Valkyr of Marmora

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12. Your character walking in on mine singing at the top of their lungs.

panickypaladin:

“Hey? Is there anything else here that you recognize?”

“Yeah I’ve had to deal with them a couple of times and considering you got more than a small bowl of produce I’d say you’re haggling was pretty masterful. So you’re fine.”

Valkyr watched as hunk thought about her request, hoping that he would part with it, of course given the prices she’d understand if he wanted to save them for something better. Yet on the other hand part of her felt a little bitter about the Ubferians for charging so much for something that was grown locally and was very common in her colony.

She practically squeaked in delight that Hunk was not only letting her have one but had offered to cut it for her, of course that wasn’t necessary but it was appreciated.

“Ah it’s fine, I’m gonna break into it the old fashioned way.” without hesitation she’d used a long claw to cut through the thick spiny outer skin and pulled it in half before pulling her luxite blade to remove the large pit.

“Damn, I’ve missed this.” She piped up between mouthfuls of tender, very sweet fruit before offering the other half to Hunk. “Here, you’re gonna love this.”

After her excitement had died down she had another look, there were other things she’d recognised one or two were from home but others were native of other planets.

“Some of them I do but a lot of these I’m not so familiar with, but I can help you with some of the more common uses. Like this blue on here can be mashed up and mixed with the curdled secretions of the bovus…. Sounds gross I know but I promise it’s tasty.”

“Fair enough.” She was the one who knew these fruit after all. She knew best what to do with it. Hunk also took the opportunity to watch as the galra dug into the fruit to get it open. Just how to peel it and what to eat. It would be useful when he tried to do something with it later. It was nice to see that it could just be eaten straight away too. They needed some fresh food in their alien diet of goo and things that would hold if they needed to travel far. 

As she offered the half eaten fruit, Hunk tilted his head to the side. “I’ll have a taste. But it really looks like you want the rest of it too.” But he did accept the fruit and took it in his hand. He closed his eyes for a moment and sniffed the juice that pooled inside the peel. What sweet fragrance it had and he wanted to know if it had any undertones that he would recognize. He put the fruit to his mouth and had a small taste, just a nibble. Tasting the first tang before most of the sweetness came over him. It would do very well if it was baked into a pie. Or maybe a crumble. Fresh mixed with something more tart would be good. Soften the sweetness a bit.

“But yeah, definitely a desert thing, very good fried and grilled too if that helps.”

Quickly she finished up her morsel before joining the yellow paladin, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand as she glanced at the full selection.

“Right.... Let me see.”

Without hesitation she sorted them into piles of sweet, savoury and bitter before stepping back and admiring her handiwork.

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12. Your character walking in on mine singing at the top of their lungs.

panickypaladin:

“Pretty planet. Stingy people.”

Her face lit up as Hunk had accepted her gesture his hand gripping her forearm, strong and sincere which was all she’d wanted as a sign of acceptance and given the differences between human and Galra it was the first step in many. At this rate maybe peace with other races would follow suit.

“Sounds good, let me know if you need help with the prep.” Valkyr shrugged as she perched on one of the counters to survey some of the goods there, some of which she’d recognised as relatively rare which would explain the prices but it was no secret merchants of the planet Ubfe liked hiking up the cost of things.

“Yeah, Ubfelians are a tightfisted lot.” She absentmindedly ran her fingertips and scratched between where her prosthetic irritated her outer thigh, it was a bad habit but her peers have long since given up on chiding her over it. “They have a trade agreement with the Empire so they abuse their ‘protection’ and charge whatever they like.”

Amber set eyes fell upon some spiky purple fruit and was hit with a sudden pang of nostagia, a Kraix which was native to the planet she’d grown up on .

After the destruction of Daibezaal her forefathers had taken to calling a forest planet called Oberius… It’s climate very similar to that of Ubfe so it was no surprise that the Ubferians were able to cultivate it.

“Hunk… Would it be okay if I take one of those?” She gestured hopefully to the kraix.

“I don’t mind exchanging currency for it or helping to fix any alien tech you might have. It’s just been decaphoebs since I’ve had been able to have a kraix fruit, I used to love them when I was a kit.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Oh? So you’ve been there? Met them?” He let his fingers run over the counter as he went back to his spot by the stove. He saw her scratch her leg a little but didn’t think nothing special of it right now. “I mean they wanted to blow pretty much my who budget on one bowl of fruit. It was ridiculous! I don’t know if I did well in my haggling or not, but I did get all of this instead of just a bowlful.” 

He picked up his knife and pulled up a cutting board to start get the vegetables ready for the salad. Valkyr was doing something and he could see her in the corner of his eyes, but wasn’t really paying attention until she called his name. “Take what?” He looked up from his chopping and saw her looking at the fruit with eager eyes. A spiky thing. Hunk tilted his head to the side. Coran had said the fruit was good to eat and it was even supposed to taste good. “That thing?” He had a few more, she could have one if she wanted to.

Valkyr watched as hunk thought about her request, hoping that he would part with it, of course given the prices she’d understand if he wanted to save them for something better. Yet on the other hand part of her felt a little bitter about the Ubferians for charging so much for something that was grown locally and was very common in her colony.

She practically squeaked in delight that Hunk was not only letting her have one but had offered to cut it for her, of course that wasn’t necessary but it was appreciated.

“Ah it’s fine, I’m gonna break into it the old fashioned way.” without hesitation she’d used a long claw to cut through the thick spiny outer skin and pulled it in half before pulling her luxite blade to remove the large pit.

“Damn, I’ve missed this.” She piped up between mouthfuls of tender, very sweet fruit before offering the other half to Hunk. “Here, you’re gonna love this.”

After her excitement had died down she had another look, there were other things she’d recognised one or two were from home but others were native of other planets.

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12. Your character walking in on mine singing at the top of their lungs.

panickypaladin:

He smiled carefully and drummed his fingers on the kitchen counter. “I’m Hunk. The yellow paladin. What’s your name?”

Though the human had jumped at her appearance he was clearly trying to make the effort to give her a chance, as much as the first reaction had stung a little watching him adjust to her replaced the pang of sadness with hope. It was just going to take the universe a while to unlearn the fear of the Galra threat and over 10,000 years of war was not so easily wiped clean.

“I hope so too.” Valkyr smiled back at the yellow paladin grateful that peace was the endgame both blade and paladin alike wanted.

The galra craned her neck to get a glimpse of the meat in the oven which was already starting to smell pretty good, whatever it was.

“Actually I’d love some, it smells a lot better than our goopy old rations.” Valkyr made a show of wrinkling her nose in disgust. “I mean they’re okay but nothing beats a solid meal. My mouth’s watering already.”

“Oh right, nice to meet you Hunk…” She fumbled for a moment before holding a hand out the same way she’d seen Kolivan had done with the Black paladin the day the blades had first formed their alliance.  ‘Name’s Valkyr, I guess I’m more of an engineer than a fighter, I mean someones gotta help keep things running I guess.”

This galra woman seemed nice enough. Certainly easy to talk to. Not as stoic as many of the other blades. At least she was willing to strike a conversation.

“Nice to meet you too, Valkyr.” Hunk had seen how Shiro grabbed Kolivan by the arms so he went over to her and did the same thing, grabbing her arm in his hand as she took his. “The food will be done in about twenty minutes. Just got to mix up a sauce and chop some vegetables to go with the meat.” He let go of her arm and stepped back again. He motioned to the kitchen counter and the varieties of alien vegetables that was placed upon it.

“These are new. Bought them at a market on a planet called Ubfe. Lot’s of mountains but a very humid planet. So the mountain sides are full of trees.” It had been a really beautiful planets. With soil dark as the night and trees with light blue leaves and all manner of fruits and vegetables. Long vines of pumpkins and melons in the undergrowth. Hunk had been in heaven!

Until he had seen the prices at the market.

“Sounds good, let me know if you need help with the prep.” Valkyr shrugged as she perched on one of the counters to survey some of the goods there, some of which she’d recognised as relatively rare which would explain the prices but it was no secret merchants of the planet Ubfe liked hiking up the cost of things.

“Yeah, Ubfelians are a tightfisted lot.” She absentmindedly ran her fingertips and scratched between where her prosthetic irritated her outer thigh, it was a bad habit but her peers have long since given up on chiding her over it. “They have a trade agreement with the Empire so they abuse their ‘protection’ and charge whatever they like.”

Amber set eyes fell upon some spiky purple fruit and was hit with a sudden pang of nostagia, a Kraix which was native to the planet she’d grown up on .

After the destruction of Daibezaal her forefathers had taken to calling a forest planet called Oberius... It’s climate very similar to that of Ubfe so it was no surprise that the Ubferians were able to cultivate it.

“Hunk... Would it be okay if I take one of those?” She gestured hopefully to the kraix.

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12. Your character walking in on mine singing at the top of their lungs.

panickypaladin:

“Typical.” When he was finished he put the baking tray back into the oven for the patties to get cooked again. 

“Ah, I see.”

Valkyr tilted her head thoughtfully at the paladin’s comment it would seem she’d gotten mixed up in what Keith had uttered that day. Admittedly she’d not had a proper conversation with the human looking blade so she’d watched him with mild curiosity from a distance when he’d grumbled about the rule. Deciding that humans were just weird she shook the memory from her mind and took Hunk’s cue to place the patties on the tray.

Embarrassment was universal so she could understand a bit of the man’s displeasure seeing as she’d often been caught singing an old song that originated from the small forest colony her family had belonged to. those had been happier times and life with the Blade’s was generally all work and no play for the best part so hearing a song about drunken antics was refreshing and it actually sounded pretty fun.

“Actually I liked it. I don’t really get to enjoy myself often so I’d like to know what Earthlings to for fun, if that’s okay?”

Her tail that had been swishing with enthusiasm stilled and drooped.

“Being Galra means that it’s hard for me to converse with other races… I mean it’s understandable why that is but its so, so, very frustrating.” Valkyr balled her fists at her side, she wanted nothing more than to punch a hole in the wall but tis was not her quarters and letting her heightened Galra emotions would not be wise to let show to that extent. She also didn’t need to tell him how often she’d dirtied her hands for the ‘greater good’ anyone that knew the blades knew what they did.

Hunk’s own reaction to her presence was proof enough of her words. He hated that he had jumped the way he did. He knew how much Keith had been hurting after how Allura had been treating him at the reveal of his ancestry. Any blade member should be free to live their lives happy and safe. This whole thing with fighting all the time really wasn’t a way of life. “Oh man… I really hope, that if anything comes out of this war, then it is that galra can live peacefully with other species sometime in the future.”

Even if that future might take a while. After all! Memories took time to forget.

“I hope so too.” Valkyr smiled back at the yellow paladin grateful that peace was the endgame both blade and paladin alike wanted.

The galra craned her neck to get a glimpse of the meat in the oven which was already starting to smell pretty good, whatever it was.

“Actually I’d love some, it smells a lot better than our goopy old rations.” Valkyr made a show of wrinkling her nose in disgust. “I mean they’re okay but nothing beats a solid meal. My mouth’s watering already.”

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12. Your character walking in on mine singing at the top of their lungs.

Without missing a beat the Galra scooped up the patties from the floor and held them out to Hunk.

“It’s been less than five tick… er seconds. Keith taught me about the five second rule thing so you food should still  be good yes?”

He sighed but held out the tray for her to put the patties back on. “I… There are songs of glory and love and battle and staying strong… and you catch me singing a pop song about getting drunk.” He grimaced as he went back to flipping the patties that had not been flipped yet. “Typical.” When he was finished he put the baking tray back into the oven for the patties to get cooked again. 

Valkyr tilted her head thoughtfully at the paladin’s comment it would seem she’d gotten mixed up in what Keith had uttered that day. Admittedly she’d not had a proper conversation with the human looking blade so she’d watched him with mild curiosity from a distance when he’d grumbled about the rule. Deciding that humans were just weird she shook the memory from her mind and took Hunk’s cue to place the patties on the tray.

Embarrassment was universal so she could understand a bit of the man’s displeasure seeing as she’d often been caught singing an old song that originated from the small forest colony her family had belonged to. those had been happier times and life with the Blade’s was generally all work and no play for the best part so hearing a song about drunken antics was refreshing and it actually sounded pretty fun.

“Actually I liked it. I don’t really get to enjoy myself often so I’d like to know what Earthlings to for fun, if that’s okay?”

Her tail that had been swishing with enthusiasm stilled and drooped.

“Mnhh…”

Valkyr stirred as she slowly opened her eyes to the sensation of soft kisses along her shoulders, it had been awhile since she’d had the luxury to be woken so gently instead of the harsh shrll cry of the battle sirens or the training drills. This was nice and certainly something she could get very used to, perhaps once the war is over she could indulge in this more often.

She then gestured to the small marks on her bod ystarting from her neck and trailing down her torso.

“This was not done by someone ‘innocent’”

“Mnhh…”

Valkyr stirred as she slowly opened her eyes to the sensation of soft kisses along her shoulders, it had been awhile since she’d had the luxury to be woken so gently instead of the harsh shrll cry of the battle sirens or the training drills. This was nice and certainly something she could get very used to, perhaps once the war is over she could indulge in this more often.

She then gestured to the small marks on her bod ystarting from her neck and trailing down her torso.

“This was not done by someone ‘innocent’”

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12. Your character walking in on mine singing at the top of their lungs.

Without missing a beat the Galra scooped up the patties from the floor and held them out to Hunk.

“It’s been less than five tick... er seconds. Keith taught me about the five second rule thing so you food should still  be good yes?”

“Wait, are you saying I’m not at my best? Now that’s just rude.” Laughter bubbled in her throat, Repard had put forward a potentially fun night and he was likely taking her injuries into consideration, the broken arm and the cuts and bruises no doubt had led him to concern.

“I’ve missed this too.” The commander spoke softly in reply. His long ears hearing the sounds of her prosthetic right leg echoing down the corridors. Not that it bothered Repard of course. Life came with difficult choices and if it wasn’t for his superiors back then, the former lieutenant would have been in her exact situation with a prosthetic leg of his own.

“That’s a beautiful smile.” He grinned happily despite everything that has happened around them. Just enjoying each other’s company no matter how long they’ve been apart was more important. The long eared male knew of two great friends that wouldn’t mind taking over what Valkyr and himself had a ‘date.’

“I’ve missed this.” A low content sigh escaped her lips, the moment would have been perfect had it not been for her prosthetic right leg echoing down the otherwise empty hall. It was hard to be flirty when you had to deal with the soft clang-clang of the metal foot against the metal floor.

Rocket looks up from scrubbing his fur down at where the smaller female is standing at the edge of the heated pool. He blushes lightly at the way her eyes move over him. He’s gained some weight in the past phoebs and he’s still not entirely sure if it’s fat or muscle. Either way it’s filled out his hips and thighs.

He really was looking better, his eyes were clear and his fur seemed glossier somehow and she’d be lying if she hadn’t the urge to run her fingertips through it.

A warm smile softened her battle worn edges when Repard hinted at going back to his quarters for a while, he didn’t like seeming vulnerable in front of strangers but if it was in front of him and in private then she didn’t mind dropping her guard a little, hell, it would just be refreshing not to keep up the brave face for a little while.

“I’d like that a lot.”