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[mousewhisperer]

Who: Allura (mousewhisperer), Lance (ceruleo)
When: Day 11, following Ahsoka's talk re: missing members
Where: The Ruined Hull // around
What: Lance goes seeking Allura


[ Allura might not be one of those five people missing, but she certainly hasn't been very present. Certainly she's not found at the campfire, but mostly because the Ruined Hull still holds her attention. After living so long in a space ship (...or sleeping in one), it's hard to entirely let them go.

But after poking about, and possibly getting lost in some of the more complicated rooms, she emerges. Mostly to collect the pearl-looking things from the Trilobite Queen's body, so she can figure out how to get that command room to work. ]

Comments

[ceruleo]

Got it.

[ Her hair is fluffy, and he almost has difficulty splitting it into threes. Gently, he starts on either side of her head, drawing back strands until he can wind them together. He has, if nothing else, deft fingers that make for quick work. ]

[mousewhisperer]

[ The fluff has always been able to fit under a helmet, at least. But even Allura struggles with pulling it sometimes, so that's another impressive talent to add to Lance's skill set. ]

Your sisters taught you well. Do you miss them?

[ She misses her father still, and so far it hasn't gotten easier. Especially not with Coran, Keith, and Shiro still missing. ]

[ceruleo]

[ His hands slow for a moment. ]

Well, yeah.

[ His shrug can be felt all the way down his arms. ]

But whatever. Not much to do about it now, right?

[mousewhisperer]

[ Allura's expression softens, even though he can't see it. ] One day, we'll get off this planet.

[ Not that it means he'll be able to go home right after that. But one day.

As he finishes the braid, she turns to grin at him. ] Your sisters taught you well.

[ceruleo]

[ He leans back to admire the finished product, mouth quirking a bit. ]

Hm. We don't have anything to tie this with...just one sec.

[ Tying a natural braid takes a bit of finesse, but he gently makes a hole in the braid and pulls the end through, tugging it into place securely. He's relying on friction to keep everything solid, but given the state of Allura's hair before he got to it, it should hold. ]

There you go! Fit for a princess. [ Thumbs up! ]

[mousewhisperer]

[ Human gestures are still weird, but the thumbs up she knows well enough, thanks to spending so much time with the paladins. So she just grins at that, reaching up to feel the braid in her hair. ]

Thanks, Lance. It's better than trying to deal with it down in these suits.