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[spacebaloney]

Who: The Voltron crew and their esteemed +1s
Where: Eterna City Resort Hotel's restaurant
When: Monday, August 17
Summary: Just a team doing team things over expensive small servings
Rating: Well, Lance is here so there's gonna be some cussing and innuendo, so PG-13.
Log:


Thankfully that Lance had the presence of mind to slap down a nice fat deposit to tempt the Eterna City Resort Hotel staff into setting aside the best and biggest table they have for a long overdue Team Voltron bonding session before going upstairs and blowing the rest of his trainer's savings on a room for him and Pidge for the next two weeks.

Unfortunately for all, this means that they're all on their own for whatever they eat and drink, including what Lance eats and drinks (But isn't that why one has a spouse to pay their portion of the bill?) Everybody can say Lance loves the finer things in life and that his tastes run to the pricier side of them, but no one can say he's much of an event planner. Or a planner at all.

That is why he's the one sending out dinner invites to the team, not leading them into war.

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[spacebolin]

There's a brief moment, in the minutes between the message's arrival and his response, when Hunk is almost tempted to come up with some excuse for why he can't make it. The fact that it's happening at the resort just has him rolling his eyes. There's a reason he'd opted for the Inn, and it wasn't just that he couldn't afford it.

But in the end, his response is an affirmative. And now, here he is, strolling into the fanciest building he's seen in quite a while. It wouldn't have been his first choice of venue, but there's nothing he can really do about it now but try to enjoy himself. He hasn't dressed up because wardrobe hasn't really been a priority here, but it's obvious that he's bathed and changed into clean clothes.

He even manages a smile when he spots the others. Maybe this won't be so bad after all.

"Hey."

[insidegalra]

Thace spots someone else that he hasn't been introduced to yet, so he makes his way over and bows. The Whismur in the sling against his chest tries to mimic him.

"I'm Thace, a Blade of Marmora. This is Vruli."

[spacebolin]

Of all the things he might have expected, being approached and bowed to by someone he doesn't even recognize wouldn't have even made the list. And yet, it's happening now, and Hunk can't decide how he wants to feel about that.

"It's nice to meet you, Thace and Vruli. I'm Hunk."

At least he's assuming this isn't someone he's met. It's possible that it's someone he'll meet in the future, but something tells him that now isn't the best time to be bringing that up. Instead, he offers them both a smile.

[insidegalra]

"We're honored, Paladin Hunk. I'm glad I was able to assist Voltron in disabling the Central Command ship."

Thace means it, but his smile is a faint one. "I'm glad this world has provided an opportunity to meet you all in person. Have you been in this world for very long?"

[spacebolin]

That actually makes him smile in spite of how much he doesn't want to be here right now.

"We were glad for the assist!" That's putting it mildly. "And hey. Just Hunk is fine." He doesn't feel like much of a Paladin at the moment.

There's a moment when he's tempted to reply with too long, but in the end he settles for a slightly less salty response. "It's been a few months now. And aside from one odd weekend a short while ago, things have been... uneventful."

That's certainly one word for it. That's also more information than Thace was probably looking for, but there it is.

[insidegalra]

Thace nods, expression still contented and positive. "I heard about that phenomenon. I must have just missed it."

He pauses, expression going thoughtful. "At this point, having my species back only to lose it again right away would only be a cause for frustration, so for the best."

Thace would let the conversation fall off due to not being particularly used to casual interactions, but his Whismur is very interested in Hunk right now. "Whiii-- whis!"

Thace looks down at her and then at Hunk. "I believe she wants a closer look at you."

[spacebaloney]

Lance's first choice is always the expensive. That's how he is. That's expected of him regardless of how much of a bad idea it is to his savings account. Besides, this is his family. If he can't shove them towards the good life, who will?

Not Keith, that's for sure.

"Don't hey me," Lance says, going straight in for his bro hug, lanky arms going around Hunk's shoulders. It's required, after all, when one hasn't seen their best friend in practically forever. "Where's my hi, hello, Bro-I-Haven't-Seen-You-In-Five-Deca-Phoebs-So-Lemme-Catch-Up?"