Lance loved his team he did, but he also knew they sometimes forgot about him. Today was a good example of that. They had gone down planetside to search for some food supplies, and everyone split up. He kept cracking jokes and eventually Pidge muted him. Which helped to lead to his current predicament, he was stuck on the planet and the castle left about four hours ago, Pidge didn't just mute him she removed any audio going in or out. Lance's guess was that they thought he was on board when he wasn't. He just stood there as he watched them portal away, no way of contacting them, and based off the plans earlier they'd be a good three galaxies over by the time they noticed he was gone.
The sun was setting and the plant was made up of mostly dense jungle, it was humid and hot even as it became dark. Lance knew it would be a while before anyone came for him so he started to hunt for a spot where he could camp for the night. He pushed forward through some vines and trees to find a hidden tree grove. He did a sweep of the perimeter and used the vines around the grove to hide it better from the outside but allowed him to see was beyond the tree line. He took his helmet off and checked his rations.
5 ration bars and 3 water packs. If he was here for any longer then a day he would need to hunt and find a way to purify some water. He didn't have anything else in his armour's compartments, everything else was in Blue who was currently offline in the castle with everyone else.
"I have the worse luck." He hunkered down for the night.
Not even an hour later and Lance had to move from where he was. A giant raptor-like creature had found him and was currently chasing him around the jungle. Lance looked back for a brief moment to see where it was, big mistake as suddenly there was no ground beneath his feet. His eye shut and hands made their way to protect his head as his helmet was back in the grove. Soon pain radiated through his head as he rolled down the cliff side. His side rammed into something jutting out of cliff side, his eye's opened briefly before the darkness enveloped his vision and the pain subsided.
The next time Lance opened his eyes, the moon was high in the sky and all the pain from before came radiating back. He quickly checked his head and discovered no blood his back and chest were in pain but nothing penetrated his armour nor was the under armour sticking to him in an ungodly blood like way. He chances one look at his leg and knew it was broken, however, the armour was acting like a splint. Lance knew he couldn't stay put as there was growling above him, he'd bet his other leg that that creature was still hunting him up there. Lance pushed himself up into a standing position and forced himself forward despite the pain. There was a stream ahead where he could cool off a bit, the humidity was horrible, but that plan was put on the back burner, he could hear some loose pebbles tumbling down but he was hoping to any god that would listen it wasn't what he thought. Looking back Lance could see the raptor creature making its way down and this time two others had joined. So instead of stopping at the stream, he limped himself through it and to the other side where a flat field of tall grass was. Running was hard but he needed that head start on them. He refused to look back this time and briefly remember that he has dropped his Bayard somewhere while fighting the one earlier in the night. He was halfway across the field when he saw the giant tree that could have easily been a mountain, he mind numbly remembered he couldn't stop moving and despite the broken leg he picked up his pace to try and reach the tree then climb it. Though he was kind of aware of the fact that if they were anything like raptors were depicted on earth there was a possibility they could climb the tree but it wouldn't stop him. As the tree got closer so did the Raptors, one came up beside him and tried to bite his side but lance dodged by jumping forward, he landed weirdly which in turn broke the ankle of his already broken leg. The jump allowed him to finally reach the tree. The roots were giant and had just enough space for him to pass through but not the things chasing him. Quickly making his way to the centre of the roots, Lance leaned back to catch his breath.
Black dots darted across his vision but he blinked it away. The Raptors, as he decided to name them, were able to shove their nose in but could do nothing further, they scratched at the roots and tried clawing their way in. He could finally relax, or so he thought as something bite him and his vision danced a once more. Once again, he was knocked unconscious and that was how the team found him, 24 hours later.