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Shiro  Pilot of Black Lion Reporting from Citta Alveare

[alteaness]

shiraion—

          “I-It can’t be… Shiro?! You’re here?! How… how long has it been since you’ve arrived?! I have been looking all over for you and the others!” A bright smile came across her lips as she approached the paladin—her friend. Words couldn’t truly describe what she had been feeling at that moment, any attempt that she had wanted to take seemed too simple in comparison. Perhaps, at times such as this, actions had more value than words, “I’m glad that you’re alright! I’ve been worried!” As she spoke, she quickly threw her arms around him, giving him a short embrace before pulling away. “Where are the others?! Are they with you?” It wasn’t her intention to bombard him with questions, especially since this had been their first meeting within the city—yet she couldn’t help herself from doing so.

Her voice was uneasy, frantic almost—her eyes scouring their surroundings. It had been fairly crowded, however she couldn’t make out anyone that she had hoped to see. “They… are here…? Are they not?”

[shiraion-blog]

Shiro lost track of the time he had been wandering the streets since he started this morning, for the nth consecutive day in a row. As long as part of his team was out there missing he would not stop looking. His face had grown blank, when suddenly he was bombarded with several questions, which only made him smile as he turned his head back to her. 

“It’s me. I am here. 24 days. I’ve been looking for the others too,” He answered every one of her questions calmly. Even if those were not the feelings deep within his gut he was always an expert at maintaining a calm exterior. As he turned fully now to face her, he ran a hand through his white bangs. A single unconscious gesture. “I was, to-” and words to accompany it. As her paladin, or as her friend, Shiro put his worries aside though, and raised his shoulders as he addressed her. “To answer that, Pidge and Keith are currently accounted for. Lance, and Hunk are not, but knowing them it’s just as likely they got distracted within this city because Hunk saw an old lady that needed help carrying her grocery bags home, and Lance saw the same but for a young and pretty lady he wanted to impress.”

[crybabytrapmaster]

@Shiraion: Lion Mounting Chapter

[crybabytrapmaster]

Nah, she’s just used to this. Satoko actually has some difficulty in improvising overall. It might not seem so because of her extensive practice as a trapmaker, but being caught in situations outside of her planning really get her out of her comfort zone.

“If you’d prefer I can call you by your actual name, wa.” Sorry, Shiro. You’re too old to be a nii-san instead. Satoko blows one final drone with a hand bomb that she was carrying and rushes to the mecha’s inside.

She’s nothing short of marveled at the vision before her. Lights, buttons, circuitry and lots more faced her as she walked to Shiro’s side. “Wooooow… This is amazing, wa! How did you get such a cool robot, wa?”

[shiraion-blog]

"It’s Shiro, just Shiro,” He says as he hoists himself up into the cockpit after making sure she was clear. It should be fine bringing one more person on, Lance’s lion had no problem carrying the five of them after all and his was much bigger. 

He immediately reached for the controls. Protecting another made him feel in his element. He pulled them back, and gracefully manipulated the lion to kick it’s feet off the ground and start to charge forward. The drones that were in front of them broke uselessly on the Lion’s front, overwhelmed by the superior machine.

The moment he got airborne, Shiro could focus on conversation again. He pulled them into a lazy turn as he began to scan below for more areas he could help. “Well, it’s a long story but I guess we’re gonna have awhile. In my universe I was on a mission to cerberus, when we discovered enemy aliens. I fled all the way back home, only to find four kids and another lion like this one only blue buried in the desert. The five of us flew deeper into space through a warp portal where we met a 10,000 year old princess who led us to the rest of the robots, and told us we needed to unite the five of them to form voltron to combat the alien threat.” Now that he said it aloud it was beginning to sound a little bit farfetched. 

[notsofairlegacy-deactivated2020]

@shiraion

Fair found himself in the rowdy streets in the heart of the city morning glory that began to fade in its mist abouts to greet and bow in a welcoming gesture to the afternoon light. The city could not have been any busier he supposed and with silence to serve as his only companion he watched as everybody went about their normal lives. Heck, desire for such simplistic luxury. To simply wake up and be as if nothing has ever come to happen to him. He suppose it was too much of a request from his part. Being brought back from the dead and stripped off the lifestream was not even the beginning nor the end of it sadly. From the tree in which he concealed himself from the general public’s naked eye, down time was allowed for his persona. He settled with simply watching as the city became louder and louder. It sure reminded him of Midgar back in its day sometimes except that the place came to life at the dawning of night time for the most part. At least the upper plate did, vague recollection would as well have applied to the slums he guessed.

“Pretty loud huh?” He suddenly felt the impulse in speaking, quite aware of a certain somebody who had all but budged an inch for some time now. “Don’t wanna join the afternoon glow?” He inquired in absolute nonchalance, being one to always be comfortable with speaking to others, new or old faces.

[shiraion-blog]

Shiro had been watching for a long time. It was about all a displaced ship pilot and mission leader could do when stranded in a city like this. Even though he had been watching for somebody, or rather a whole list of somebodies, the longer he waited the more people seemed to blur into one another and Shiro found himself just staring at a featureless mass in front of him with no objective. It would have been pretty depressing, if he did not have a voice to suddenly shock him out of it. Though, the feeling of wanting to jump as he was brought back to reality did not show on Shiro’s face at all, he just turned his head slightly and looked over mostly with his eyes at the person suddenly next to him. Taking it in stride as he usually did, a small smile formed on his lips. 

“A little bit yeah, but if a city with this many people was dead quiet at this time, it would be pretty creepy huh?” He says, immediately meeting the other black haired individual’s impulsive chatter with a joke that was more like a reflex than anything. Shiro raised a mechanical arm, and ran those fingers through his floppy bangs to think. “This may sound a little weird, but I’ve been in space for a long time before this, so it’s nice to hear a city crowded with people.”

"I don’t really glow,” He added. Letting his arm fall again. “What about you? You look pretty shiny but you’re out here too.”

[sanicura-deactivated20180629]

    ❛ I’m truly sorry to hear that.       I can imagine that to be troublesome while you fight. ❜       ( like it is for you, haise? )

   He paused, feeling a subtle sensation throughout his chest as he spoke. It didn’t quite hit him until now of their similarities. Dealing with paining flashbacks was something that he, too, dealt with from time to time depending on the circumstance. Even their peppered hair coloring happened to be similar. Keeping quiet as his eyes idly stare at the other’s appearance for a fleeting moment, he turned back to the commotion before them.

   Knowledgable of the opponents they’d faced put him at an obvious advantage, though he knew he had exerted his strength beyond his normal means. Shifting from side-to-side, his eyes scoped out the foes who stood defiantly before the monochromatic pair. A koukaku kagune, Haise surmised as he examined the protruding appendage coiling along the arm of its user. Further tightening his grasp around the hilt of his weapon, the halfbreed explained.

     ❛ What you see before you are a race of humanoid species called GHOULS.        They excel at physical performance and are extremely durable.        With your weaponry, I’m not sure whether or not you’ll be able to damage them. ❜

   Shifting his fighting posture to something reminiscent of his mentor. the Dove glanced over at the stranger once again. His concern wasn’t if the man was capable. but if he wielded the necessary tools to make it back in one piece. Although he had a clear goal set in mind, to return to the Commission on Counter Ghoul’s base, Haise’s kind nature betrayed him once more.

    ❛ …stay close.       We’re going to clear a path. ❜

[shiraion-blog]

“You know, ideally I would never have to fight at all but somehow it never ends up working out for me that way.”

Shiro says casually again. His wide shoulders rise and fall as he tries to control his breath too. Everything for the appearance of keeping calm. He could feel when there were eyes on him, even for the briefest of moments. He was fine though, well, he was struggling against an enemy he had no idea about that felt about as strong as a Galran soldier with another artificial limb that he had tangled against, but everything was fine. 

“My arm? I don’t exactly- it’s alien tech. Maybe, we’ll get lucky, but it’s probably better off not to risk it.”

He says, knowing his arm is currently capped. With as little as he knew about his arm, the fact that the meager control of it he had regained from his time as a paladin could  be taken away so easily was disheartening. Not that Shiro showed it, the situation called for a relaxed smile. Even if his arm could not cut the beast, he could still stand in front of Haise and keep it at bay. He was not here alone, so he nodded and cooperated with the instructions of the other.

He looked back for a moment, just in time to see Haise take an odd stance. To him it looked like, something reflectng off of water. When he hears Haise’s voice instructing him though, with that same serenity of still water, Shiro obeyed. He pushed every last bit of his strength forward to knock the ghoul back on his heels, and then slipped backwards so he could stand back to back with Kaneki. 

“Alright, I’ll follow your lead.” 

[crybabytrapmaster]

@Shiraion: Lion Mounting Chapter

[crybabytrapmaster]

Indeed, shortly after she disposed of that one, another one appeared to bother them and was promptly blasted by another firework. And after that one, even more appeared. All while the beast slowly approached them from the other side, just like it was a few minutes ago.

“You think so, wa?” She replied in a deadpan tone. Captain Obvious strikes again. Her excited tone returned at the man’s offer, though. “Ohhhh, really?!” Wow, she’d get a chance to not only escape from this hell zone but do so in such a cool way? Count her in!

“Please, oji-san, let’s go already, wa!!!”

[shiraion-blog]

Shiro watched the drone get a little too close. He jumped in front of her instinctively, only to see her take one down with a firework. Apparently this kid was either fantastic at improvising or just used to this sort of thing. He punched another drone with his energized fist, just because he didn’t like that one in particular and then moved back around to the lion. As much as he wanted to stand strong and hold his ground there was a much more tactical way already in front of them. 

"I guess I’m stuck as an old man now,” He commented to himself as he looked up to the lion mentally asking it for permission. That part was probably unnecessary, but apparently there was a connection between paladins and lions. Shiro thought it never hurt to be polite. The lion seemed to agree with him and bowed its head even further for easy access. He jumped into the lion’s jaw again, and held both hands out. “Come on, get in quick we’re about to blow this joint.”

[wheatgoddess-deactivated2017011]

“It is indeed, but it’s still not a reason.” She clarified, visibly upset about it. Though her anger wasn’t going to last too long it seemed. Food has always been the way to comfort her. The alien commentary seemed to be arbitrarily omitted by her, of course, it’d be a fine topic for the meal. 

Expecting him to behave like that, the wise wolf suddenly grinned at his action, “This is not going to be enough, though.” Horo stated in a very jocular way, sitting just on the jacket then resting her tail upon her lap, carefully stroking it with her right hand. 

The description about the nature of a ‘buffet’ built excitement in her. An ‘all-you-can-eat’, right? Just like a good feast though it was missing the party and alcohol. She didn’t want to get her hopes too high. Some of the meals the other party pointed at to her were recognizable, some other, the opposite. “It seems ‘buffet’ has just become my favourite word here.” But, as the last sentence reached her fluffy ears, her smile stretched. “Are these ears perhaps sensing a challenge?”

[shiraion-blog]

"I know, I know,” Shiro said, playing along calmly with the fact he owed her more. That was his jacket, after his sandwich, and next his wallet. It was nice to have company though, Shiro spent most of his time wandering the streets alone looking for the rest of his team. Paying a little bit to get his mind off of that a little while wasn’t a bad deal. So Shiro played his calm and reasonable self. 

Until a smile snuck upon his lips. He should have known better than to expect her to heed his warning, he guessed there was no helping it. He was the first one to pull plates off the buffet, setting them in front of him and Holo. Carefully he picked up a few rolls and put them on the plate, and then, the green sauce which he treated with much more caution. 

He put a dabble on a roll on Holo’s plate, then one on his own. “First one to reach for water loses, if we both somehow manage to resist then we eat another one whole.” He laid out the challenge, as adult as he looked it turned out to be easy to lure him into doing childish things. “Let’s make it more interesting too, if you win I’ll meet you again and pay for your meal then too, but if I win the next time we meet we’ll just go on a nice walk instead.” He said, before holding five mechanical fingers up in the air, then four, three, two, one. Shiro braced himself. 

[crybabytrapmaster]

@Shiraion: Lion Mounting Chapter

[crybabytrapmaster]

Whoa, talk about an awesome rescue sequence! Satoko has always held a special spot in her heart for mecha shows, like the Gundam series. So, seeing a giant robot lion appear like this and smash those many drones as if they were made of paper was enough to bring sparkles to her eyes.

“Wooooow, t-that was so coool, oji-san!!” Honestly, she really enjoyed the lion’s design. Not too crammed with details, seemingly practical while all carrying an air of badassery with it. It’s admittedly pretty small compared to the monster, but honestly, anything short from Godzilla itself would be.

“Well, you know, the same as everyone else, wa. Living in this city, making a life for myself, once a month dealing with the apocalypse- Hey, get out, you suckers!!” As she spoke, a drone had approached Shiro, so she shot it down as she was doing before. “You gonna face the big thing, wa?”

[shiraion-blog]

Shiro ran a hand through his white bangs. “I’m not that old, my hair just looks like this,” He said, almost as if he was shuffling self consciously for a moment. He flicked his bangs though, and tried not to dwell on that. 

He moved towards her, but stopped for a moment to follow her gaze. She was looking at the lion, huh. He had never shown this to another human being that was not another member of team voltron, but he guessed that to those who weren’t used to it, it was an impressive sight. It seemed he had gotten too distracted though as he let another drone sneak up from behind. 

Those things seemed to reappear even when he knocked them out. He stepped in front of Satoko, and punched another one out of the air. “You know, something tells me it’s not safe here.” He forked a thumb back towards his lion. “That was the general idea, hey if you think the lion’s cool, wanna come with me?”

[eternitybestowed-blog]

Go Team Voltron... Snake formation?!

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                 『♦』→  Controls were pulled back smoothly as Keith kept his eyes on the screen before him, the action leading to Red bounding a few steps before leaping up, gliding through the air with her tell-tale speed to join the other two lions in the sky, settling in a position midway between them. Once steady, a hand was taken from the controls to tap a button off to the side, bringing up the display images from both the green and black lions’ cockpits. Physically seeing both Shiro and Pidge only deepened the relief that was coursing through the red lion’s paladin, and despite himself, Keith couldn’t keep the smile from his face. Yes, this is what being a paladin was all about. Teamwork, and trusting your teammates with your life.

           ❝ I think taking out even one of these things will help in the long run. From what I’ve seen, we’ve just got to keep hitting it and hitting it until it slows down. ❞ A breath of something like exasperation left Keith’s lips before he continued. ❝ But if it’s anything like that monster we fought on the Balmera, how are we going to beat it without Hunk and his bayard? How are we going to beat it without Voltron? ❞ A small voice in the back of his head told him that probably wasn’t what anyone wanted to hear right now, but Keith knew his role. He was the cautious one, the one who thought of the worst-case scenario so no one else had to. It was what he did.

           But hearing Shiro come up with a gameplan helped, somehow, to make Keith feel better, more confident. With an actual set course of action, it seemed possible that they could actually take on the creature that was rampaging across the sector. Even when a laser was fired at him, it didn’t break the growing feeling in his chest, and the paladin shifted the controls to the side, avoiding the projectile with ease. Now that was here, together, with at least some of his team, things looked less bleak. And Shiro had always gotten them through their battles. Surely this time would be the same? ❝ You got it, Shiro. Pidge, we’re counting on you. ❞

           ❝ Let’s take this thing! And then we’re finding the rest of Voltron! ❞ Ligaments strained as Keith slammed the controls forward with all his strength, following Shiro’s lead towards the creature. Red roared her approval as she darted after the black lion, a sound that filled Keith with a sense of wholeness. Surely now, together, the paladins of Voltron would be okay.

redlioned > @pidgegunderlion > @shiraion

[eternitybestowed-blog]

Pidge fell into formation easily, ready to do their part, but something was seriously nagging at them. Even as they readied to follow Shiro’s instructions.

“Balmera? Didn’t just Corran and Hunk end up going there to get a crystal? I.. don’t remember going to one, never mind leaving the planet to fight another monster thing,” how come they seemed so sure of themselves on what they were saying? “Was Lance even up for it? I know he woke up once and we got him in a pod but…”

Oh well, they could talk differences in memory later. They had this thing to take out now, made obvious by it’s roars and looming figure. At least they had a plan, even if it was slightly in reference to something Pidge lacked knowledge on.

“Right, I’ll analyze what I can. Just take care of yourselve- what are those?”

Pidge scanned the ground. Things were swarming around the monster’s feet and lower body. Carefully the paladin swooped in lower for a closer view, only to get swatted at for their trouble. Quickly blasting the few following them, they raised back into the air hovering and then circling the monster at a wide berth.

“I think we’ve got hostiles on the ground now too! Also when you get close… It’s really.. Ugh. There’s something just not right. Keep your distance if you can, guys. I’ll keep a look out for the others too!”

@shiraion > @redlioned

[shiraion-blog]

Shiro felt a tug of worry at Pidge’s words, but he could not do anything about it. He was the one that had to be in control. Where would team voltron be without its cool headed - well he was literally a head - leader. “Pidge we’ll catch up later, I promise.” He said to reassure, but the other part of Pidge’s words registered just then. 

Even if there forces were nearly halfed at the moment, Shiro did not want to leave innocent people on the ground in harm’s way. Being strong for the sake of others who couldn’t, that was what being a paladin meant. He quickly corrected his lion’s path, manipulating the controls with a grace born from years of experience as his mind had already made up the tactical decision. 

“There might be people in trouble on the ground, Keith you hit them high and I’ll hit them low!” Even though Team Voltron was nearly halved at the moment, he split them up further. He considered it the best option though at the moment because this way they could survey the ground and air forces at the same time, and also Keith’s natural pilot aptitude would serve him better with a lot of free space to roam anyway. While Shiro himself’s strongest ability was to keep his head in tight situations.

He pulled closer to the city, weaving in between buildings for a moment until he saw what Pidge described as the ground forces. It looked a little bit like larger versions of the drones that Galra used and their ranks were thick. Shiro closed his eyes and tried to draw on the Lion’s power. The lion grew its fangs, or rather the two blades that stuck out of its mouth and rammed its way through their ranks. Shiro quickly pulled up again on the controls so he could regain the air, and turn the Lion’s tail laser on it so he could fire pot shots. 

"Pidge these things sure are weird-” That was the scientific term right, “They aren’t particularly strong individually, but there’s a lot of them, I thought I took out some just now but I barely made a dent.”

@redlioned > @pidgegunderlion

[crybabytrapmaster]

@Shiraion: Lion Mounting Chapter

@shiraion

“Take this, you ugly things!” Satoko shouts while carrying a very peculiar weapon. Fireworks. She’s rather keen of their colors and explosive appeal, and with her guaranteed supply of them even before this mess started, there’s no reason for her not to use them.

For a moment there, she’s feeling confident enough that she might actually be able of surviving easy like this. Look at her, exploding robot ass left and right! It’s only a shame that she doesn’t have someone filming her so that she could show it to Rika later. She knows the bluenette loves it.

That’s, however, when she hears the loud stomping. Satoko notices a shadow covering and looks above. (OH CRAP.) The big boy has arrived to the party. She’d get to her bycicle and start running, but behind her there’re several drones.

Is there no way for her to escape from this?

[shiraion-blog]

Just before the child could lose herself to any hypothetical despair, something arrives in view to block out the giant. 

Technically it was smaller, but due to perspective and whatnot the black lion could at least appear larger as it hovered over Satoko closely instead of from a distance. Rather than attack her though, like everything else in the city the lion flew over her, and stomped on the drones that were behind her. 

When the mechanical lion was done, it sat down and lowered its head like it might have been expecting praise or something. Rather, it opened it’s jaw, and a man in a helmet came out of it. He removed his helmet and stood, halfway out of the cockpit looking down to the girl.

“Hey, are you okay?” he asked, voice rife with concern, and then quieter to himself, “What’s a little kid doing alone in a city like this.”

[wheatgoddess-deactivated2017011]

That sushi thing sounded quite extravagant for her. But food was still food and maybe it could taste great. 

So, they ended up just in front of the second option. A metallic scent was already leaking from the door’s edges, making her suspicious that something may have happened inside those four walls. The landscape just after Shiro opened the door served as a confirmation. The perfect definition of a mess. 

But that “charming” sight was interrumpted without any previous words. The other party just covered her eyes and before she could say anything, they were outside again. Taking his hand off pretty bluffly, she stared at him maybe a bit more mad than ten minutes ago. 

“Don’t treat me like a child.” She stated in a very serious and authoritarian voice, practically piercing him with both eyes. Turning around on her feet, she placed her hand over the latch. “This place is fine for me. I am a wolf. I am more used to blood than leaves, darling.” And turned it to open the door and re-enter.

“You have offended me not once but twice a day. I hope you have means to remunerate me for this.”

[shiraion-blog]

Shiro watched her walk back to the bloody scene, and folded organic and inorganic arms over one another. 

“It’s an alien thing I guess,” He said stretching himself to still sound reasonable as he obediently followed after her. Once inside he just politely bowed his head again, “I’m sorry for my rudeness, it’s just.... instinct is a powerful thing.” He was use to being surrounded by kids after all. 

Shiro unzipped his jacket and put it down on one of the bloodied stools, leaving on only his black longsleeved undershirt as he offered the stool to Horo, “Since I owe you anyway,” Then took the next bloody stool instead. He held up two organic fingers to the surprisingly friendly for a man soaked in blood, chef. “Two for the buffet please.”

It occured to him she might not know what he was talking about, so he swiveled over to her, “The buffet is all you can eat, you only pay once, and we can eat whatever we want from everything in the counter in front of us, and as much as we want too.” He gestured to what lie in front of them which was a veritable treasure trove of oceanic foods, “That’s uh, squid over there, shrimp, crab, the raw stuff is sushi, oh and be careful with the wasabi, it might be too much for you” Once again he couldn’t help but act cautious around her in a parental sort of way. 

[eternitybestowed-blog]

Go Team Voltron... Snake formation?!

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                 『♦』→  Breath was sucked in through his mouth as Keith slammed his controls forward, putting Red into a steep dive to avoid a laser that was aimed in his direction. It had been getting harder and harder to stay airborne, the attacks seeming to be coming on stronger and stronger, and Keith was on the verge of giving up on flying for the time being. Red’s paws slammed into the ground at a velocity high enough to jar him as she landed, giant craters forming in the places where she touched down. Cracks now spiraled down the street, but Keith didn’t care. He was sure someone would repair them later, and with all the destruction the city was now facing, he figured a little more wouldn’t it do any harm.

           A control stick was pushed away as Red bounded forward, leaving cracked streets in her wake as her tail streamed behind her. In the pilot’s seat, Keith kept a careful eye out, though he ignored the drones who tried to go after him. In his lion, the paladin was safe. In his lion, nothing could touch him. And in his lion, Keith could feel what she felt, hear what she heard, see what she saw. And for the last half hour she had been purring deep in his mind, leading him… somewhere. He didn’t question it, of course. When a giant, magic, robotic lion was telling you something, you listened.

           And, finally, they loped into the destruction-filled streets of Sector oo1, the place Red had been leading him to the entire time. Her purr deepened, vibrating through his chest and bones, and Keith looked up just as two voices crackled through his intercom. ❝ Pidge? Is that you? And Shiro? ❞ Shock crackled through him, mixed with a relief as deep as the ocean. He couldn’t have been more thankful that they were okay, and more importantly, here. A thrilled feeling swelled in his chest, but Keith forced his voice to lower to a serious tone.

           ❝ Not that I’m not incredibly happy to see you, because I am, but I think we’ve got bigger problems right now. ❞ Like a 300-foot-tall-monster-problem. Definitely big. ❝ You two up for a fight? ❞

redlioned > @pidgegunderlion > @shiraion

[eternitybestowed-blog]

Pidge can’t help the growing smile of relief; at least part of their team (their.. friends..?) is here and the leader of the group just so happens to be one of them. It’s good to hear Shiro’s voice.

“Good to see you too, Shiro! Not uh, under the best circumstances, but I was really beginning to think I was the only paladin in this place- Keith!”

Okay so Lance and Hunk are still missing, but they still trust Keith, especially as a pilot, though they’d never hear the end of it from lance if they said it out loud. It’s good to see him too, the other arm. Surely with Shiro’s leadership, Keith’s instincts, and their brain, they could still have a shot against these.. things, whatever they were without fully becoming Voltron.

…Right?

“Do we even have a choice? There’s one of these things in each sector, and they’re destroying everything. There’s no castle or wormhole to escape to even if we wanted. But, uh yeah I’m ready if you guys are!”

“We’re not alone either. I’m pretty sure I saw some other guys with powers? They’re doing their part too, so I guess keep an eye on them and try not to hit em? At least we have some backup.”

@shiraion > @redlioned

[shiraion-blog]

"Don’t worry Pidge, this is a tight situation that’s for sure but now that we’ve found each other, we can pull together and overcome it.”

Despite everything else, the sight of his team had Shiro smiling. It was good to know that one thing consistently did, even if he himself felt shaky at times. His mind grew to focus though on what was in front of him as he leaned into the controls, speeding up his lion slightly. He wondered if Black could sense his anticipation too. He opened his mouth, and in a low and confident voice he spoke over the intercom. 

“I’ve seen this thing start shooting at the air, so this may be like the eyeball monster thing we fought on the Balmera,” Good technical terminology there Shiro, “Pidge, I want you to hang back and analyze the monster’s capabilities for now. Keith, you’re the most intuitive of us and Red is such a feisty lion, I think you can do your best to get closer and see if you and me can dodge whatever ti’s shooting at us. Pidge watch us and tell us what you think, jump in and save us if we don’t look so good.  Even if we can’t combine for now, we can still provide much needed air support to the people below us.”

His voice was flawless, but his hands still twitched against the controls. That was fine though, he would just have to put everything into his forward motion for the sake of his team. He pushed the controls forward with him, as he leaned into it. His breaths were strong enough that his shoulders and whole torso moved with him, and he swore if his lion could breathe it would be syncing up with him right now. It gave him the confidence to say one last thing. 

“If that sounds good to everybody, then we’re going to take this thing down and afterwards, go looking for Lance and Hunk.”

@redlioned > @pidgegunderlion

[eternitybestowed-blog]

Go Team Voltron... Snake formation?!

It does’t take long after Green’s back in their hands and the cocoons start hatching that Pidge feels almost drawn to a location. It’s a dangerous trip yes, but one can’t just ignore the robo lion’s magic voo-doo when it’s telling you that you’re not alone. They could feel it somehow; other paladins are nearby. Geeze magi-tech was weird, but for once the teen isn’t complaining.

It takes a lot of cloaking and laser dodging before they decide just galloping near the ground is a better idea. When they finally reach sector one, the monster there is already destroying the pod system down to the district.

“C’mon, C’mon.. where are you guys- wait,” Pidge mutters before putting a hand up to their helmet, “Guys, anyone are you there? It’s Pidge!”

Luckily, just as they start calling out over their helmet radio, green makes a sudden turn and blasts in one direction.

“Wooaahh! Calm down, green- Shiro!”

There’s no mistaking the larger black lion in front of them. Elation rises in their chest, with Shiro they had a fighting chance, even if the lion was telling them that, with the two paladins and lions they still can’t sense, they were all in for more than a just bumpy ride.

@shiraion > @redlioned

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"This is shiro broadcasting! Pidge! Keith! Lance! Hunk! Can you hear me?”

Shiro repeated again after Black bounded into the air. He pulled a hard right on the controls so the lion would circle in the air. Instead of attacking immediately, his top priority was to find the members of his team. He felt it like an instinct his lion communicated to him, the moment he started to launch. He patted the dash of his lion, maybe black was missing the others too. 

The moment he heard their familiar voice on the radio, Shiro’s gaze scanned the horizon and then focused in on his target.  There was no mistaking the large green lion that was now following him. 

"Pidge! It’s good to see you again, hope you’ve been well.”

He said casually, as he was deliberately controlling the emotion in his voice to stay calm. He  pulled the controls again so his lion would spiral in the air deliberately and correct its pathway so he could fly at Pidge’s side. He felt one more presence, but told himself there was a small chance that Lance and Hunk could still be here. Just then though, he saw another lion on the horizon, flying in a slightly wonky pattern. 

“Keith? Is that you? Is everything alright buddy?”

@redlioned> @pidgegunderlion

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Shiro was not trained to react to this situation either, but that seemed to be the rule now more than the exception in this city, in allura’s castle, or just in general. He quirked a curved eyebrow up at the mechanical beast that hand landed in front of him. A shield made up of a three dimensional grid like shapes in front of him, dividing man and machine. Shiro looked down at his hand again, and instead of feeling like a weight on his side, he felt his arm breathe with that galran energy once more.

Then, all things should be as before, right? He would find Pidge, Keith, Hunk and Lance, and form Voltron.  They would fight the enemy and then go back to Allura’s castle, but Allura was not here either. It seemed ever since the mission to cerberos, Shiro could never truly adjust. He lowerd his head slghtly, causing his white bangs to flop over his eyes. The lion imitated the motion. 

Right, he was not the only one here. That lion was still connected to him. Well, as long as he was not alone he knew he could do it. He reached forward finally, his suit smoothly adjusting to his movements now that it was no longer made of plastic. The lion dropped its shield at Shiro’s touh, and soon he found himself in the cockpit. He breathed, and the whole beast seemed to shake with him, imitating an intake of breath in a mechanical way. Just like when he was nosediving, Shiro closed his eyes and pictured a sensation of falling. 

Understand me. Fight with me. Give me the strength to protect. He had thoughts like this, but they weren’t necessarily words just instincts and emotions, something an animal could understand. When he opened his eyes and wrapped fingers around the controls, one gloved, and one mechanical, he knew it was time. 

“Shiro and Black Lion, moving out!” He shouted with the forceful voice of a commander, right before kicking up into the sky. 

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Have you seen my kids... oh THERE THEY ARE. 

[wheatgoddess-deactivated2017011]

Well, if it hadn’t been long since she had a walk like this. The circumstances weren’t the ones she’d have expected before getting into the city but that was a minor problem. It felt good to have a little company at least. As they approached the mildly crowded street, a bizarre mix of smells bombed her nose, nurturing the already pretty established hunger in her belly.

A sudden but expected offer appeared before her. Smirking, Horo didn’t hesitate to take it. “I will gladly accept that but don’t dare to think I’m that easy, Shiro.” For every step they took, the stronger the urge to eat became. It was starting to feel like the meal of just minutes ago was nothing more than a snack. 

Following his steps, they took the path towards the nearest restaurant. The hopes and dreams of the goddess ended as soon as that little show unfolded in front of them. She stared blankly some moments at the silhouette, now running away from them, before answering to the other party

“Seems like it.” Horo stated “Shall we eat some… I certainly do not know most of the places these foods are from.” 

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Shiro gave a confused look for a moment at her comment, then glanced off to the side. “Well you ate my sandwich and now you’re making me give you a tour, that’s kind of the opposite definition of easy,” He said, but he was just playing along with the banter he didn’t seem to mind really. 

After the disappointment of the first place he was determined to get it right this time. The god of chow would bless them. Instead of picking the first restaurant he saw, he decided to go with another favorite. “Alright, so this next place is called a Sushi Restaurant. They take raw fish, and octopie, and other seafood and then serve it to you cut up and with special sauce-” He was still in the middle of his explanation when they walked through the door. 

“Oh hello, morning! Don’t mind the mess, this gang was trying to hassle me into selling my shop, you walked in as I just finished negotiation. Sit down, I’ll serve you something up before the lieutenant comes to retaliate.”

To a scene that was covered in blood. It looked like a warzone had erupted out of this sushi shop. Including the chef, who spoke to Shiro casually despite  the fact that he too, had been painted red. Shiro did not even want to see where the blood had come from, his paternal instincts kicked in and he covered Horo’s eyes with his free hand like she was a child and turned her around and out. 

“The next place should be fine,” Shiro said, his calm not cracked quite yet. 

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   Trailing after sudden motion is an unforeseen gale, arm instinctually bent over the lids of his mismatch hues. Shards line the ground beside him, upon further inspection attributing it to that of an UKAKU. Having an insurgence of enabled ghouls made Haise’s job as an investigator far more troublesome than he’d anticipated, attempting to keep his composure while facing adversity. His opponents lie felled upon the ground, although still grasping onto life.

   Glancing over his shoulder, optics detailed the appearance of a lone stranger, one whom expressed gratitude for his intuitive proactivity. Donning advanced machinery, components unlike the technological advancements made in his home of Tokyo, Japan, Haise extended his hand towards the other before reeling it back upon seeing the man regain footing.

     ❛ Ah, thank you, ❜ he spoke with little exasperation coating his words. To think of a compliment seemed increasingly difficult, because ‘nice armor’ didn’t seem like the right thing to say seeing as though he hadn’t known what the man wore, and simply 'nice body’ would not come across the way he’d intend. Instead…

    ❛ Your JOINTS.        The posture you held before seemed to indicate that they had stiffened.        Do you think you’ll be able to make it back in one piece? ❜

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What was that? They looked like glass shards but fired like bullets. Shiro’s coloress eyes opened wide as he watched them, more alien weaponry, or something else. His mind started to fire again as this was now a combat situation. This is what he had become used to. He was just taken off guard before. He steadied his breathing and readied himself. 

Instinctively, Shiro runs a hand through his black and white hair as he thinks. If it was a member of the crew, one of his kids he might be more wary of hiding this. When they were in a dangerous situation though, it made less tactical sense not to inform the person he was with of a possible danger. “It wasn’t health related or anything I think, it must have been mental. Sometimes, I get flashbacks when I’m caught off guard....” He trailed off. Even though it was the right thing to do, and this was a stranger, somehow explaining it was harder than he had thought. He decided to act instead. 

He leveled his arm, and the edge of it was as straight as the edge of a sword. A ghoul with a koukaku (not that he would know) bladelike protrusion from his shoulder, emerged from the crowd and Shiro moved instinctively to block it, thinking faster now that his mind had reoriented itself. The metal not manmade, matched the density of the kagune arm, but did not beat it per se. So all he had managed to do was  block as the two limbs pressed against one another, like the crossed swords of two samurai. “I think I’ll manage to get back on my own, thank you though,” he said, but when he started to lose the strength battle, “But if you wanted to to tell me how to beat these guys I wouldn’t be against it.”

[wheatgoddess-deactivated2017011]

“No, I have not heard of these ‘hoagies’ before, though I have to recognize their taste.” She stated while finishing her hard work to clean as much as possible her delicate hands. Swaying softly her long and fluffy tail, Horo took a look again at the stranger, noticing the artificial limb he carried. That was the first time she ever saw something like that, usually, when you lost an arm or a leg it’s just gone forever and that’s the end of the story but that quite made her curious. Well, besides his particular appearance in general.

“Are you a neighbour of mine? What is your name?” The wolf asked, staring distended and smiling. Her stomach was still submerged in pure rage but not as much as before. She needed something more to eat and the people that welcomed her added some little funds to her wallet so, why not going to buy some food? Preferably apples, or peaches, or strawberries, or something like that. Or meat. More meat. “You wouldn’t mind accompany me to buy more food, wouldn’t you? I might buy you something if I feel generous enough.”

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Shiro could feel her eyes on his arm. He flexed it for a moment, “Pretty cool, huh?” He would explain more if he himself knew the whole story. There were more pressing things at the moment. Maybe it was an alien thing, they required more nutrients than a regular human would. Though it baffled him how she would have room, such a small thing. He found himself smiling idly though while looking at her, as he was reminded of hunk’s eating habits. “As you wish,” he relinquished, and turned to look at the cafeteria. 

“I’m in Delta, but I wander around a lot. Name’s Shiro, the black lion.” His eyes were already looking around surveying. “There’s stores down this lane all the way with styles of food from all over the world, the god of chow has blessed us today, I’m sure we’ll find something” He offered his arm out to the stranger, just so she didn’t get lost, and started to walk forward. The closest place was a chinese Restaurant and Shiro went there first, pushing the door open. “Hey, what’s on the-” Before he could finish a woman pushed past him with tears in her eyes. The owner who as working the counter jumped underneath it.

“I thought I told you to not come near the restaurant,”

“Drop the act, Arty.” “What act?” “Like we’re not seeing each other.”

It seemed like some kind of spat was going to get in the way of them ordering. Shiro turned to her with an apologetic face, “Maybe next place?”