#voltron oc:ren

[spacelionsrampant]

Hello my friend! How are you ? Here in Italy is two or three days that is raining ☔....only today there was the sun. I wonder if the team Voltron is nostalgic of the seasons especially Ren and Ayleen since I think they treasure the season especially summer and winter

Hey there friend! Here it's been cold and deceptively sunny. You think it will be nice but then the cold hand of the icy wind smacks you in the face. Pow.You're right! Ren really likes Fall when all the leaves turn colors around the Edwards family cabin in the mountians and there's apples and cider and she could steal Shiro'd sweatshirts and buy him dorky sweaters that he would wear and embarrass Matt. They both like winter but Aileen really likes the family snowball fights and ice hockey with all her brothers and Ren, and Christmases together with the hickory wood in the fireplace and the old family dogs napping on the rug, and the smell of food from the kitchens. And even though her mother isn't there anymore on holidays it still feels like she is and Aileen wants it more than anything.

[spacelionsrampant]

An Unsent Letter

Shiro,

It feels ridiculous, writing something you’ll never see.

[The pen waivers here, the ink point dark and shaky before the writing continues.]

But it also feels like I can pretend. Like you’re just somewhere far enough away that the post can still reach. Not planets and light years, and oceans of stars-

[The sentence stops suddenly and is crossed out.]

Even if I wanted to pretend, I couldn’t. It’s all the news talks about; all anyone talks about. I thought it would be easier, coming home to an empty apartment. I’d done it before, before you were ever here. It would be just like the Garrison dorms, or when I first moved in. It should have been.

But it wasn’t. It’s dark and I hurt and I am alone.

If anything it feels like you’re haunting this place. Everything you left behind is here, like you’ve just left. Like you’ll walk back inside at any moment. It feels like you should be here.

I try to sleep at night and the bed feels like I’m drowning. Your stupid Garrison sweatshirt still smells like you and I’m terrified of the day when it doesn’t. I try to sleep and I’m only left with questions.

Did I tell you enough that I loved you? Did you know how much I meant it?

I love you. I love you. I love you. I-

[The writing becomes illegible, becomes a scribbled mess, then stops.]

Did Matt know that I wouldn’t have given up our friendship for anything? Could he ever forgive me for not being able to comfort Katie? I should be there for her. I should.

I can’t breathe here.

What am I supposed to do now?

[spacelionsrampant]

She told me that she has others blog around. Did you have a pet ? What animal does Ren and Ayleen have or whant ?

Back at home with mom we have a couple cats (my favorite likes to hang around outside and be a murderbeast) and three small dogs. Miniature poodles, which are inexplicably dad's favorite, and some kind of terrier/chihuahua mix. They're all terrible. xD At grandma's we have a cat and I'm trying to talk her into getting a dog but shes not having it.Aileen's family has always had dogs. Typically hunting dogs, because all the kids learned how to hunt and still go out on Thanksgiving to hunt their own wild turkey. The two hound dogs are old and fat now and mostly nap by the fire but they're very good at cuddles.Ren didn't have any pets and is glad for it because she's in space and the only other people who might have fed her pet are out in space with her. Her and Shiro have talked about getting a pet after he moved in with her and after the Kerberos mission returned, but they never decided on what to get.

[spacelionsrampant]

For the prompt list may I request Shiro/Ren "things you said that I wasn't meant to hear" =D

Ren kept video logs. It was a fact known in passing to both Aileen and Pidge, mentioned roughly once by Hunk, and something that sounded vaguely familiar to Shiro. He was almost sure he could remember the mechanic having a habit of talking her way though learning new circuits and repairs back at the Garrison; that Matt would get annoyed at study groups because it was a shared habit and her techno babble would interrupt his scientific process.

Either way the Paladin was certain that this stray file shouldn’t be on his terminal on the Navigation Bay. Shiro frowned, considering the unfamiliar file on the holographic screen. He had asked for Ren’s input on a minor technical issue. If she was busy with whatever project Pidge and Hunk had roped her into this could be her way of letting him know she hadn’t forgotten? The space equivalent of a YouTube help video?

His finger tapped the screen, selecting the unnamed file.

Ren sighed, leaning back against her chair, and dropping her head back making it entirely impossible to see her face. “Lee says I need to talk about it, and as much as I don’t want to admit it I do need to talk about it.”

Shiro jolted. It most certainly was not the space equivalent of a YouTube help video. His hand rose to stop the video but Ren moved, and something about the expression on her face made him pause.

“I’m afraid. I’m honestly afraid of what it means to face this and I don’t-” Ren cut herself off, breathing slowly as she tried to organize her thoughts. Her gaze slid to the side, focusing on some point off screen. “I know Lee is right, I can’t ignore this into not bothering me, but I don’t think she understands. Shiro doesn’t remember me. It’s not his fault, I know that, but it stings and more than that I don’t know how to act around him. I have all these memories and-and feelings and now they’re just one-sided? Do I just start the relationship- friendship over? Do I tell him about the nerf gun incident?”

Ren paused in her rambling, glancing back at the screen as if she were suddenly aware of a viewer. “No, I probably shouldn’t tell him about that. I don’t think Iverson ever really forgave us.” She sighed again, drumming her fingers on the tabletop. “I don’t know. Everything’s still pretty jumbled and I’m probably overthinking...everything. I’ll sleep on it, try to get organized.”