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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

[the_tailor]

Shot? You a ranged fighter too?

[He perks up even more at the thought. And--don't worry, Shiro. He'll keep the flirting to a bare minimum, because he's getting much, much better ideas now. Lance gives a wink right back.]

Yeah, I think we can manage somehow.

[padadin]

[...he's regretting this already.

Shiro isn't sulking. He's a Paladin of Voltron, Leader of the Team, he doesn't sulk. Except he may be right now. Just a little bit! Nothing noticeable. Not at all. (A sarge, seriously...)]

I think I'm going to the gym. [Because he needs to punch something right now. But he does add one thing before finally leaving the room.] ...try not to break anything, sharpshooters.

[That's not sarge-ing! Just teasing! Promise.]

1/2

[ladybro]

[ kate watches a space beyond where the device records. one beat, two beats, three... ]

2/2

[ladybro]

Coast is clear. [ she smiles. ] He's gone.

[ and to loop back around to lance's question? ] I'm an archer. Most of the time.

[the_tailor]

[He can't help but laugh, shaking his head. Honestly, it's really good to see Shiro making friends that aren't just his teammates. Lord knows the guy needs them.]

Pass along an apology for me, will ya? Shiro's a great guy, the greatest I've ever known, but I can be...uh, a bit of a brat sometimes, and he knows it.

[But on other matters, like their apparent shared awesomeness.]

That's awesome. I've always been a really good shot, so I'm the rifleman of the team, basically. The sharpshooter, Shiro called me.

[He's still preening over that, can you blame him?]

[ladybro]

[ what shiro needs is to relax and kate would be the first person to tell him so. hypocritically, of course, because she's not exactly practicing what she preaches. ]

Maybe you and I will have to have a friendly competition some time.

[the_tailor]

[Shiro really does need to relax. Honestly, Lance hopes they find a planet somewhere with a decent spa, because of all the people he knows that needs a spa day, it's him.]

Definitely! I'll make sure not to go easy on you.

[ladybro]

[ oh, honey, that's cute. ]

And, gee, I'll try not to do the same.

[ sarcasm drips. ]

[the_tailor]

Hey, I was trying to say that I don't doubt your abilities or anything! It was a nice thing!

[ladybro]

[ sure, sure. ]

-- So. Guns only? Or do you deign to play darts?

[the_tailor]

I'm down with both.

[ladybro]

[ she's not a fan of guns, herself -- but she can use them. shoot true with them, too. but she can't help but ask: ]

Ever try your hand at archery?

[the_tailor]

A handful of times, yep, though I never really had the opportunity to. It's not crazy popular outside of like ren faires and stuff.

[ladybro]

Arguably, that's mostly the same back home. But there are a few of us. [ ... ] Archers, I mean. Professional ones.