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[Coran will find a bundle of assorted truffles on his nightstand: cranberry pistachio, chocolate hazelnut, pumpkin spice (with actual pumpkin, yes), butterscotch marshmallow, just to name a few of the flavors.]

Dear Coran,

Your kindness and support throughout all my life and all our trials mean more to me than I can put in chocolates or words, but I hope you’ll appreciate these anyway. Happy Valentine’s Day!

Love,
Allura

[Allura really should not be surprised when she gets a hug eventually later that day as thanks.]

[That she's not, and he'll get a hug right back~]

A certain fat, golden scaled wyvern is out on a special mission.

Gordon has come bearing a personal invitation to you!

Hunk and Keith are hosting an open house at the Golden Afternoon Bakery to celebrate summer!
There will be free food, drinks, and live music!

No reservations are required, but they do hope you'll attend!

Edited 2018-06-06 02:08 (UTC)

[ She doesn't bother with the whole amulet thing considering they live in the same path but instead Pidge seeks him out. After their experience with the seagulls on the beach, one would think that neither of them would want to see another bird for a long time but there's one resting on Pidge's arm. At least this one is mechanical and not out to eat them. ]

Coran! I made something for you.

[Coran had been going from room to room. Challenging himself to dust some of the furniture using wind created solely with his own emotions. It wasn't exactly going great, but he hasn't broken anything yet so it was a success in his eyes. His pointed ears perking at the sound of his name and that something was made for him.

He stops what he was doing to head towards the sound of Pidge's voice.] Oh? Something for me, Number Five? What is it? [He looks at the bird resting on Pidge's arm.] Oh. And who is this?

[ Dusting furniture with dunamis is a pretty good practice stragedy, nothing's broken yet which is a good thing. Now that she has Coran's attention, she beams up at him. Holding out her arm so the bird hops down to percy on her hand instead. After all this time Pidge has accepted the nickname he's given her. (It only encourages her to drink more milk in hopes of growing taller.) ]

It's a Pidge-on! I didn't give any of them a name beyond that because this one's for you. [ Meaning everyone gets to name their own bird. ] Here.

[ With a small movement of her hand, the bird flutters up and flies towards Coran. ]

A Pidge-on! [Coran is clearly impressed by her choice of naming. Even more impressed, but not surprised, to hear that she's made multiple of them.] Really? For me? [Coran mimics how he just saw Pidge hold her hand to give the bird a place to land.]

This is extraordinary work! I will have to think of a proper and suitable name for them! ~~[Number 6.]~~ Thank you!

What type of care does this creature require? [HIS IS GOING TO BE THE BEST CARED FOR BIRD IN ALL OF MECHANICAL BIRD-DOM]

[ She couldn't help herself with the name, it was just perfect. And Pidge had already been working on them - the inner workings are all the same but the design for each bird is different. ] Yep! It's head is the same color as your hair and moustache.

[ The Pidge-on lands on Coran's hand and chirps cheerfully. ] You're welcome. I've got the blueprints in the workshop if you want to see them later.

[ Since it's Coran, Pidge has no problem entrusting care instructions to him. ] The wings and feet will need to be oiled regularly, every couple of weeks. Other gears less frequently. Regular water is fine but keep it away from salt water and sticky substances. Their energy will typically charge at night as they go into "standby" mode but they can go three full days before they power down completely.

I would love to see those blueprints sometime. As I am certain this little one's creation was a feat of genius.

Oil the feet regularly, other gears less regularly, no salt water, just plain water, charges at night. [Coran repeats the list to be sure that he has it correct, but he sounds very confident that he will have no problem taking care of it.]

Advisor, I have need of your assistance.

[Zarkon sounds just as officious as usual. No, he's not your king, Coran, but he's your king's friend—and Zarkon believes that this means he can appeal to Coran for advising. Not that he would abuse the privilege. It's not as if he would ask anything of him lightly.]

[Coran knows that Zarkon is not one to ask for help and advise for just any old reason. He was also more than happy to lend his assistance to whoever asked of it. He is very quick to reply to Zarkon as soon as he receives his message.]

I will be honored to assist you, Emperor Zarkon. How may I help?

[Upon receiving this reply, Zarkon doesn't become any less formal.]

Very good. What supplies do the people of this world need to maintain one of their cats?

C-cat? [Not what he had been expecting.] You mean how the other Paladins maintain their lions? Or do you mean like a small, fluffy kind of cat? [Did he just use the word fluffy while talking to Zarkon????]

Yes, the small, organic kind they keep as pets.

[Zarkon doesn't use the word "fluffy" himself, but he doesn't object.]

I'm well aware of how to maintain my lion.

[He does have to object to the implication that he would need to ask about that.]

Well, let's see, they need cat food, water, a litter tray, and some toys to keep their minds stimulated.

There is a designated food for cats? Where are these items available?

[As an idle thought, Zarkon makes an obvious amendment.]

I don't mean the water.

Yes, they do. Well, I suppose they can hunt for themselves if they are an outdoor cat, but it's important to provide supplementary nourishment should they need it! I have heard different theories depending on the spices of cat over the importance of an all fish diet versus one that has more variety. I tend to agree with those that call for variety as it helps keep a cat stimulated! Unless they are the type of vegetarian based cat found on the planet Gimoria. [Hm, he may be rambling now.]

There's a pet store I can show you. They should have the food that you require. They also have toys you could buy for a cat.

Edited 2018-12-29 11:03 (UTC)

[Zarkon takes all this in; he was right, Coran was the correct person to come to for information. For all that he in no way behaves like a Galra advisor and rambles more than Zarkon would usual tolerate, Zarkon knows he is competent and knowledgeable, particularly about animal life.]

I would agree that a varied diet sounds best. The cat is from this world. How would its needs differ from those of Altean cats?

[Said cat is currently attacking his hand very vigorously. Obviously, it is in need of these toys Coran spoke of.]

Yes, you will show me this store. I will buy whatever is required.

[Coran would have rambled on even longer if they were talking about a dangerous creature. He was a man who liked all creatures great and vicious.] It should not be too different from Altean cats if it is from this world. Honerva will likely have plenty of experience on how to properly care for a cat in that case. [He remembers her having one for awhile.]

It will be my honor to show you the store, sire. I will send you the address and I could be there in about a varga. Possibly a bit sooner if you need me too. [He's got legs. He could run.]

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Honerva has no recollection of her care of Kova.

[There's a defensive note in Zarkon's transmission of this fact. It's not that he expects a negative reaction, but he's protective of Honerva and her condition.]

We are currently in Shaarnath. But I will avail myself of your guidance soon, as we will be returning with the animal.

She doesn't? [There is surprised concern on Coran's end. She had cared so much about Kova from what Coran could remember.]

That is fine. [Was it?] I am more than prepared and help you with the care of your new animal. [Would Zarkon approve of the word pet? Coran decides to avoid it just in case.] Just alert me when you are on your way home.

She does remember his existence, but not the care and feeding of him. There are—various things she has forgotten.

[A lot of things, though Zarkon doesn't go into the full extent of her memory loss now. Honerva also remembers very little of their married life together. He's not sure if she would have remembered any details, if he hadn't shared his own memories with her.

It continues to be troubling, but Zarkon is bearing up under his worries.]

I will tell Honerva, You can expect us. I will inform you when we are en route.

That is unfortunate, but I suppose it has been a long time. It may not be that surprising that she has forgotten the boring memories such as the care he needed. [The fact that Coran doesn't actually believe in his words may trickle over the communicated.]

I look forward to your arrival home, Emperor Zarkon.

She would not consider her cat boring.

[Zarkon knows how Honerva is about her cat. She made her cat immortal. Even Zarkon likes Kova, although he considers him Honerva's concern. He also picks up on Coran's insincerity, but he doesn't feel inclined to take him to task on it. Zarkon's own mood sinks in response, but the emotion is brief, Zarkon easily reverting to cool formality.]

Await my transmission.

Oh, of course her cat is not boring, but the tasks of cleaning up after a pet is not usually considered a memorable experience. Worthy of being forgotten. Perhaps even better off forgetting for some of the bigger messes pets can make at times.

I will be ready and waiting for your transmission!

[ ... Chloe has never used the image before and honestly finds it hella confusing still, so it takes her like two seconds to realize it's even working how she wants it to. ]

Oh - uhh... Heeey. It's Chloe. Remember me? I was kind of a dick to you at the flower thing about the whole... Minnie Mouse... fiasco? [ Wow this is a terrible start already. She groans, pinching the brim of her nose. ] Shit, this is awkward.

[ She's letting her hand drop again and taking a breath to try this one more time. ]

Okay, so, back home, Minnie Mouse is definitely like - a cartoon character that you only ever see on TV and the whole Disney Land thing? It was a joke. There's this amusement park you can go to that's legit called Disney Land and they have people dressed up as the different cartoon characters the company makes, and Minnie is definitely one of the costumes, but she's not like real real? It's a thing for kids. I never actually went, my parents didn't have the money, but that --

... That's not the point. The point is, uh... That it's been brought to my attention by meeting one very real Snow White that apparently stuff that's just fiction in my world really can exist here and a couple of people also mentioned Minnie definitely being here and so I realized that you kinda were telling me the truth and I was a total fucking dick about it. So --

[ She takes a second before she holds up a small, round, chocolate frosted cake with the words Sorry I Called You Nuts written on them. She even made it super neat handwriting! Look at this effort!! ]

It's chocolate chili? I can bring it to you, but I wanted to make sure you'd actually like it... And that we're, uh - cool?

A cartoon? [He considers this for a moment.] Perhaps a retelling of her elegant exploits as ruler of her kingdom? [That's how he's going to make this make sense in his own mind.] But I suppose if that's the case I can forgive you for your rude words against her majesty! I'm glad you've finally seen reason! Of course she was really here!

[Wait, is that cake?] Did you say chocolate chili? [Oh yes! He's very interested in that!] I don't think we're cool. The weather has been warming up. I would say that we are friendly antiquates if we were anything at all.

Maybe. I mean, there's also the multiverse theory? Which seems like it might be a pretty solid explanation. Physicists would shit their pants if they had this kind of proof of it...

[ The...? She looks confused for a second, before it clicks, and she can't stop herself from laughing. ]

Not cool as in like cold, cool as in okay. Copacetic? All good. Same thing you said only with less SAT words.

Oh. So cool means okay. I think I understand that. I see no reason for us not to be... cool. [He doesn't get it, but he understand it.] So, what's a SAT? Why are you spelling sat?

[ She's giving him two thumbs up. Good job, Coran. ]

It's the Scholastic Assessment Test. [ She says that with some kind of imitation of what she clearly thinks snooty rich people sound like before her voice drops back to normal with an eye roll. ] Or whatever the fuck they're calling it these days. It's some stupid standardized test that you're supposed to take if you want to go to some fancy ass school for higher education. I never took it, but I studied for it once and it looked like garbage.

Why do you need a test before going to a higher education school? Isn't a school suppose to teach you what you need?

Good fucking question, wish I had the answer. My best guess is because it's an easy way to snag money off of people, but I'm sure there's some bullshit reasoning behind it that's not rooted in capitalism.

How does someone get money from testing people? Test are expensive! Especially if the train facility is destroyed during combat testing!

[ .............................................. what. ]

I think that tests might be a little different in my world than they are in yours.

Oh? Do you not train the body and the mind at the same time? Or do you simply not use the effective tool of possible bodily harm to help remember a lesson? [If Pidge was still here they should talk about the time Pidge nearly was killed learning the Altean alphabet.] How are your tests run?

Uhh... Definitely nothing like that. You sit in a desk with a number two pencil and two pieces of paper. One with some circles that are labeled with A through E or whatever and then the other has a bunch of multiple choice questions on it. You fill in the little circles marked with whatever letter lines up with the answer and then some people run it through a machine and they try and use it to figure out how smart you are.

Why the second best pencil? Why not use the very best? Did something happen to the first pencil?!

What? Oh - no, that's not - ... The numbers are about how hard or soft the pencil's lead is, how dark the color will come out. It's not like a ranking of superiority.

Oh.

[...]

Then why numbers? Why not just state the material and thickness of the pencil? Much less confusing that way!

I think more people would be confused by the chemical make up of the graphite than a scale that just basically rates how hard and how black it is. So like a number two is pretty well known for meaning 2HB - very hard and very black.

Hm. I suppose I can understand that. Like a short hand guide to the density of the writing instrument. So these tests like lead that is hard and black. Interesting.

Yeah, I guess they're like most Bad Dragon addicts that way. [ ... WAIT ] I'm not explaining that one.

Well, of course there are dragons that are bad. Every species as good and bad behaved members of their group. Although why are they addicts?

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