after all, wasn’t it? Changing his tone, Shiro swallowed back his questions, and pressed forward.

“It doesn’t matter who failed us, or why we’re really here now. Confused, or not…”

     With two steps forward, Shiro reached out with his hand took a hold of one of her hands in his own to give it a gentle squeeze. Reassurance. His eyes traveled up from her hand, to her face to wipe away the cheeks staining them. A soft smile coming onto his face. Comfort. Tears weren’t fit for a princess anyways, no matter what kind of situation she might be put in. 

“Right now, we just have to make the best of things.”

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She supposes Shiro has a point. She’s been keeping a lot of information about how he and the her other paladins died, and she wants it to stay that way. She doesn’t know how she died, either, but she would rather not live in the past. Although she thought about telling Shiro what happened - even now, she thought about it - Allura can’t bring herself to tell him everything. Then again, she really doesn’t know where to start. Or if Shiro wants just a long story cut short, or every little detail mentioned.

She does feel like she has failed everyone though. As she feels that hand grip her own, Allura’s breath hitches, feeling that gentle squeeze of her hand. Then that hand i at her cheek, wiping away her tears. She hadn’t meant to start crying in front of him, but she feels more.. safe? At ease, maybe? Around Shiro. She trusts him more than anybody else, and she feels like she could talk to him about anything..

There was another reason why she didn’t want to tell Shiro anything, because she wasn’t sure if he still felt the same way like he had felt before he died right in front of her. She knows he doesn’t remember his final words to her, and that just makes her heart ache a lot more. 

But if she doesn’t say anything about it now, she’ll never get the chance to, right? And after what he said--

“Shiro.. nothing would make me happier than making the best of things.. with you..” she admits, looking straight into his eyes as she says this. “There’s actually something I’ve been wanting to tell you. Although it’s related to how you died, but I don’t think I can hold it back much longer. I just don’t know how you would react to it..”

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Star Gardens - Allura & ?

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     This statement causes a curious twitch of the ear, and he looks at the other through the corner of his eyes. From what he’s read, it’s been proven that most stars are suns; large, fiery, giant planets of gas that would most certainly incinerate anyone within a mile, let alone close enough to touch. He opens his mouth to point this out, brows quirking down slightly, before stopping.

     …There’s a good chance they’re being metaphorical. And, seeing the expression on their face, he’s not so sure right now is a good time for a scientific debate. Instead, he turns his head to look at them properly, a small and hopeful smile on his face. He’s never been very good at comfort, but…

     “ Well… They’re not real stars, but they look really similar. And… ” He reaches out, cupping one of the fireflies in his hands, watching as it lazily flies within it’s new boundaries.

     “ You can touch these, too. They’re not the ones from home, but it’s the next best thing, I guess. ”

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She brings her hand to her hair, brushing it behind her ear as she brings her back up again, eyes watching the fireflies fly around the area, making her sigh. Whether it was of content, where she relaxes while watching, or because she was upset, because she misses space, she can’t say for sure. But she shouldn’t be too selfish, right? After all, it’s not as if she could purchase a spacecraft and go up into space to see the starts up close again.. Certainly not. 

She glances down at the fox like creature, just in time to see him catch one. She does the same, and looks into her hands, to see the firefly roam about. 

“That is true.. unfortunately,” she sighs once more, eventually letting the firefly go. “I prefer looking at the stars than fireflies, and wishing on shooting stars than thinking a string of fireflies would grant me a wish. But I suppose I should take what you said; it’s the next best thing and I shouldn’t be too unhappy. We could have no sight like this at all..”

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“Whoa. Hottie alert, 3 o'clock.” Zaveid chuckled to himself, sitting on the roof of a building. The seraph stood, stretching, before appearing on the streets below. Sure, she had pointed ears but… Damn, was she a cute one. He walked up to her, stepping riiight in front of her with a smirk on his face.

“Hey, babe. What kind of guy is your type?”

「 @ragingspacemom 」

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The work out gear humans wore was much more comfortable that her Voltron spacesuit or her dresses she had. The tank top and jogging pants were much more easier to get around in than the before mentioned clothing, especially when she was running around Spiral’s End for a work out. Whether it was the morning, afternoon, or evening, Allura enjoyed running around by herself. Though what she didn’t expect was being interrupted.

“Babe?” She raises an eyebrow, looking up at the strange man. “Excuse you, who do you think you’re talking to?” She’ll ignore his question for now.. and bite back the urge to punch him right here and now.

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"I don't know how to stop thinking about you."

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“I don’t think there’s a way to get someone off your mind that easily, Shiro..” She tilts her head, a hint of worry on her face. “Why, is something wrong with thinking of me? You seem so happy to see me.. is thinking of me that terrible for you?” Then she gets another thought--

“Or.. are you worried for me to get tired out because I run through your mind all day? Is that how that line goes?” 

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"I'm not jealous..."

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“There’s no point in lying to me, Shiro. I know what jealousy is.” Jealousy was what Keith felt whenever Lance flirted with anything that talked. Or even how Lance felt whenever Allura was friendly to everyone else but him. She sighs, hands resting on her hips.

 “Don’t lie to me. I can tell you’re jealous. I like you more than anybody else; you should know that by now. Why be jealous when you know you have me, and no one will take me away from you?”

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“You. Me. Cuddle. Now.”

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“Fine by me! But I’m not cuddling into your rock hard chest this time!” She’s happy to oblige with any cuddles Shiro would like. As long as she’s the bigger spoon, though. 

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“Let me kiss it better.”

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“Kiss.. it better?” she repeats his words, confused, an eyebrow raised. She stares down at the bruising on shin, having had gotten that after banging her leg on one of the exercise equipment when she was working out. 

“I’m sure it’ll heal on its own.. There’s no need to kiss it better, Shiro. I don’t think it would help it any anyway..”

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Go back to sleep.

COMPLETELY RANDOM STARTER SENTENCES.

She doesn’t remember falling asleep on Shiro, surely not this close, where her head was on his chest. Shiro, having a rather muscular body, Allura had stirred awake, pushing herself up, rubbing at her eyes. Her movement wakens Shiro, who tells her to go back to sleep, making her huff.

“I would, but your chest doesn’t make a great pillow,” she tells him flat out. Saying that, she tries to fix their position, with Shiro’s head on her chest instead and her head getting a proper pillow. Considering her strength, it wasn’t too hard to pick him up and scoot him into the position she liked.

“There.. much better.” A hand going through the white part of Shiro’s hair, brushing it back, making her hum a little. “Don’t you think so?”

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“You. Me. Cuddle. Now.”

“Don’t move, I just got comfy.”

“I’m scared, hold me!”

“I bit my lip. Will you kiss it better?”

“Tickle war has been declared!”

“Bunny pyjamas, really?”

“I’ve never seen so many kittens in one place.”

“Come on, just one bite.”

“How do you accidentally buy sixty birthday cakes?”

“I never imagined you were so… ticklish.”

“You’re so huggable.”

“You’re under arrest for being too cute. Put your hands where I can hold them.”

“Have you fallen asleep on me?”

“Am I dead?”

“Another one?”

“And what if I don’t?”

“Are you afraid of God?”

“Are you crazy?”

“Are you lost?”

“Are you really that shallow?”

“Are you sure it’s okay?”

“Are you sure there were no…

“How do you really feel about me?”

“Can’t you pretend to love me this once?”

“Would you care if I was gone?”

“Don’t you know the hell I go through to keep you safe?”

“I can’t take this any longer. Help me.”

“Deep down, you’re scared. Aren’t you?”

“You’ll stay alone if you push others away.”

“How many lives have you taken with your own hands?”

“Just for today. Please.”

“You’re the only one who’s never called me that…”

“We can make it work! Let’s run away together, you and me!”

“I… have loved you this whole time.”

“Treat me as you see fit. I’ll still protect you. It’s my role after all.”

“Maybe it’s too much for me to expect kindness.”

“You give me meaning, even if you take it away.”

“Please… hold me. Don’t say anything, just… hold me.”

“Woah, when did you get that?”

“Who did this to you?”

“How many time have I told you to be more careful?”

“You’re saying this was an accident?”

“What a shiner!”

“If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy.”

“I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!”

“Does it hurt when I touch it?”

“Let me kiss it better.”

“If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.”

“Another fight?”

“What happened to your face?”

“I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…”

“Let’s get you to bed.”

“Let’s get you to the hospital.”

“Why are you so calm about this?”

“You’re bleeding!”

“What are friends for, ey?”

“So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?”

“You need to look where you’re going.”

“I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious.”

“Do you want to tell me what really happened?”

“Don’t move! You’ll faint!”

“I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec.”

“You’re the clumsiest person I know.”

“I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this.”

“How could you be so careless?”

“I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!”

“H-how many of them were there?”

“Do you want to build a snowman?”

“The past is in the past.”

“I’m where I’m meant to be.”

“I know you!”

“A dream is a wish your heart makes.”

“People down here think I’m crazy, but I don’t care.”

“For once, it might be grand to have someone understand.”

“Just look at the world around you!”

“Someday my prince will come.”

“If you had the chance to change your fate, would you?”

“If you cut it down, then you’ll never know.”

“But you’ll never know me.”

“Don’t you dare close your eyes.”

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Movie Night

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     “Allura…” Tonight was really testing his patience, and that said a lot for Shrio. Seeing as how he could deal with fighting aliens on a daily basis better than this. But, now that it was out of the picture, he was stuck with dealing with the other two members of their group constantly fighting, and the princess questioning everything in their now human life… Shiro honestly felt like all of his hair would turn white soon. 

     Then again, it was expected. Allura didn’t even know what a television was, let alone a movie, so he could give her that. But, still, there wasn’t any point in watching this if they had to keep pausing it every other scene to explain something.

This wasn’t his best decision of the night.

     “It doesn’t have to make sense. They aren’t real lions. They are cartoons.” Like she should know what a cartoon was, Shiro. “It’s not suppose to teach them about how lions can talk, it’s suppose to teach how you shouldn’t ever give up.”

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Being up in space for years, with the only entertainment being fighting bots or watching the stars as the ship moved, Allura didn’t get the enjoyment of a television, or movies, for that matter. Whenever Pidge would download a movie, she preferred to sit out of the paladins movie nights. It’s thankful she did, otherwise they would have gotten just as irritated at her like Shiro is now because didn’t get the movies.

She feels bad that she seems to be ruining the movie for Shiro. It’s been years since he’s seen a movie himself that wasn’t in space on a laptop or on a holographic screen thanks to the handiwork of Pidge and Hunk. The movie is still on pause as Shiro’s trying to explain to her, and she raises a brow at the word ‘cartoons’.

“Cartoons? Aren’t those the things you people have liquid that comes from cows in? I don’t see how this is that.” She’s still getting used to Earth customs. In space, they didn’t have milk, or televisions, or all these necessities and foods that humans had. Some of it she enjoyed, but most of the things she learned about, she couldn’t believe how humans enjoyed those things.

“You shouldn’t be getting life lessons from a meerkat and a warthog. And you shouldn’t be singing with lion cubs.. That’s unrealistic.” She’s not going to understand anytime soon, Shiro. Just know not to show her Toy Story; she will go on about that.

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Hair Times

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     Long hair wasn’t always an issue with him, from Shiros point of view, Alluras hair style really fit her. Let down, or tied up above her shoulders. Expect, when it was blowing in his face while he stood next to, or behind her. At least, with his statement just now, she didn’t seem to take any offense to it. But now, he was stuck.

“I..Uh, yeah. We could do that.” Says the one who doesn’t know how to really do anything with hair. But, he wasn’t about to say no to her. Not when Allura was looking at him with that smile.

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Her hair often got in the way, which is why she preferred tying it up in a bun than letting it flow freely. But sometimes that tight, secure bun on the top of her head would make her head hurt, and she had no choice but to let her hair down.She didn’t know how to style her hair any differently, so perhaps Shiro could help her out. A wide smile goes across her face, pleased to hear he’s all for styling her hair.

“Fantastic! Let me go get my brush and some hair ties then.” She leaves for a moment, and not a minute later she’s back with the items she mentioned beforehand. She takes a seat next to Shiro once more, settling the items in his lap and then turning her back towards him, pushing all of her hair behind her shoulders. “Style it however you would like. Maybe you can teach me to style it different ways than just my bun.” 

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Remy carefully picks up Oliver rolling his eyes, and lets him jump up onto his shoulder. He was still angry about the miss treatment of his cat and she was implying that he had gone after her mice. Well it was obvious that Oliver would chase mice. He was a cat and was much helpful for rats and mice in his last hell of an apartment. 

“Oliver is friendly not just toward common pests.” Remy really didn’t mean it more as an insult on her for having mice indeed he had met several owners of the sort in his time. It was more letting them roam around the halls freely that he had a problem with. 

“Two problems. Y’r askin’ a cat to not to hunt mice. The thin’ that we practically keep ‘em around for. Two y’r askin’ moi ta train a cat, which is a nearly impossible task. If it wasn’t ‘e wouldn’t be out of my apartment bothering y’r mice in da first place.”

“You probably shouldn’t let y’r mice roam free most people don’t take kindly to ‘em.”   

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He may have a point; her mice shouldn’t be running around freely, or running around period. The only time she lets them go out is when she does, but this was one of the times where they misbehaved. Still, she doesn’t think they should be locked up. For what? Just because others don’t like mice like she does? She huffs, turning her head away from the man.

“Mice mean no harm! People don’t like them for what reason exactly? Because they are rodents? That’s like not trying to befriend alien people all because of the stories that say that they’re here to take over the Earth!” And with Allura being part of a species where she may be considered an alien, she’s even more offended. She huffs, hands on her hips.

“If dogs and cats can be companions, why can’t it be the same for cats and mice? All because cats are made for hunting them? They could get along if they are trained properly!” She will continue to fight on this topic. It seems wrong for her mice to be known as pests, and even more angry at the fact that they are at danger and she’s the only one that’s going to defend them. 

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   It was his right to know, was it not? Shiro had a right to know of his past, of his memories that he had seemed to have forgotten, of what happened to him; what happened to them. ..He was going about it the wrong way. Shouting at Allura when it wasn’t entirely her fault wasn’t the way to go about it. Shiro just had enough of the sneaking around.

    The tone of voice she used to answer him just now, made Shiros heart ping with hurt. He could remember the last time she had used that tone, it was the time when she had to destroy all of her fathers memories to save them all from falling into that dying sun. His grip loosened, but he didn’t let go. He couldn’t.

    Shiro could feel his own gaze starting to drop towards the floor. The raging fire he had felt building up in his chest had died down to a smoldering flame. Was it so wrong to be curious? Yes, apparently very much so.

    “I’m not angry with you…” At least, not anymore. The anger was still there, coursing through him, but it was under control now. He wasn’t angry at her, just the whole situation in general. After her words, Shiro hesitated with his words to say anything. Allura was right, one hundred percent right. If he had a chance to protect her, to protect anyone, from that information. He would do so. Hold the burden for your team; like he has had to do many times in his life.

    “I just… I need to know one thing about it.” Now, his grip tightened yet again, but in a shaking grasp. This time, the meaning behind it wasn’t out of burning rage. No, it was out of fear. “..Did I fail you? Did I fail as a leader?”

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She’s been yelled at quite a few times when she was Altean child, recalling memories as much as her mind would let her. It was mostly her father, but that’s because he was deeply worried when she would run off or show up right in front of him bleeding because she was training with the Gladiator. She can understand why Shiro raised his voice like he did. Especially when he wanted to find things out.

She’s sure, that since she was the one to witness everyone’s deaths, her paladins would like to know what happened, as well. She wouldn’t want them to live with the memory of how they died either. It’s bad enough Allura feels as if she failed everyone, even without the memory of how she died. 

She’s thankful Shiro’s not angry with her, but instead, most likely angry at the fact he doesn’t know what had happened. She’s even more thankful about the fact Shiro didn’t continue to pry.

But hearing that question made her heart shatter. 

“Absolutely not!” Her tone is raised, and now she makes eye contact with Shiro once more. “Fail me?! Why on earth would you think that?!” Although she knows why he would; probably because of how she avoided his questions. “Shiro-- you were a fantastic leader. You cared so much for your team, for the other planets, and you were willing to fight without question! I would never think of you as a terrible leader. Nor do I think you were a failure!” Her voice cracks, and tears are stinging her eyes. She might just end up breaking at this point.

“If anyone failed, it would be me! Not you, not Lance, not Keith-- not ANYBODY.”

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     It was seeing Allura standing there in front of him, clear as day, that Shiro knew he could no longer deny that his ‘dreams’ weren’t just that. Everything he had dreamt, came flooding back into his mind all at once. At least, in the usual way; bits and pieces. Space. Kerberos. Paladins. Allura. Other parts, he just couldn’t remember, they were far too blurry. The images were there on the edge of his mind, but the words and names to go along with them couldn’t come into light no matter how hard he thought upon it.

It was so frustrating. 

     The one thing that crossed his mind, out of everything as he looked her up and down, was the realization that she was actually here. In this place. He was here, and in this place. Shiro was dead…and that could only mean one thing for Allura… He failed her. Someway, somehow - at least, that’s what his mind was screaming at him.

     In a flash, he felt a weight hit his chest, making his body stumble backwards a few places, nearly back into his own apartment. Next, came the arms that wasted no time in going around his waist to hold onto him tightly. With a bit of hesitation on his end - more like awkwardly not knowing where to put his arms around her - Shiro had one arm around her waist, and the other behind her head to hold it against his chest. 

     “..Well…I am here, you didn’t lose me…?” He said, trying to keep his tone semi leveled. There was something behind those words of hers, but he didn’t ask. Not now. Shiro was sort of scared to hear the answer behind it all, and so far, he didn’t come across a single thing that had put fear in him. Again, like before, but actually meaning the words he spoke the first time, he asked again. “..Why are you here? In this place, I mean?” 

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She always had strong feelings for Shiro; whether it was love or great respect for the man, she can’t say for sure. When he keeps her held close against his body, her fingers cling tightly onto the back of his shirt. She missed him like she had missed her father, and that’s quite a lot. Jumping in front of her castle was such a foolish act for him to do, but as long as the Shiro in front of her now wasn’t damaged like he had been before, she’s willing to forgive him for doing something like that.

She breathes slowly, trying to keep herself from crying. She knows she’s going to end up doing that as days pass. If any of the other paladins are here, she’s going to have to fight the urge to break down in front of them. Living with the memory of how each one of her paladins left her was bad enough. The scenes haunt her dreams each night, and each night, she’d wake up with her heart pounding fast and so hard it might leap out of her chest.

Taking in a final breath, Allura loosens her grip on Shiro’s shirt, and hesitantly pulls back from his torso, glancing upwards to make eye contact with him. 

“You’re.. right.” She didn’t lose him; not for good, anyway. Her arms fall to her sides, her head turning, averting her gaze away from Shiro’s. Fingers curl up into the palms of her hands, creating small fists. Whereas she would rather keep herself from spilling everything that happened, she trusts Shiro more than anyone else. “I.. I failed, Shiro. That’s why I’m here. I couldn’t keep fighting after what had happened.. I-- I’m sorry.”

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 Woah! A hug from the princess. Lance was in all kinds of surprise, not exactly expecting her to embrace him at all. A blush crept up on his cheeks and an awkward smile formed. This was definitely not the first time it happened (according to Lance, anyways) and although his tensed up from the sudden contact, but quickly wrapped his arms around her just like the first time they met. Minus the ear pulling, hopefully. 

“W-wow! I didn’t think you’d actually miss me this much. Heh~ Well, I have all of eternity to hug you now, princess~”

 He gave her a wink before releasing her. But all jokes aside, Lance was really curious as to what happened to the other Paladins. No matter how hard he tried to remember, he could never recall. Solemn blue hues shifted from his friend’s beautil face to the stone cold floor.

“So.. If you’re here, does that mean the others are here too..?” 

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She feels him tense when she hugged him so suddenly, making her wonder if she should just pull away now. Considering their history, a hug did seem like a little much. Especially when she didn’t care for his flirting before. But, what could she do? She missed him, but she also hopes Lance wouldn’t get to used to it. She relaxes a little when the embrace is returned, but then Allura brings a hand up, taking Lance’s cheek in between her index finger and thumb, pinching and tugging his cheek.

“Don’t get too used to it. You’re not going to hug me for all of eternity. I missed you, but not enough for hugging to be an everyday thing.” She wants things back to normal at some point. Not the sudden change in her mood where she doesn’t mind the former blue paladins affections and pick up lines.

She pulls her hand back when Lance breaks the embrace, and she steps back, resting her hands behind her back. At his question, Allura’s mood is evident in her face; sadness and guilt. She glances at the ground, a sad look in her eyes. 

“I’ve.. only seen Shiro so far. I haven’t seen the others..” Her voice breaks, but she takes in a few breaths, trying to calm herself. “I’m sure they’re here somewhere.. Just might take them some time to find us.”