[ holy crow. this has to be pidge’s brother, shiro’s missing
crewmate from the kerberos mission. lance knew rationally that he was
still possibly a galra prisoner somewhere, but they’d seen galra mines and
galra work camps for slaves, and nobody wanted to say it, but they seemed
like places where small fragile humans might not last very long.
matt doesn’t look like he’s been toiling in a mine. he looks
healthy and well-fed and even kinda weirdly… radiant? it’s something that
tickles in the back of lance’s head as familiar, something he remembers
from earth. the way matt holds his arms across his body like that, the way
those loose robes fall in odd folds from slender shoulders-- but lance
shies away from that rabbit-hole the same way he shies away from the
changes in his own body. the other reason he spends so much time in this
ocean habitat is that there aren’t any mirrors.
the scent of saltwater and manufactured sea air is prevalent here
but lance does get a few whiffs of something that smells warm, if a smell
could be warm. it pushes at him to uncurl a little bit, letting go of his
knees and planting a hand down on the sand to carefully push himself up to
his feet. walking is a brand new uncomfortable experience these days.
(he remembers, or maybe he dreamed that emperor took his hand and
placed it down between his legs, the strength of his mental hold on lance’s
mind preventing a panic attack. he knows he’s been changed. his body
feels different, off-balance. he knows that zarkon had moved their
fingers, twined together, to lance’s flat stomach and whispered calm to
him, that it would not happen until he asked for it.) ]
You’re Pidge’s-- you’re Katie’s brother, right? [ no lance, it’s
some other captured human on a galra ship that happens to look exactly like
pidge. he drags a hand through his short hair nervously. what the fuck is
he supposed to do with this, he can’t rescue himself, much less anyone else
right now. ]
I-- We’ve been looking for you. We’ve been looking everywhere for you, you
were on the flagship the whole time?
no subject
[ holy crow. this has to be pidge’s brother, shiro’s missing crewmate from the kerberos mission. lance knew rationally that he was still possibly a galra prisoner somewhere, but they’d seen galra mines and galra work camps for slaves, and nobody wanted to say it, but they seemed like places where small fragile humans might not last very long.
matt doesn’t look like he’s been toiling in a mine. he looks healthy and well-fed and even kinda weirdly… radiant? it’s something that tickles in the back of lance’s head as familiar, something he remembers from earth. the way matt holds his arms across his body like that, the way those loose robes fall in odd folds from slender shoulders-- but lance shies away from that rabbit-hole the same way he shies away from the changes in his own body. the other reason he spends so much time in this ocean habitat is that there aren’t any mirrors.
the scent of saltwater and manufactured sea air is prevalent here but lance does get a few whiffs of something that smells warm, if a smell could be warm. it pushes at him to uncurl a little bit, letting go of his knees and planting a hand down on the sand to carefully push himself up to his feet. walking is a brand new uncomfortable experience these days.
(he remembers, or maybe he dreamed that emperor took his hand and placed it down between his legs, the strength of his mental hold on lance’s mind preventing a panic attack. he knows he’s been changed. his body feels different, off-balance. he knows that zarkon had moved their fingers, twined together, to lance’s flat stomach and whispered calm to him, that it would not happen until he asked for it.) ]
You’re Pidge’s-- you’re Katie’s brother, right? [ no lance, it’s some other captured human on a galra ship that happens to look exactly like pidge. he drags a hand through his short hair nervously. what the fuck is he supposed to do with this, he can’t rescue himself, much less anyone else right now. ]
I-- We’ve been looking for you. We’ve been looking everywhere for you, you were on the flagship the whole time?