godless star

Life

Warmth was a constant year round thing in Cuba so a warm day was nothing to sneeze at. The McClain family was hosting a neighborhood dinner. 

Rachel And Lance were walking around looking at the food, well Rachel was walking and dragging Lance by the hand. It wasn't excitement that caused her to drag Lance, but curiosity one of the new neighbors brought food she had never seen before, dumplings and something called mochi, it was a little ball made of something called rice flour and filled with strawberry jelly. Rachel really wanted to try it but it was a dessert and the rule was no dessert before dinner. Unless Abuela was there and she gave out sweets, then it didn't count.

Rachel knew why Lance was tired, the dream was weird and she was waiting on him to start the talk so she could spout off her thoughts.

Their older sister Veronica called Rachel over, something about something on her dress, she wasn't really listening.

Lance was now walking alone around the table looking for something to do. Tia Camila and Tio Tavio were walking towards him. The yellow surrounding his Tia was different. The color went out more like his friend's mama when his sister was 'dough in the oven'

I'm gonna get a cousin! I gotta tell Rachel Looking around Lance couldn't see her anywhere. Walking and looking around for her, he bumped into someone and fell. Oww.. ok that did not hurt, Lance looked around and then up. Oh. Tia, guess I won't tell Rachel... I wanna meet my new cousin. Determination covered his face as he stood up.

Looking back at her yellow glow and her belly had a purple tinge, that confirmed it. Looking her straight in the eyes lance spoke.

"When can I meet my primo? I want to meet them now." Lance's voice was clear and gave no room for misunderstanding. Camila was floored confusion drawn onto her face like an unfinished sketch.

"What?" Tavio asked, Lance looked at him weird, like a glare but confused. "I want to meet my primo, and you are not who I asked"

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The Druid was quick to follow the orders given bringing some tea and some food akin to chicken noodle soup. How they got the soup in space, Lance does not know but the familiarness grounded him. After the fiasco with the yellow liquid being repeatedly throw on him, Lance was petty cold. Not to say the liquid was cold it was actually petty warm but the absence of the heat source after brought the chill.

Confused and wary of his situation Lance didn't make any attempt to communicate to the Druid much to the Druids terror, it was kinda funny but unsettling at the same time. Why was this guy who was head to toe covered in a cloak ranging at 7ft fluttering about in a worried manner. For fucks sake lance still had one hand cuffed to the cot.

The screen that was used for the demented group call was now used to display a contact and message logs, like a weird discord server. What caught both room occupants attention was the new message and the sound that accompanied it. In the weird language Lance couldn't understand it but it sent the Druid into a frenzy of tidying up.

There were foot steps echoing from the hall but sounded different from the typical sentries wandering the halls. Lighter but more important.  The doors opened and there it was, the depiction of evils right hand. Lance tensed Haggar in all her cloaked glory.

As it walked in she it paused and it's gasp Broke the silence, Haggar slowly walked over to lance's stiff form she it just seemed to be observing him but soon it reached out a hand and cressed his face, giving Lance what was probably meant to be a comforting smile but looked more like a demented grin.

"What have they done to you?" Haggar says not waiting for a response. "You are a gift and they didn't even try to get you back" a pause only emphasized by the sorrow on Haggar's face and confusion on Lances. I was starved, kidnapped and tortured probably on your bosses order, how I got on that ship is still weird as heck.