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COVERED IN BLOOD MEME So you're a bit of a mess. Or you're stumbling upon a mess. What happened? There's blood everywhere, what the hell? Is it your blood, animal blood, the blood of someone you murdered? Hell, maybe you ran out of tampons. Anyway, no matter how it got there, you're (or someone you know is) covered in blood. Can it be explained away? If not, is someone going to prison? The hospital? Going to die of blood loss? Get in trouble for playing catch with the blood bags? Man, we don't know. The point is you have a mess to clean up. Or roll around in gleefully, you nasty fucks. • Top level your character. Include any details you might think are relevant. Or don't. As always, we're not the cops. • Reply to other people's top levels! • While this meme is bound to have a lot of potentially triggering content, content warnings for anything ott or very extreme are probably a good idea! • Have fun!

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[headspacedad]

[Shiro doesn't connect with the other lions. Everyone has their own special bond with their own chosen paladin and even when they've formed Voltron and he's flying as the head of it, the connection he feels to the lions that aren't his is vague and funneled through their own pilots first. So he can't claim any real connection to Red at all.

And even then - he'd swear he can feel the red lion's relief or welcome.]

Good to see you too. [He croaks it out, energy so spent that Keith's doing almost all the work and Shiro is just trying not to black out on his friend. And maybe that's what pulls up the greeting from him, punch drunk on pain and exhaustion and the promise of freedom. There's no response and he doesn't expect it. It's just - so good to see another familiar face, even if its stories tall and completely metal.

And then the world tips sideways and he's not sure if its the ship or his eyesight.]

[tempredmental]

[Red was actually relieved, surprisingly enough. The team bond was important overall to all of them, and having one of them missing had been hard on everyone. Plus, she was also relieved to be getting her own Paladin back from Black. She hadn't minded "lending" him out for a while, but she was possessive of Keith.

And knowing the Black Lion was going to be happy and relieved was good, too.

The ship did list a little to the side from Red's breach through the door, but not as much as Shiro might have thought. Keith barely kept the two of them upright as Shiro tipped, but he had to drop the gun to catch him.

The inner door started to open. Their 'friends' had caught up. Keith cursed softly under his breath and pulled on the last of his own reserves to lift Shiro back up, basically carrying him into Red's mouth. She closed her jaw once they were in, protecting them as the weapons fire started. Once Keith got inside the cockpit and everything was sealed, she pulled her head out of the doorway, letting the attackers deal with the idea of being sucked out into space.

Keith settled Shiro on the floor behind the seat.]

Hang in there... not much longer.

[headspacedad]

[It's not Black's cockpit. It's smaller and sleeker designed, Shiro would even swear it felt different on some basic intrinsic level. But its still a lion's cockpit and the way it rises up inside his chest is like that first gulp of air after fighting drowning for too long. He shuts his eyes, the impact of it emotionally almost too much to absorb all at once.

But he feels Keith set him down and even if the motion, no matter how gentle, jars what's left of his arm, he still manages a tight smile, or as close to a smile as he can come, lips tight, eyes still closed.]

I'm all right.

[It comes out thick and a little strained but he means every single syllable of it.

He's all right.

He's finally all right.

His eyes open and he braces himself with his legs, back against the warm metal of Red's interior and he looks at the stars out the view screen and his friend and teammate back where he belong and this time, when he smiles, its weak, but its real and purely his.]

Let's go home.

[tempredmental]

[Keith managed a weak smile in return. He could feel his own energy reserves at their limit, and, while they did run pretty deep for a kid his age (lasting as long as he had during the Blade of Marmora Trials had been quite the feat), he was definitely on the edge of being done. He nodded.]

Yeah.

[They were both going to need the pods when they got back, and it was likely going to be a task to figure what to do about Shiro's arm, but they'd work it out. Keith had to believe in that. For now, though, they had to get out of here. This wasn't the time to go for the solid win. They had succeeded in the most important part of the mission, so it was time to run.

He made his way to the seat, and contacted the others, telling Allura they were going to need a wormhole fast. The team pushed back the captors as much as they could, getting some distance, and then made the jump back to the Castle as soon as the wormhole was opened.

Welcome home, Shiro.]