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untarnish‌:

“ Oh come ooon! “

It didn’t even seem to phase the guy! Not that Demyx was trying to HURT him. He never really wanted to hurt anyone. He drops his arms, whats left of the water splatters across the ground. the nobody siiighs, slumping where he stands. The mouth of his hood remains aimed at the other, listening to him blabber on– dang is this how others saw him? Though– he wasn’t nearly as self-flattering as this guy at least. “ Uh. Yeah. Demyx. Err– so since you got my name it’s only polite if you give yours, ya know? ”

“Things not goin’ as planned?” Not that it surprised him. After all, he was an amazing Paladin that did cool things with a magical lion. He offer the other a grin.

“Sure. The name’s Lance.” He replies, stretching out a hand. “Nice to meet you, Demyx. Better name than Keith.”

#untarnish

Finger guns at someone

@rexcviii Cont.

Well, as much as the touching was weird, Lance wasn’t one to shy away from attention. Admiration, after all, was something he felt he deserved, and very much resembled a peacock when he got it.

Gently freeing his chin, Lance put on his most charming smile and shot the man some finger guns.

“Thanks, My Man. A guy’s gotta look good on the daily, know what I mean?”

#rexcviii

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untarnish‌:

“ Preetty sure that’s NOT how that works. “

It doesn’t seem to matter though, as the young man is continuing on on this sudden quest to force him to go– shopping? For clothes? Cause this kid doesn’t seem to be taking no for an answer. He wags a wrist, nodding his hooded head, “ Oh yeah– they’re total drags. One hundred percent. They’re just alllways ‘Demyx why did you copy Luxord’s report? Why didn’t you write your own? It was YOUR recon mission! Demyx– stop doodling pictures when you should be writing WORDS for your answers. Demyx– how many hearts did you collect today? —-UGH– it’s endless! Can’t I catch a break? ”

The Nobody sighs, frame hunching forward as he slouches under all the ‘pressure’ he’s supposedly always put under. However– at the comment about hot weather he perks up with a hop.

“ Hot weather is noooo problem for me! I got my ways~ ”

And without further prompting, the cloaked stranger lifts an arm, fingers wiggling as something takes shape– iridescent as it phases into being– a swirl of water– spiraling against the air– to which he suddenly just childishly tosses at the rude human.

Sounds about right. Well, if nothing else, this guy seems like this guy is amusing. At least he won’t be getting bored any time soon. Besides, as long as he was this kind of guy, Lance could mess with him a little bit.

“So, you’re Demyx, huh? You sound like a Demyx. Rolls right off the tongue when you’re being scolded, right?” The Paladin grins, raising a brow as he watches the man do some weird magic trick and.. summon water? Or whatever this was. He was gonna go ahead and assume it was water.

He grimaces slightly when it’s splashed on his face, but soon grins at the cloaked guy in return.

“Don’t you know? A little water never hurt anyone. Besides, people always tell me I’m dripping with good looks.”

#untarnish #finds a way to make it seem like he's still the best

untarnish‌:

It seemed like no matter what world– or universe he was in, there would ALWAYS be someone there to bully him. Pointed shoulders slouch as hidden lips purse. Hmph. Rude. Not that the Nocturne even LIKED the Organization uniform. But he really didn’t have a choice. Else he’d get himself punished again. Lanky arms lift, folding over his chest.

“ That’s not very nice of you, pal. How do you even know what suits me? You don’t even know what I look like. “

He shakes his head.

“ Even if I was interested, I can’t wear a different outfit. The higher up’s will throw a fit and when that happens– I’m usually going to pay for it. Painfully. “

“Just ‘cause I’m bein’ honest doesn’t mean I’m bein’ mean. Unless you’re, I don’t know, David Bowie, that outfit won’t suit you.” There’s no way anyone else (except maybe himself) would look good in something so... dramatic.

“Sounds like your superiors are a drag. Buuuuuut, I don’t see ‘em around. Besides, that doesn’t look comfortable in hot weather.”

#untarnish #Lance: listen just bc ur gross---

untarnish replied to your post: “I always look amazing. I almost feel bad for that...

>:|

#untarnish #ur just ugly #face it

“I always look amazing. I almost feel bad for that guy.”

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untarnish‌:

Teal eyes stare as the human talks at him– the mouth of the hood slowly tips to one side, confusion pouring into his body language, since the blank stare he was wearing was hidden by the hood. Was this– kid complimenting himself? At him? That’s what it sounded like– and lips begin to part as if he’s going to ask a question– but he’s stopped short.

“ Eh…? It’s….my uniform? I– have to wear it. ‘Cause everyone wears them? “ Was he being– dissed? It’s not as if he’s allowed to have any other clothes!! His closet back in the castle was just filled with several of these robes, pants and some extra gloves and boots. Arms flip down, palms to each hip as he seems to puff up a little at the chest. Is he feeling defensive? Yes.

“ What about you? Do you actually LIKE looking like a Super Sentai or something? “

“It’s my uniform, too, but unlike you, I make it look good. Also, it comes with a really cool sentient robot lion, so there’s that.” Lance mirrors the stranger, hands on his hips. What a weird guy... but he’s met weirder. At least he could understand this one.

“You know, that cloak really doesn’t suit you, it makes your body look kinda gross. All bulky up top and a stick for the rest of you. Maybe I should help you go get something better, ‘cause that’s a travesty right there.”

#untarnish #amazing #they just met and lance is just ragging on him

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Black gloved fingers drag down the sides of his hidden face. Pointy shoulders raised as he siiiighs pathetically. Once again– those damn portals brought him into another world? Universe? – either way he didn’t recognize anything around him. Which in itself was a familiar feeling for the Nobody. All he wanted to do was find some place to hide out for a while– avoid some responsibilities, ya know– the usual. But now– he couldn’t find his way back and he was starting to get hungry. Really, that was the only reason he’d ever wander back into the Castle That Never Was– like a stray cat looking for an easy meal ticket before running off to nap again.

He jumps suddenly at the voice, arms dramatically flailing as he spins around to face the stranger– his face still totally obscured by the ethereal shade of the hood. His hands raise up defensively ! ! !

“ W-woah woah! Where’d you come from!? “

The stranger jumping only made him jump, too; shoulders squared as if he were about to fight. Oh. Okay. So this was how things were gonna go.

“Okay, buddy, listen..”

“I know I’m dazzling and a lot to take in, but you’re gonna have to calm down, okay? I’ve been here for, like, ten minutes. So what’s the deal with that outfit? Doubt it’s for fashion. I wouldn’t even wear, even though I make everything look good.”

#untarnish #lance: first of all how dare you

If y’all wanna interact with a Lance McClain from Voltron, HMU, he’s here and he’s ready to cause trouble bc he’s beautiful.

#OOC

He’s made a grave mistake.

@untarnish

“Soo...” Lance begins awkwardly. He’s not sure where to begin with this one. Sure, he may ride in a giant mechanical lion and kinda solve the universal issue of space domination, but ... this guy? This guy here looked shady...

Like, creeper-in-the-alleyway kinda shady. Mug-you-for-your-shoes type shady. Tell-you-he’s-twenty-but-find-out-he’s-actually-only-seventeen kind of shady.

“What’s up with the.. y’know. The cloak..?”

#untarnish #hope this is okay

Lance is Cuban, but is also of Scottish descent. He was born and raised in Cuba, but his family has influences of Scottish culture and language as part of his family came from Scotland.

As such, Lance speaks English, Spanish, and Scottish Gaelic.

#HC #A multilingual baby that loves spicy foods.

erskye

i’m sick and i need something cute.

#Lance

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