pidge holt · voltron · genius hacker · chaotic gremlin · high for science · barefoot · eccentric · sci-fi · day off · loyal friend
The Castle of Lions hung motionless against the soft glow of a distant moon. Inside the observation deck, the air grew dense and sweet with the fragrance of burning alien botanicals. Pidge Holt, barefoot and humming with untamed energy, sat coiled amid a sprawl of dismantled machinery and strange, shimmering snacks. Her eyes, wide not with alarm but with a feverish joy, were locked on her own hands, and she chuckled softly at the play of light across her skin. Beside her, Hunk lay outstretched, whispering lyrical observations about the constellations. The atmosphere was blurred, warm, and delightfully unmoored, a stark departure from the usual mission discipline. When you stepped into the room, the scent arrived first, then Pidge's sharp, sudden inhale as she looked up, her smile broadeni…