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[the_tailor]

Who: Lance and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: 6/6


[Life hasn't made sense in a long time for him. Ever since the day that Shiro returned to Earth and they found the Blue Lion, it had been one crazy thing after another to the point where he never knew what the next minute would bring. How long has it been? Months? How many?

And then, of course, this has to happen. He paces around the deck he's on, still clad in his armor, looking extremely worried.]

Quiznak. Not good, not good. This is a joke, right? Some really, really elaborate practical joke that Coran's playing on us. Which, dude, not the time or the place! But if this really is real and I didn't just hit my head super hard and went into another coma...

[He covers his face with his hands and groans.]

I gotta save the universe, not be in Big Brother in space! I have to find Blue somehow. I don't care what that dumb computer says, there's got to be some way out of here, or at least to get in contact with the others... There has to be.

[Lance stops, looking down, and mumbles to himself.]

I don't want to be here alone.

Comments

[ladybro]

Oh, yeah?

[ she'll play this out. ]

What fields are those?

[the_tailor]

[He didn't think that far.]

You know! He might be the big, buff beefcake and all, but I like to think I have the edge in social situations. You can't beat natural magnetic charm.

[ladybro]

Magnetic charm, huh?

[ she grins. ]

That's why I only wear precious metals. None of that cheap alloy crap for me; I'd rather not get stuck.

[the_tailor]

You might not be able to stop it anyway.

[ladybro]

...I think I'll manage.

[the_tailor]

Just giving you a heads up in advance so you're not taken by surprise.

Sooooo, you're from Earth too, right?

[ladybro]

New York, originally. [ ... ] But I live in Venice Beach, these days. Well. The days prior to being here.

[the_tailor]

Oh man, I always dreamed about going to New York. How is it there? And...uh, Venice Beach is...California, right?

[His geography knowledge isn't always the best.]

I'm from Cuba, but I was going to school in the States up until the whole riding-giant-robot-lion-into-space-and-ending-up-in-galactic-war thing happened.

[ladybro]

New York is the best -- [ except for when it isn't. but that's a long story, and not one for first meetings. ] But, yeah, I'm on the west coast now.

Where were you going to school? What were you studying?

[ she's nosy. ]

[the_tailor]

I was at the Galaxy Garrison, studying to be a pilot. Shiro went there too, and Keith was in my class--I guess if you know Shiro, you probably know Keith too.

[He'll leave out the while Keith getting kicked out thing, though. Not his story to tell.]

[ladybro]

We've not met. But I know he's around. I'm afraid I've only been exposed to Shiro so far.

[ a beat. ]

From how he tells it, you guys are kind of a handful.

[the_tailor]

I resent that insinuation! I mean, sure, Keith's a hothead, but I'm...totally cool in every way.

[Truly, he is.]

[ladybro]

-- You know, it's the guys who have to insist they're cool that are usually actually the least cool of all.

[the_tailor]

I'm not insisting, I'm just pointing it out! You'll know when we finally get to meet.

[ladybro]

I'm looking forward to it. [ ... ] It won't take you long to get assigned off the Marsiva. We can have you over for dinner.

[ -- which sounds a little too domestic, she realizes, so she's quick to clarify: ] I'm the ship cook.

[the_tailor]

Have me over for--oh. Oh, jeez, you scared me for a sec there, it sounded like the whole "couple inviting someone over for dinner" thing.

[He laughs a little.]

Cook, huh? You'd get along with my best bud Hunk. He's an incredible chef.

[ladybro]

Oh, God, no. We're not -- [ she waves her hands at the device. ]

There just aren't many tangible people on the Blameless. It gets a little lonely. I'm sure he'd love if you came over for a meal.

[padadin]

--Lance!

[That familiar way of scolding his name comes from her communicator. Because yeah, he's standing some steps behind her. He just wanted a glass of water, and this is what he finds!

And then she's saying... oh gosh. Blushing a little bit, Shiro grabs the bridge of his nose and mumbles to her.]

...sorry about him.

[ladybro]

[ -- at the sound of his voice, she nearly jumps out of her skin. not spooked, exactly, but somewhere approaching startled. and when she turns on a bare heel and sees him standing there kate puts a hand over her heart. gee, shiro... ]

You don't hafta apologize. Really. [ she gives her head a shake. ] I kinda brought it on myself.

[ but it's just their small crew -- some of which can't even be reliably seen. it's become second nature to talk about them like a narrow little family unit. ]

[the_tailor]

[Oh, hey leader dude. Lance grins, giving him a wave and....wait.

Hold up.

The grin slowly turns sly.]

Shiro, my man, you should see your face right now!

[padadin]

[He gives her an apologizing look for the spooking, and he would say sorry again if she wasn't asking him not to. He shakes his head too.]

It isn't your fault, he has the habit to-- [..twitch.] -that.

[Vague hand gesture to indicate Lance is being himself. Thank goodness he can't see that grin.

Look, it's the leader voice, just for Lance.] Behave.

[ladybro]

[ maybe shiro can't see the grin, but kate can. she tilts her head before glancing up at her crewmate. ]

Aw, cut him some slack. He's not that bad. [ a beat. ] No need to sound so chilling and stern.

[the_tailor]

Aw, c'mon, there's no need to be embarrassed. We all get flustered around pretty ladies sometimes, and Kate most definitely falls under that category.

[Wink!]

It's okay, I don't think a day's passed that he hasn't used that voice on me.

[padadin]

[Wow, excuse you, he's not flustered in front of-- did he just hit on her. This can't be happening. And she told him-- oh god, that's going straight to Lance's ego, and-- and now he's the bad guy? WHAT'S GOING ON ANYMORE?]

I'm not that bad either. [Every day? He doesn't scold Lance every day! Gee, don't make him look bad in front of her! Not that he cares. Lance totally needs scolding. Uh-huh!] ...dinner all together does sound nice. Keith can come too.

[There, see, he wants his family to meet her. And to like her. And she, them. And he's saying this with a perfect poker face, no flustering, thank you very much.]

[ladybro]

[ -- oh, brother. don't both of you make her roll her eyes. she'll do it; she really will. ]

Alright, alright. [ she waves a hand as though to ward off what otherwise feels like an inevitable them thing. if she at all noticed lance saying she was pretty, she seems to make no note of it. why should she? she's heard it all before. ] That's the important thing: dinner. I can probably put something together with what we've got on board -- hopefully they don't take too long to assign you to a ship, Lance.