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Festival fun times!

WHO: Lance and you!
WHERE: Temba "Rain Fare"
WHAT: Having fun and chilling out
WHEN: Now

[Winter and cold weather usually honestly, well, sucked for Lance. Growing up in Cuba, going to the Garrison in the middle of a desert, then a bunch of years in space... He wasn't used to the snow and the cold and the dark, so his mood had definitely suffered for it, no matter how novel snow tended to be. But despite spring still being a way's away, there was something bright happening now. A festival. Lance loved festivals and fairs and any sort of celebration, really, so something like this happening? Yeah, he was all over it.

The first thing he notices of course is the archery range. Though his marksmanship expertise lays in shooting, he's still been good at archery the times he's tried it, so he's eager to give this a shot. Literally. He's grinning as he ends up doing better than he thought, managing no small amount of bullseyes. Yeah, he definitely wants to practice some more with this stuff.

The treasure pit as well catches his eye. Who could say no to shinies? So he goes over, spending some time digging things up and collecting the prettiest rocks he can. Could be great for decoration, but even more than that, maybe he can utilize the prettiest one he finds to make a nice gift for Keith.

Once he's all tuckered out from running about from activity to activity, he'll hang out by the bonfire, sitting down and relaxing. Lance sips at one of the "potions" he'd made earlier, tossing bundles into the fire every so often to admire the sparkles and colors.

He knows that things are never peaceful for long, but right now, he'll enjoy it while it lasts.]

((ooc: I'm also happy to do any of the activities I didn't mention so go wild! Lance is going to do all the things, those are just some of the prompts for the post.))

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[He raises his glass as well before taking another sip.]

Yeah. I mean, it's not like I pound 'em back all the time, but it's nice to have a drink sometimes, y'know? Me and an old friend used to meet up regularly to chat over them, back at the last place we were at before here. Of course, it was an actual bar on a pretty nice spaceship, so a little more fancy than this... But I'm used to setting changes by now, I guess?

[It was definitely a cool "hey, I'm an adult, I can do this now!" feeling, honestly.]

[Place they were at before here? Gladio raised an eyebrow at that. He thought Iron Bull had mentioned something like that.]

You mean there are ships nicer than the ones we've got? Not that, you know, the one I'm on is all that nice. Sorta creepy paparazzi stuff. Worse than I ever saw back home.

Well, there was. Back before a bunch of us got yoinked over to this place. The last time I was kidnapped to a different dimension, we had this pretty cool big ship that was basically like...a hub? It had a lot of stuff there. Recreational and even like, stuff like hair salons. Well, one, anyway.

[His smile turns nostalgic and a little sad for a moment, but he shakes his head.]

It was definitely more comfy than this place, but yeah, you just roll with things after a while. Oof, though... What happened back home for you?

[He's always curious to learn about other people!]

[Hair salons? Gladio smirked and set aside his drink so he could tighten the hair tie that kept the better part of his messy man-bun in place.]

Salon, huh? That's not a side jibe at my hair, is it? Not that I could blame you. We haven't exactly had a lot of barber shops back home in, oh, about a decade.

[What happened back home? Gladio laughed.]

Not as much happened to me as to a charge of mine, but once had a rather messy break up show in tabloids.

Nah, the only person whose hair I make fun of is my fiancé's.

[He loves Keith's hair, but tradition is tradition.]

Oh man, that sucks. I used to be pretty well known back home but I never had to deal with any scandals or a ton in the way of paparazzi. I think that'd drive me nuts, even if I wanted to be a big damn famous hero. Everything work out okay for your friend in the end?

[Fiance, huh? Gladio felt bad for the guy. Being engaged to someone and being so far away from them had to suck.]

I mean, he's avoided the lime light for a while, but I don't think that will stick around.

[After all, back home his own Noctis would be king, and the media always cared about royals.]

Advantage here is that I don't have to deal with cameras.

[Damn but that comment made him miss Prompto.]

[Well, thankfully, his fiancé is here! Though Gladio wouldn't know from the little Lance has said so far, of course, though Lance tends to inevitably gush about Keith anyway... So probably sooner than later.]

True, that. You might've gone crazy in the place a lot of us were before here--the one I mentioned--cause we were basically on a reality show being broadcast to god knows who.

[See, Keith was someone Gladio had met, and he was someone that already met the Shield's approval.]

Maybe I would have. I don't much like being watched like that. But I guess they could do worse. I'm worth watching.

[Dude knows he's hot.]

I guess you're not too bad.

[He laughs, grinning at him.]

I kinda miss that place, being on camera aside, but it's a relief now to not have to think about being watched all the time.

[Really? Gladio tilted his head at that. Did he really think they weren't being watched?]

I tend to assume I'm being watched here. Seems safer.

Well, yeah, I mean. We are, but it's... I dunno, it doesn't feel the same, I guess? I don't know exactly how to explain it, but more of a.. Hmm, like, at least we're not being watched for pure entertainment? I know it's weird to feel like being watched for possibly more nefarious purposes is better, but.

[Nefarious? Everything Gladio had heard was about them being here to save the world. You know, nothing big.]

You worried you weren't very entertaining?

[Save the world, yeah, but Lance was still suspicious. And yep, nothing big. Usual stuff, honestly, for him at this point]

I am very entertaining! And I was very popular! Back at the last place, and back home too!

[He huffs a little.]

[Very usual stuff. Not like they're fighting any gods or anything.]

Me thinks the dude doth protest too much.

[He smirks, then shakes his head. Kid reminds him a little of Prompto clearly.]

Nah, ignore me. I'm just teasing.

Just ask Keith! He can vouch for how awesome I've always been.

[Pout, pout, though he is amused. And there's definitely as reason Lance used to be friends with Prompto back at the Fleet...]

It's cool, it's cool.

Keith.

[Gladio definitely recognizes that name. What are the chances?]

Dude with dark hair, a bit of scowling, can summon a sword from sorta fist cuff thing?

That's exactly it! [He beams.] My lovely fiancé. Also, I've got one of those cool things too--it's called a bayard-- 'cept I can make it a rifle. And a sniper rifle. And a sword.

[Bit of bragging, yes, but Lance is extremely proud of being able to do that.]

Bayard.

[What a weird word. And it transformed? Even weirder.]

Your sword any bigger than his?

Yeah! ...Maybe. ...I dunno, honestly, I never paid that much attention.

[Gladio snorted at that, and, out of respect for the younger man, resisted the first joke that came to mind that he absolutely would have used with his friends.

Because a sword measuring joke was absolutely not out of place for the Chocobros.]

You got it with you? Been interested to see these things up closer.

Mmhmm! You never know what's going to happen, so...

[He unclips his red bayard from his belt, handing it over to Gladio. Though he's protective of it, of course, he trusts the people here--and Keith to help get it back if anything.]

[Gladio holds the thing carefully, respectfully even because he gets that it's a weapon. Twists it this way and that to inspect it. And then shrugs before passing it back.]

Yep, no clue how that thing works.

[He gets up for a second once he takes it back, holding it in his hand. In a glowy flash, it turns into a rifle, and Lance grins as he poses with it.]

Pretty cool, huh? It's a perk of being a paladin of Voltron.

Well that's interesting. Transforming weapon. He had seen Keith do the same, but he's intrigued by it anyway.

"You know, that's not going to stop being cool. Keith showed me his own, when he saw my weapon."

I mean, his sword is pretty cool, but is it as cool as this?

[Lance grins, and in another flash, his rifle turns into a broadsword. He brandishes it with an overdramatic pose, because, well, he's Lance.]

Festival fun times!

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