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[the_tailor]

Who: Lance and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Blameless
When: Shortly post planet go boom


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[The vast majority of people here know Lance as constantly loud, boisterous, all smiles even in the face of bad news. Constantly flitting from person to person, acting as a sort of giant team cheerleader. But this Lance? He looks small and tired. If you squint, you can see a little tremble passing through his body. He can't even muster up one of his trademark smiles right now.]

So that's it, huh? That's...it. That's all we could do.


[Action - Blameless]

[Lance knows he can't just lay here in his room and mope. People need him, he could still help. It's his role to comfort people and to keep their spirits up. He should be doing that, and helping with first aid anyone who got injured. He should, but he can't move from his bed right now. All the fear of this situation is finally settling in--no, it's more like a truck hitting him at full speed.

He's spent all this time helping everyone he can, distracting them, in a way distracting himself, and it's only now after it's all over that he realizes how terrified he's been all along. And especially now, with the dead remains of a planet floating right outside his window... And Looma...

You're useless without your lion and Voltron. Part of him knows that it isn't true; he'd helped some others through the month and he evacuated as many people as he can, but his fear is leaving him hyperfocused on those he couldn't save.]

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[sylphid]

[Fie's face appears on the feed, very solemn and withdrawn, and her tone might be sharper than she intends it to be, but no one can be blamed for that right now.]

We did a ton. It was a lot more than most of us thought. Don't bring up wha didn't happen, it's not fair to anyone.

[the_tailor]

[He almost visibly winces. She does have a very good point.]

Sorry. I didn't mean it like that.

[sylphid]

[Lance gets a tight nod. She figured as much.]

Yeah. [Falling silent, Fie knows she should try to give him more than that.]

If you want to focus on something, go back to the ships. Organize people and help set things up there. It's not over just yet.

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[herosheroine]

We might not have been able to prevent what happened, but at least we prevented that world's people and culture from going with it.

[ She knows a little something about losing one's world and having to start new. She's seen first hand what sort of impact it can have on the survivor's if left unchecked. She's hopeful, though. ]

They'll have each other, and they can find another home together.

[the_tailor]

At least for that. I just...feel bad that there was nothing we could do to stop that thing, y'know? I guess there wasn't enough time, and we didn't have the resources, but it still sucks.

[herosheroine]

It does. Just, try not to focus on the negative too much. [ Not a lecture, at least not meant to be one, but it's in her nature to encourage others to be optimistic. ] It could have ended a lot worse.

[ All those people not having a future at all, for one. And who knows what may have happened had they diverted or destroyed the meteor? Time and history could be such fluid concepts, her journey through time has taught her this if nothing else. Doing good in one place could have lasting, unintended repercussions in another. ]

It may still help us be better prepared if there's ever a next time...?

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[tempredmental]

[Keith was exhausted, and it showed. He'd been running himself ragged since the evacuation procedures and had just held the Huntress steady through the shockwave as he'd been on the planet until literally the last possible minute for what the ship could handle for getting out of the atmosphere. Still, seeing Lance that shaken up bothered him. He felt like he had to say something, even if he was bad at coming up with things to say.]

Hey... it was better than nothing. We still saved a lot of people, right?

[the_tailor]

[He feels ya, buddy. Lance is about five seconds from keeling over of exhaustion himself.]

We did, but I keep thinking I could have done more, somehow. And if we had Voltron, maybe we could have stopped that meteor or...or some something, anything. But we don't. And I don't have Blue.

[tempredmental]

And I don't have Red. And none of us have our Lions. But we still did what we could. We don't have Voltron, but that doesn't mean we couldn't do anything. We have to work with what we have.

[Keith rubbed his face a bit.]

Are you going to be okay?

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[alwayscomeback]

[Sokka's not doing well himself. Looma's death has been a harsh blow. There'll be no joking from either of them for a while, Fleet. ]

Doesn't feel like enough, does it?

[the_tailor]

[He's in the same boat re: Looma. It's gonna be hard to force a smile for more than a little at a time right now.]

I keep going back and thinking, what could I have done differently, you know? Even if I didn't have the resources to stop the meteor... Could I have done something more?

[Could he have saved Looma, somehow?]

[alwayscomeback]

[This whole thing sucks so damn much. ]

I get you, buddy. It's a lot of ifs and buts and maybes. Can't help but feeling like I didn't do it, right, though. Or maybe if I had done this thing another way I could have done...something.

Got her out of there, I don't know.

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[monolike]

[Sorey doesn't know him, but he's seen him visiting Keith sometimes and- and honestly, what Lance said is just how he feels about it, too.]

...a lot of people got off the planet in time. Most of them.

[the_tailor]

Yeah. That's the best we could do. I swear, though, if they sent us here for ratings....

[Pause.]

Then again, if we weren't here... Still.

[monolike]

I don't think we were brought here for ratings. And it's not good to dwell on things like that anyway, right?

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[astrobleme]

I wonder if the audience got their money's worth.

[Even in text, there's a certain bitterness just seeping from every single word.]

[the_tailor]

It'd better not have been for ratings. Or I...

[Well, there's not much he can do, is there?]

[astrobleme]

[Bleak reality:] There's nothing we can do about it.

But that doesn't mean we have to like it. We still have that much freedom, don't we?

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[legs4days]

Lance?

[A hoarse voice crackled over Lance's com, the owner of which was staring desperately back at the device. Hunk. Or it was a person that looked like him. All of his usual jolly nature had evaporated leaving behind a dried expression as still as stone. It was a face burdened by sorrow.

But a light flicked behind his eyes seeing his best friend and his whole body visibly trembled. His lips twitched upwards, choking out a strained laugh as if a great weight had been lifted and his eyes moistened.]

Oh man Lance, buddy! I... [Hunk had to pause to clear his throat.] I wasn't able to get a hold of you. The last thing I knew was that you were still on the planet and I... I watched the meteor hit.....

[His voice falters again. Watching the meteor hit... he never felt so powerless.]

[the_tailor]

[Oh no... Hunk. Any time he sees his best friend looking distressed like this, every single fiber of Lance's being cried out to fix it. Make him feel better. Make him happy again, because Hunk is the last person who deserves to ever be sad.]

I'm so, so sorry, buddy. The communications were on the fritz and I had to get everyone out I could and then Looma...

[He trails off.]

...well, you know no one can get rid of me that easily, yeah?

[legs4days]

[Hunk's body quaked from the over flow of emotions that spilled out of him. The sorrow he felt shifted to an overwhelming relief, trying to blink away the tears that still clung there. With a loud snort, Hunk wiped his nose on the back of his hand.]

Thats true. But still, don't do that again man. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you.

[Hunk fell silent for a moment, just staring at Lance over his com.]

You alright? Nothing broken? Well, besides our spirits.

[padadin]

[There are people to be saved and looked after, yes, but Shiro is good enough at multitasking to keep an eye on his team, too. His crew. And there's no way he'll leave Lance alone at a time like this.

Knock knock on your door, sharpshooter!] Are you alright, buddy?

[the_tailor]

[He blinks once, twice.... Oh, yeah, that's definitely a knock on his door.]

Shiro? Oh, uh, yeah, what's up?

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[pidge_out]

[Pidge wants so very badly to be around her team. She wants to be actually physically around them, because then that's concrete and undeniable proof that they're okay. But after Looma... It feel necessary that she stay aboard the Bishop. So the best thing she can do for Lance right now is just... this.]

...I still can't believe you went out there.

[Her voice is small. Not chiding or sassy or anything. Just small, because she gets how shaken he must be. Lance is a people person. Not being able to do more to help must feel awful for him.]

[the_tailor]

[Even if he doesn't regret it, he does feel bad when he sees the communication from Pidge. She's dealt with enough loss and uncertainty, and to have potentially put her through that again... Even so.]

I had to. I don't know if I could've forgiven myself if I didn't, knowing more people died.