[video] [action]

[the_tailor]

Who: Lance and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Blameless
When: Shortly post planet go boom


[Video]

[The vast majority of people here know Lance as constantly loud, boisterous, all smiles even in the face of bad news. Constantly flitting from person to person, acting as a sort of giant team cheerleader. But this Lance? He looks small and tired. If you squint, you can see a little tremble passing through his body. He can't even muster up one of his trademark smiles right now.]

So that's it, huh? That's...it. That's all we could do.


[Action - Blameless]

[Lance knows he can't just lay here in his room and mope. People need him, he could still help. It's his role to comfort people and to keep their spirits up. He should be doing that, and helping with first aid anyone who got injured. He should, but he can't move from his bed right now. All the fear of this situation is finally settling in--no, it's more like a truck hitting him at full speed.

He's spent all this time helping everyone he can, distracting them, in a way distracting himself, and it's only now after it's all over that he realizes how terrified he's been all along. And especially now, with the dead remains of a planet floating right outside his window... And Looma...

You're useless without your lion and Voltron. Part of him knows that it isn't true; he'd helped some others through the month and he evacuated as many people as he can, but his fear is leaving him hyperfocused on those he couldn't save.]

(no subject)

[namisan]

Who: Bloodsport crew
Broadcast: nope
Action: Guess where
When: 22nd onwards

[Even in the midst of this, we still have new crew shuffled in.  Nice to see the Atroma are all business as usual, right?  Welcoming Kaname to a pretty miserable ship, all things considered. :|]

(no subject)

[mongoosecrow]

Who: Gil + OPEN. Gil + Tyrion. Gil + Dorian.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Iskaulit - Málum
When: Forward dated to a few days after the planet's destruction.


[OPEN - VIDEO]

I think I need a distraction. Poker in Málum?

[OPEN - ACTION]

People seemed interested in playing poker before a planet was evaporated, and now, to Gil, it seemed important to offer a place to decompress and process. Poker was a good way to bond and remind yourself that you were alive. They could also use this game to plan for future poker nights - because they indeed had a future.

He left the invitation open and then found a table in Málum to relax a nurse a couple beers. Anyone could join the game at any time while he was there, and maybe even after if anyone else had a pack of cards.

[TYRION]

He had met Tyrion after the engines had failed. They had been two engineers working together frantically to save as many as possible. That sort of mad dash work leaves an impression, and Gil figures they both could use a drink. A lot of drinks actually.

He sends a private invitation to Tyrion, telling him he'll pay for the first round, and that's how he ends up in the bar again. This time he keeps looking over to the enterance see if Tyrion has arrived.

[DORIAN]

Gil had promised Dorian a drink as soon as they could and so once he has that moment he contacts Dorian and offers to meet in the bar. He honestly feels less nervous about meeting Dorian that he had seeing Tyrion again. With Dorian there was attraction and flirting and there was something intrinsically comforting there. The idea of having the attention of a beautiful man was enough to make a person feel alive - even when faced with so much destruction.

(no subject)

[samahl]

Who: Cyril Lavellan
Broadcast: Fleetwide (accidentally)
Action: Wonderduck
When: After the Shuffle


[WONDERDUCK]

Cyril's welcome to the Fleet was wrought with the despair of losing a planet and the people left on it. He can tell that things are tense even though he's new. This means that he needs to deal with the sudden appearance of information in his mind while also navigating the grief of others. It's a very strange welcome for many reasons.

He isn't sure what he thinks of this place. There's so much he has to take in right away. He has to deal with learning about space travel, different worlds, and technology so far outside of anything that could be found on Thedas. He's impossibly curious about it all, but because of the lingering feeling around the Fleet he isn't sure if now is the time to ask questions.

Instead, he focuses on getting settled. When he was brought here he had on the clothes he wore around High Town, a nice tunic and pants - as well as a prosthetic that was a hand carved out of polished wood rather than any of his functioning ones. He'd have to see about rebuilding something that would be of use when he was piloting. The fake hand was very well crafted and designed to put people at ease, but it didn't let him grip anything easily. However, that could come later - along with all of his questions.


[VIDEO]

[Cyril doesn't seem to realize that he's accidentally started a broadcast. He is closed up in his new room and he had meant to try to get his Sending Crystal to work, but instead it is useless in his hand. The Fleet, however, seems to think that this means he's okay with his message being brought to people here instead. After all, the person he's trying to contact is one of them - even if not in the way that Cyril thinks.]

I don't think this is working, but just in case -- [He turns the crystal over in his hand, examining it as if he can will it to start working. He's alone in this room so he has removed the fake arm, comfortable without the weight of it when he thinks he doesn't have people around to gawk at him for missing a limb.] Just in case you can hear me...

I'm well. I'm in one piece - well, excepting the part we already knew was missing. [It's a joke, and he manages to make his voice casual and even smile a bit as he says it.] Please don't worry, my friend. I'll find a way back home.

I'm surrounded by friendly people. Including.... an enchanted clock? I wish you were here. It would be fun to disparage the character of a mage who puts a man's consciousness into a clock.

[Another joke, and another pause.] Please don't leave Tevinter. What you are Maevaris are doing is vital. If you can hear me, get a message to Leliana instead and know that I'm well and working on returning...

(no subject)

[wingedman]

Who: Sam + open
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Iskaulit & Starstruck
When: 9/23

It's not exactly a day to celebrate, not with the recent events amongst the Fleet - not when they can still see the ruined planet whenever they look outside - but Sam can't really let the day pass totally unnoticed.

That doesn't mean he brings it up to anyone, though.

Instead, he sits at the Space Bar and nurses his way through several rounds of drinks. If someone comes to join him, he'll probably buy them a round or two.

And eventually, he takes a bottle of something back to the Starstruck with him. Steve might've checked himself out of the clinic already, but if he knows Peggy, she'll have him on enforced bedrest if it means she has to sit on him herself. He isn't quite steady as he grabs a pair of glasses from the kitchen and makes his way to Steve and Peggy's cabin, but he's not totally shitfaced, just...a little wobbly.

[ video | action | open ]

[tempredmental]

Who: Keith, and you!
Broadcast: video
Action: on the Huntress and the Iskaulit
When: Right after and the first several days after the meteor hits the planet

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