video ✨ un: princess_paladin

[lioness_rampant]

[ When the video cuts on, it's to the face of a smiling young woman in a soft pink dress in front of a backdrop of a wall of glowing crystals. She's glowing, too, or at least the little markings under her eyes are. A small family of pastel mice sit perched on her shoulders, two to a side, but apart from that quirk she looks very prim, even dainty. ]

Good evening, Lunatia. I hope this message finds you well. Now that the dragonsong has finallyabated, it seems the perfect time to introduce myself.

[ Since everyone isn't going crazy with lust for the moment, that she knows of. She's new, okay? Give her a month. ]

I am Princess Allura of the planet Altea, a Paladin of Voltron, and one of the founding members of the Voltron Coalition. Perhaps these things don't hold any meaning in a reality where Voltron--and maybe even Altea itself--never existed, but I imagine many here find themselves in a similar position.

[ The smallest mouse on her shoulder squeaks, distracting Allura long enough to pass her a tiny piece of fruit with a light chuckle. ]

At any rate, I am newly arrived here in Lunatia, and since it seems there's no telling if or when I'll be returned to my own reality, I hope to become better acquainted with this place and my fellow Moonblessed. What are some of the things you most enjoy about this world? What places would you recommend visiting?

Also, if anyone would be willing, I’d be thrilled to have a few sparring partners to help keep my skills sharp. Please let me know if you’re interested!

Comments

[lioness_rampant]

It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Fjord.

[ Color blooms on Allura's cheeks and she shakes her head. Oh, that was smooth. ]

You flatter me, sir, but perhaps there is some other elf-like trait I possess that would prompt him to make the comparison?

[halforc]

[ His smile deepens with hers. ]

They're very clever, too. Regal.

[ Not all elves, but he doesn't want to point that out. Allura seems like the fancy kind. ]

[lioness_rampant]

Are there any elves living here in Lunatia? I'll have to meet one and see how accurate the comparison is.

[ Allura is definitely the fanciest kind of elf. ]

[halforc]

There are, although none from my home. I've met Thranduil, the elf king who has a habit of touching ears. Strange fellow. Very handsome.

[ Fjord isn't sure what he thinks of him, other than "glows and looks nice professionally". ]

[lioness_rampant]

Oh my! [ Allura's blush deepens and her ears twitch just the slightest bit. She looks scandalized. ] Did he touch your ears without invitation?

[halforc]

He did! [ Fjord is so glad to find someone else who is equally as scandalised! ] I think he knows he's ridiculously good-looking, if you know what I mean.

[ With a meaningful look of Not All Men But Maybe That Guy IDK Yet. ]

[lioness_rampant]

He could be the most attractive man in the universe and it would still be rude. In Altean culture, you don’t touch someone’s ears unless you know them very well. It can be a gesture of affection between parents and children, and between lovers as well. The exception is for physicians, id imagine, but even they proceed only with permission.

[ Allura shares that knowing look. She would be incensed if someone did that to her. ]

[halforc]

I wasn't expecting it, or the compliments so soon after being called ugly ... I mean, the usual orc-related stuff. Handsome for what you are, or something. He was very hot and cold.

[ The mystery of Thranduil will brew for another day; Allura draws his attention again. ]

I'm not about that mysterious edge, I prefer an upfront sort of person. All wares on the table, so to speak.