Fogged Breath (Asthmatic Lance)

Fogged Breath

All in all the mission was quite a simple one; they were sent to a planet to investigate a supposed abandoned Galra base to see if there was anyone or anything left behind that could prove useful to them. It was located on a desolate ice planet, where there was billowing freezing cold air rushing over the ground, and snow and ice whipping around wildly. Now, the paladin armour kept the paladins quite warm, except the air they were breathing in was still below zero. This wasn't a problem for most of the paladins, except of course for Lance.

"Guys, how long do you think this is going to take?" He asked from the back of the group. None of them turned to look at him, distracted by the sights of giant ice peaks all around them.

"I'm not sure Lance, we don't have much information," Shiro finally answered. Lance nodded his head, knowing that the others couldn't see him. He wasn't feeling the effects yet but he knew that eventually they would show; learning the hard way his first cold winter in America. He wasn't sure what they were going to do if he suddenly started having an attack, he had left his emergency inhaler in his room at the Garrison the night they left. Hopefully, with all the technology on the ship, they would have an oxygen tank and mask if it came down to it.

"Alright team, be on high alert," Shiro announced as the base finally came into their sights. They cautiously approached the entrance and were relived to see no Galra, as they suspected.

"It looks like this place doesn't have any power," Pidge commented.

"Do you think we can pry it open?" Shiro asked.

"It looks like a simple sliding mechanism, like the automatic doors at a mall," Hunk answered starting to push his fingers into the space between the two doors. He managed to open them a crack and Keith joined him, both taking one side to pull to the side. They let the others pass by them before sliding in, the doors started closing behind them but stopped with a wide space still open, letting the snow trickle in. They shrugged and trailed behind the others and they held their bayards up, tense and ready for an attack.

"We'll split up here," Shiro announced. "Pidge, will you be able to pull any data off the computers?" he asked.

"There's always a chance, I don't know exactly how Altean technology works at extracting data like that but we might able to get something," she replied pulling up the mini computer on her wrist.

"Let's try it," he smiled. "You and I will go to the server room, Keith take the first hallway, Hunk the second, and Lance the third, see if you can find anything of interest, or people that were left behind, we don't know how long ago the Galra left so be careful," he commanded.

"Aye aye Captain," Lance said with a mock salute. Shiro smiled in response and put a hand on Pidge's shoulder as they walked away. The other three nodded to each other and went their separate ways.

"We'll meet in the same place once we're finished our patrols, it isn't a large base so it shouldn't take too long," Shiro's voice said over the coms. Lance felt a small wave of relief wash over him. Maybe they would be in and out before his asthma set in. However, his hope was quickly dashed, as he peeked into a room about halfway down his hallway he could hear his lungs give a slight wheeze.

"Son of a bitch," he bit out quietly. He could already feel his breaths getting shallower and he pressed his hand into his chest trying to draw in a deeper breath. It only led to a deep pain in his chest and he decided to continue to the next door, eager to finish his job and return to the checkpoint and wait for his teammates. It wasn't long before he made to the end of his hallway and started making his way back.

"We weren't able to pull much, but we got some information," Pidge said excitedly. Lance felt a smile go over his face at the sound of the girl's voice, able to picture the smile on her face.