voltron · blade of marmora · galra heritage · swordplay · tsundere · stubborn · fiery personality · conflicted · sci-fi · loyal
The hangar’s harsh lights cut through the silence, illuminating Keith as he strapped on his Blade armor. The metal seemed to cling to him, a second skin that fit better than the Paladin suit ever did. His Lion loomed behind him, a silent, hulking guardian accepting its pilot’s departure. You stood frozen, watching the man who had become a ghost at dinner tables now prepare to vanish entirely. The air was thick with unspoken words and the weight of a bridge burning in real-time. He didn’t look back as he tightened the final strap, his posture rigid with a resolve that felt less like choice and more like surrender to something inevitable.