heartofalioness: (Heavy is the heart that bears the crown)
Princess Allura ([personal profile] heartofalioness) wrote in [community profile] empatheias_ooc 2017-02-04 09:27 pm (UTC)

[If this were back home, Allura would immediately follow that up with an "and?". (Then again, if this was back home, she'd probably bring Keith over to confirm his identity.) Unfortunately Keith was out of town on an expedition right now or she'd "call" him to confirm his identity.

But even so, that pressure... it's familiar, in a way. In the few moments she's thought of her losses while in this world, paused being the last princess of Altea and the commander of Team Voltron and let herself GRIEVE, she's generated a similar affect with the air pressure and humidity. An imposter would be more detached, or at least generating something like remembered panic or an anger towards the real Thace.

The air warms to its original temperature, and the frost at their feet thaws into still-a-bit-chilly water. Allura's hand leaves her dagger to join its mate in clasping in front of her, and she bows her head and just a fraction of her spine to the Galra. A juniberry blossom or two even sprout from the cracks, bittersweetness for his death back home.]


Team Voltron and the rest of the universe owe much to the Blade of Marmora, and especially to you. Thank you, Thace.

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