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ooc: wow i have really let this blog go… but i’m back

Written by Holly. Personals, do not reblog.

Keep your guard up. My crew was captured by aliens once. I‘m not going to let it happen again. ☆

I already purchased it which is why you can’t see the price but it’s $9.99 for the whole album. It’s really good and I highly recommend getting it if you can, just thought I’d let you guys know if you didn’t know it was already available. 

DARLING, DON’T YOU SEE? YOU WERE NEVER MEANT TO BECOME A MARTYR. SO STOP OFFERING YOUR HEAD TO THE GUILLOTINE. YOU ARE A WARRIOR, A GLADIATOR, BARE YOUR  TEETH AND REMIND THEM OF WHY WE STILL TELL STORIES OF WARRIORS AND HEROES.

Princess Allura

The markings are very similar for both male and female Alteans, though there can be minor differences. The males’ body marks often are sharper, thicker… almost boxy? Whereas the females’ body marks are usually thinner, curvier, more ‘feminine’. However that’s not always the case. Everyone’s marks, as similar as they seem at first glance, are always just a little different.

You don’t have to fight, Allura.

You don’t have to fight, Allura.

“Depends really! I had a couple of dogs and a few cats! Heck, my dad had a pet lizard! Honestly anything on our planet can be pet status.”

“Wait... anything? That doesn’t quite make sense. You don’t mean Earthlings could keep other Earthlings as pets, right?” 

“I’m doing alright. Had breakfast not long before I started training.” Comes the reply as the Black Paladin stretches his arms above his head. “Oh, I have been meaning to ask you something, though.” He mentions, gesturing toward the paused Gladiator, still awaiting the command to resume. “If that’s alright.”

Perhaps he had something to ask about Altean culture? Oh, how much he would enjoy that! Maybe he wanted to know more about traditional training? Or the older Paladins? How curious!

     Her eyes sting with tears — of course there was no other way. They would have died had she not done the unimaginable, destroying all that remained of her own father. “He… he would’ve wanted us to live,” she says, glancing down, trying to keep the anger & pain from spilling over, from enveloping her. She meets his gaze, even though it’s painful. “You miss him… just as much as I do, don’t you?”

“I do. I miss him very much, Princess. He was my dearest friend. I sacrificed everything for him... He entrusted you to me, so I cannot possibly fail him.”