[open] Catch-all!

[the_tailor]

Who: Lance and you!
Broadcast: No
Action: Planetside
When: All this month!



[A - Swimming]
[It hadn't taken him long to choose his team, the Waves. Shark mascot? Love of water-based sports? Liberal use of the color blue? Heck yeah, he's in.

(That, and being on a different team from Keith means that he can kick his butt in competitions, which is obviously the most important thing here.)

The first competition he signs up for is a swimming race. He hasn't properly partaken in them since high school, where he was the star of the swim team, thank you very much. Lots of time in the Iskaulit's pool has kept him in shape and in practice, and he's excited to put those skills to the test. He puts his money where is mouth is, so to speak, and all his bragging isn't just for show-- Lance manages to win several races, and at least place in the top three in the ones he doesn't.

Feel free to watch him compete and cheer him on! Or you can catch him between or after the races, walking around in a navy blue speedo (purely for aerodynamics, of course) and being his charming self to any fans he might get.]


[B - Racing]

[Lance has gotta go fast, and not just in a pool. He hasn't been able to properly race in a vehicle meant for it in a long time now, so he signs up for all manner of races on land and air. Cars, shuttles, bikes... He's best at the shuttle races, of course, being a pilot and all. Not as great at the others due to lack of practice, but he still fares decently enough.

It isn't just vehicle races, either; Lance enters running competitions as well. Other than the shuttle runs, this is where he shines the most in this general category, and he places high in nearly all the races.

Again, cheer him on for anything he's in! Find him relaxing between races, relaxing and hydrating, because he doesn't want to overdo it. Not unless a certain mulleted paladin is in the line-up. If that's the case, you'll either find him crowing if he wins, or sulking if he loses. There's probably more of the former than the latter, unfortunately, but not all!]


[C - Beach]

[If there's a beach, Lance will go to it. No questions asked. He spends time nearly every day on one of the beaches, either laid out tanning on the sand or swimming in the ocean. He even partakes in some volleyball tournaments, because why not? Lance might be rusty, but he used to play a ton of beach volleyball back in Cuba. It helped living right by the shore.

It's clear that this is where Lance is in his best element, and more relaxed and carefree than he normally is. Sometimes, though, he'll just be sitting there looking at the waves, looking nostalgic and a little sad. Homesickness will never go away.]


[D - Other competitions]

[He's putting all of his talents to the test here. Lance is competitive by nature, of course. Aside from the aforementioned competitions, he also signs up for a few more. Archery and sharpshooting are at the top of that list. For all the bragging he does about himself, he really does live up to the "sharpshooter" nickname, and easily wins gold in the majority of games he's in. Archery is a little more difficult, but his natural dexterity and aim lead him to be pretty successful.

He's proudest of himself and looks it when he wins the sharpshooting contests. After all, that's his role in Voltron, isn't it?]


[E - Hot Springs/Spa]

[Lance will never, ever say no to a spa day. It just might rank up there in some of his favorite things in the world. He can be found every few days enjoying and pampering himself at the spa, and soaking in the hot springs located there as well. You can join him in some good ol' fashioned R&R, or just stop him from spending too much money on beauty products in the gift shop.]


[F - Other]

[Anything else! He'll be popping in and out of plenty of places on the planet. Shopping? Going to the water park? Sightseeing? Anything goes!]

Comments

[tempredmental]

[Keith sighed a little, and then nodded.]

Yeah... someday. That would be nice... [Not worrying and all that. The ocean part didn't even matter. It would just be nice to be able to have something relatively normal in his life for once.]

[the_tailor]

[He really hopes that's a happy sigh, and pulls him closer.]

I won't stop 'till I can win that peace for us.

[tempredmental]

[Keith raised an eyebrow and gave Lance a small smile.]

You don't have to do it alone, you know.

[the_tailor]

I know. We can fight for it together, how 'bout that? Space ranger partners all the way.

[tempredmental]

[Keith chuckled a little.]

Yeah. Space ranger partners.

[He took Lance's hand, giving it a small squeeze.]

We make a good team, right?

[the_tailor]

[He squeezes it back, smiling at him fondly.]

The best team.

[tempredmental]

Now... if only we weren't on rival teams here...

[Keith smirked.]

You know I'm going to kick your butt when it comes to the racing.

[the_tailor]

[He huffs and gives him a nudge.]

Oh, please. Your overconfidence is gonna cost ya! I'm gonna laugh my butt off at the look on your face in my rearview mirror.

[tempredmental]

[Keith snorted.]

You wish.

[He nudged back.]

[the_tailor]

Excuse me, I know. You're not always taking the lead.

[tempredmental]

Hm... Maybe I'll let you win one. You know... just to be nice.

[SMIRK]

[the_tailor]

I will dropkick you if you just let me win.

[He whines a little bit, nudging him harder.]

I'll beat you fair and square on my own!

[tempredmental]

[Keith rolled them both together so he was laying on top of Lance, pinning him.]

Right. Okay. So, you can probably beat me at swimming. But I'm gonna win on the motorbikes.

[the_tailor]

[He'd complain, but....when is he actually going to complain about Keith pinning him, except for in a spar. Lance actually likes it otherwise, so thank you, boyfriend.]

So you think. Like I said, overconfidence is gonna be your downfall, mister.

[tempredmental]

Uh-huh.

[Keith leaned down close.]

Wanna make it a bet?

[He kissed him.]

[the_tailor]

[He kisses back, lingering.]

Mmm, sure. What are we wagering?

[tempredmental]

Dinner and a date? Loser pays. Winner gets to do whatever they want.

[He folded his hands on Lance's chest, resting his chin on them.]

[the_tailor]

Whatever they want, huh... You're on, flyboy.

[Smirk.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith grinned back.]

Good.

[He rolled back off now. It was almost time for Lance to get back from his break for the next match.]

You should probably go warm up.

[the_tailor]

Noooo... I don't wanna...

[He makes grabby hands at him, frowning. Lance loves his cuddle times, and cuddle times on the beach are pretty much the height of perfection of him. He does need to warm up, but...]

[tempredmental]

Lance...

[Keith chuckled. He nudged back.]

Go. You'll be late.

[the_tailor]

Fine.

[He still gives a little whine as he stands up, brushing some sand off of him.]

But you'd better be on the sidelines cheering me on loudly.

[tempredmental]

Of course. I just want to get our stuff packed up before things get started over there.

[He got up as well, grabbing Lance's arm to pull him back for a good luck kiss.]

I'll see you there.

[the_tailor]

[He returns the kiss, lingering, before dragging himself away.]

See you there, gorgeous.

[Lance shoots him finger guns before turning around, jogging his way back to the court.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith rolled his eyes a little in amusement, and watched Lance run off. He sighed a little, thinking about how things were back home compared to the Fleet, and started to wonder for just a moment if keeping himself away from the Castle for the missions with the Blades was worth it. He believed he was doing the right thing, but, spending time with everyone here, his developing relationship with Lance... it was making the idea of going back to that really hard to think about.

After a moment or two, he stood up and started packing up their things so he could make it over to the court in time for the next match.]