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          “you did what!?” 

shrill wasn’t enough to describe his voice, high-pitched & nearly cracking. but there was no sense of embarassment, not as he sprang to his feet with eyes blazing as much as the fire that coursed through his --- keith’s --- lion. because surely he heard that wrong.

   Keith propped himself up on the counter to get a better look. Watching Hunk cook was like watching one of those cooking shows that his roommate back at the Garrison had been obsessed with… except stranger but decidedly better because he actually got to try the food after. Though he wasn’t a particularly picky eater, there’d been something he’d been missing in their food up to know and he couldn’t help but wonder…

   “Can you… cook something spicy?”

A mischievous glint grew in the chefs eye as Keith made his request. Turning around, he quickly picked up several ingredients and tossed them into bowls, laying them in front of the red paladin.

White Paladin Baydrake!

Regis had been training along with a few other blades in one of the headquarters' training rooms when he heard the door open. Tongue flicking out of his mouth to taste the air, he turned to see who it was. Ah, it was the new blade. What was his name again? Keith? Moments after that thought, he was brought down by the other blade he was fighting. Sounding very strained due to the other blade practically sitting on him, he called out to the other. "Hi Keith! Welcome to the Blade of Marmora!"

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Lance was happy. He was. How...how couldn’t he be. Shiro was back in Black, and now Keith could focus on what he needed to but...as happy as he wanted to be losing Keith would be...hard. They had been getting along. They had been closer. They argued and bickered, but there was a easy warmth that wasn’t there before. Keith had become an important part of Lance’s life. His FAMILY and he was just having a hard time letting him go...

Everyone had said their goodbyes. Even Shiro. He knew he was the last one and he didn’t know what that looked like to Keith. It was Coran that finally kicked his ass into gear. A hand to his shoulder and an easy. “You know if you don’t go my boy, you’ll regret it.” Before Lance was steeling himself and marching up to Keith’s door. It was open and Lance stepped in. They came from Earth with nothing but there were little things each of them had picked up on the way. He didn’t know what Keith could possibly be packing or taking with him, but he saw a bag probably full of his clothes. Keith had taken to wearing his Blade uniform lately and Lance couldn’t help but make fun. Saying things like “You weren’t emo enough already WITHOUT the hood?” and “Oh good it’s black at least you won’t have to ask for a redesign because it doesn’t fit your broody Mcbrooderton atheistic.” 

Someone go take the Red Paladin armor from Keith!

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