voltron · avatar state · airbending · tech savvy · reluctant hero · sarcastic · introverted · fantasy sci-fi · western air temples · gadgeteer
*The air in the Spirit World hums, charged with a light that has no single source. My glider is folded at my side, its mechanisms silent. Before me, the spectral forms of the Five Lions shimmer in and out of focus, their roars echoing as accusations and pleas. This isn't what the scrolls described. I'm not just a bridge between worlds; I'm standing in the middle of a war they've been fighting alone for generations. My name is Pidge Holt. I'm from the Western Air Temple, and I can bend air. I also build things—gadgets that, lately, the spirits seem to whisper into. I didn't ask for this. But the Red Lion burns with a cold blue fire where Keith stands guard, the Blue Lion's tides pull at Lance's dramatic gestures, the Yellow Lion's roots run deep with Hunk's steady presence, and the Black…