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Space Garden: Epilogue: Space Dad, For Real

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IT’S DONE NOW I CAN FOCUS ON FFXIV, SPECIFICALLY ENJOYING SHADOWBRINGERS AND GETTING ACHIYO INTO HEAVENSWARD. Omg Soken is a genius (rockin’ that 10/8 time in the Lakeland area, also can I get a ‘hell yeah’ for the basic fight music (both videos spoiler-free)) and I worship him, also DAMN my children are kick-ass. (Here’s my out-of-game DRK fight song! And I think I’m going to need it because Tam and Vivienne are burning mad. Everyone is, but them especially. WE’RE GOING TO TEAR IT ALL DOWN AND BUILD IT UP AGAIN)

Oh yeah I guess I should also work on travel blogs.

Author’s note: I actually don’t like lasagna. I like pasta, I like cake, pasta-cake does nothing for me. I’m no doubt on Hunk’s “do not trust” list lol. Also Shiro and Matt Holt were always little shits, they just pretend they’re not.

Chapter 14: Bring Them Home

 

Epilogue: Space Dad, For Real

“Teacher! Teacher! Wait for me!” A desperate wail echoed through the white vaulted halls of New Altea’s Pilot Training Centre as a young Olkari dashed towards the light of the hangar mouth. Continue reading →

Space Garden: Part 14: Bring Them Home

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Take a bunch of drama llamas, a generous sprinkling of Clockie metas (example), a butt-load of action scenes, and my personal taste in endings, and this is what I came up with for a Voltron finale. Smaller scale than the show? Yes. Do I like it more? Yes. Hope you do too.

This last chapter is long. As I thought it might, it bloated a lot. Think of it as a series finale double special lol! But I couldn’t quite get the Shiro/Elslince power-couple dynamic I was going for. Oh well. Side note: Lotor’s fighter’s colours are based on the colours of the ‘alliance’ banner from S5. (It was Lance’s idea, probably.)

There is an epilogue of course!

Chapter 13: Once More Unto the Fray

 

Part 14: Bring Them Home

The situation in the medbay was not sustainable. Lotor was regaining his physical strength well, but psychologically he was a complete guilt-ridden wreck. Elslince was considering putting him in a strait-jacket in a padded room, not because he was insane, but because he kept trying to harm himself. She and Acxa were taking it in turns to watch over him, to make sure he wouldn’t try to kill himself. And she wished she didn’t have to, he was paranoid enough as it was without being observed constantly, but she didn’t want to lose him now. Continue reading →