this is a prompt for @shiroshipweek. To the surprise of absolutely no one that knows me, we have the pairing of Shiro and Lisa from the Vehicle Voltron series. Prompt of the day is wounds so you know this is going to be a fun ride.
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the kid had overcompensated again in response. Already frightened by their first mistake, they’d panicked. Swung too hard in response. Their ship had gouged his shuttle’s wing, hit a panel. He’d lost his lift and half of his maneuverability. Snapped an order for his squad to lift out of the canyons, for the Base to manually take over the kid’s ship and land it, and then forgotten about them entirely as he’d focused on trying to slow his ship’s forward rush, trying to level it enough to land in a controlled crash. It had only partially worked and only because he’d pulled every single trick he knew, and a few that really shouldn’t have worked, out of his ass. He’d had to eject.
Except, remembering now - the lever hadn’t responded.
They were supposed to be fool-proof but anyone in the Garrison could tell you nothing was ever fool-proof. He’d been trapped in the spiraling falling ship and he’d very quickly hoped his twin would forgive him one day if today was the day he died. Accidents happened. Even when you weren’t out in the vacuum of space, they could still kill you. He’d focused on trying to find a soft place, sand hopefully instead of sheer wall, to try for a controlled crash.
The thing was, he didn’t remember that happening.
He just remembered one of the canyon walls coming up too fast and the first bone shuddering jerk and the sky had filled the cockpit -
He’d watch the entire control panel jump up to meet his face.
