#barrayars

[noctuaalba]

ahh some good WoW for a change!

@barrayars’  WoW Paladin Draenai, Irseirah! That hair colour omg!

[romanitas]

"#6-9 is early#9-10 is Ideal#11+ is late" we can't be friends anymore, nine am is not EARLY

9AM IS THE END OF EARLY!!!! BEFORE 9 IS EARLY!!!! getting up before 9 is awful and i have been getting up at 7:30 for years for work my mind will not be swayed 

[vorkosigans]

"#avengers: infinity chrises" I LAUGHED PROBABLY MORE THAN I SHOULD HAVE, THANK YOU

it’s like a card game where you keep getting copies of the same card until your hand is full

WHAT DO WE DO WITH ALL THESE CHRISES

[paperwick]

Barrayars Lavellan

@barrayars’ inquisitor mid-trespasser, through with everyone doubting her. 

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[newamsterdame]

i'm insulted texas ranks higher than my terrible state on that list what the fuck

we need to make our own list. justice for Omaha, and also Texas and Florida can duke it out for last place. I hope they both lose.

[romanitas]

barrayars replied to your post “sometimes i just think about the fact that i have been able to visit...”

also bring me with you if you need a place to stay in denmark

barrayars replied to your post “sometimes i just think about the fact that i have been able to visit...”

I HOPE YOU GET TO LEAVE THE COUNTRY, COMRADE!!!

THANK YOU COMRADE i hope so too!!!! weeps openly!!! 

i will take you to both denmark and scotland ok, gotta cash in on all the free lodging i can 

[teslatricity]

shallura wilderness adventure. bonus points for having to huddle together for warmth.

Don’t ask why space doesn’t have advanced camping gear.  It’s for the trope, ok, leave me alone

Allura watched Shiro watch the Black Lion shoot into thesky.  Things here on the ground wererisky enough without a Lion giving them away, so although nobody had liked it,they’d agreed that they’d split up and make their approach to theGalra-occupied capitol city on foot and call their lions in.

“We’d better get moving,” Shiro said, knocking her back fromher thoughts.  His presence was… welcome,and a problem, and he was simultaneously the last person she wanted to share athree-day hike through a forest with and the only person she could imaginebeing around right now.  Shouldering herpack, Allura stood and together they followed a game trail into the denseforest that ran right up to within a kilometer of the city.  She was in high spirits; the terrain wasn’tdifficult, she was with someone surely trained in survival skills beyond herlimited set, they were going to launch a major campaign to push the borders ofthe Galra empire back.  How hard could itall be?

By nightfall, Allura regretted that thought.  She regretted it immensely.  

The planet was coming into its winter cycle, apparently;though the days were temperate enough, the nights were bitterly cold, and afterthe first night she awoke in the darkness to see the little fire they’d builthad burned down to bare coals, and that frost had formed on the tips of herhair.  She’d barely been able to movewithout doing some slow stretches huddled under her thermal blanket to warm hermuscles.  Shiro had insisted on takingthe late watch, but he’d been facing away from her.

Hiking that day had been much less pleasant than the firstday; Allura was tired, sore, and felt the cold from the night hadn’t everreally left her bones.  Altea was a warmworld, and the capitol had been almost tropical.  Space was cold, sure, but rooms could beclimate-controlled.  Here she had to relyon the fire and the thermal blanket and whatever heat surreptitiously gatheringquintessence in her hands could generate.

The second night was worse. Starting out cold only made it worse when she took first watch,suppressing shivers as she watched the darkness around their camp while Shiroslept like the dead.  How did he even do that, just fall asleep whenever hewanted?  It wasn’t fair.  Watching him sleep wasn’t fair.  When they traded places, Allura huddled inthe warm patch his body had left behind, and tried not to think about the nextday.

It felt like she’d only just dropped off when she awoke toShiro’s hand – his warm human hand – on her shoulder, shaking her.  “Allura?” he whispered, leaning overclose.  He had a worry crease on his brow she wanted to soothe away.  “Allura, are you okay?”

I’m fine was whatshe wanted to say (even though Shiro’s face being so close to her face made herfeel funny), but Allura found that her jaw was clenched tight, that she’dtightened into a little ball at some point. She was so cold she could only shiver and look at him, hoping herexpression said what she wanted to say.  LuckilyShiro – blessed, wonderful, smart Shiro – apparently got the message.

“Hold on,” he murmured. He built up the fire again, then circled behind her and droppeddown.  There was a brief moment of iceagainst her back, then she felt his arm drop over her, his hand coveringhers.  He was warm – his body was warmand solid against her back, his breath warm against her ear.  Allura swallowed.  This was good.  A good side effect of nearly freezing todeath.

“You were shivering,” he said, and a shiver ran up her spineas if in response.  Shiro held hercloser.  “Why didn’t you say something?”

Allura found her face had unfrozen.  In fact, her cheeks were very warm.  “Thought I couldhandle it,” she whispered.  Shiro made anoise of amusement.

“Stubborn,” he muttered, but rested his cheek against theside of her head.

[teslatricity]

"things you always meant to say but never got the chance" and shallura. make me cry.

things you always meant to say but never had the chance

WARNING: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH UNDER THE CUT

“Shiro,” and he pushed his lion faster, theyokes jammed forward as far as they’d go already but he knew he could get alittle more.  The Black Lion picked up onhis panic and he felt a slight push back into his seat as she accelerated hard—thenhe was thrown against his restraints as she had to decelerate to land.  

The Black Lion had landed in the debris field from Zarkon’sship and Shiro ran as fast as he could through it, scrambling over burningwreckage and following the locator on his helmet’s HUD.

“Just hold on, Allura!” he shouted into the comm, not caringwho heard him use her name, not caring that he’d put his heart in hiswords.  “I’m close, I’m almost to you,just hold on!”  He needed her to hold on, he needed to tellher—

“Shiro, you’re a great leader.”  Allura’s voice was thin, breathy.  His HUD said he should be right on top ofher, but all Shiro could see was fire and death and—

“Save your strength,” he muttered.  “I’ll get you back to one of the pods, you’llheal, you’ll be better—we can celebrate together—“

“I’m afraid that won’thappen.  Listen to me, Shiro, they needyou, the Paladins—the others—they need you to lead them now.”

His HUD beeped and there was the sound of shifting metal,and Shiro could feel his palms burning and being torn to bits and didn’t careas he pulled at them, uncovering Allura where she lay.  Her suit was bloody and torn, her hair comingout of its bun, but she smiled at him when she saw him.  She reached out and he knelt, taking her handin both of his.

“I’m going to get you out of here,” he told her.  “Paladins—Coran, are you—“

“It’s too late.” Allura pulled her hand from his and rested it on the side of his helmet,and Shiro scrambled to get himself free of it so she could touch his skin.  It was all he’d wanted.  Her eyes slipped shut, then opened again,just a little bit.

“I’m so sorry,” she murmured.  “I shouldn’t have left this so long.  You must livefor them, Shiro.  Live, and remember.”

She closed her eyes again, but this time there was something—somechange, some shift, something differentand Shiro could only pull her into his arms and bury his face in her hair andwhisper, over and over, the words he’d always held back.

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