Hunk (
legs4days) wrote in
driftfleet2017-08-06 05:34 pm
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001 [Video/Action]
Who: Hunk and EVERYONE~
Broadcast: Open, Fleet wide
Action: SS Heron
When: Today
[A - Network/Video]
[Oh man, not again. Being kidnapped by some unknown alien force really needed to stop happening. What are even the odds of that? Is there a card you can get stamped? And just in case waking up alone in this very stark room wasn't bad enough, his head was killing him. Probably from the alien lo-jack that he felt behind his ear. Or... that's what he assuming the bump was. But he could worry about that later. He needed to find the others.
Shaking off the headache he slipped off the bed to head for the door. It was eerily quiet as he entered the Hospitably Deck and he paused. The place looked abandoned. Oooookay. This isn't creepy at all. He scanned the area, searching for anything that remotely looked like control panel and made a b-line for it.
The feed flicked on to reveal the image of a young man wearing quite the colorful space suit. His expression brightened seeing that the video was going through.]
There we go.... Hello? Lance? Guys? Is anyone picking up this transmission? This is Hunk, Yellow Paladin of Voltron and I have no idea where I am. I thought I saw a sign that said 'Hospitality Deck' but there doesn't seem to be anyone here. I'd at least expect cupcakes.
Except there is some smooth jazz playing in the distance somewhere? Which just makes me being alone even creepier.
If anyone is getting this, please respond.
[B - SS Heron Bridge]
[There was a sudden new surprise for the crew of the SS Heron. With a flash of confetti and the fanfare of tiny trumpets, a very confused looking Hunk was now standing in the middle of their bridge. He barely had time to send a broadcast let alone explore the previous ship he was on before he was whisked away again. Man, today just keep getting weirder.]
Hello? Anyone here?
[He picked the confetti from his hair as he scanned the room. Defiantly not on the Castle, but hey, its not galra either so... glass half full? And wait a second. Does his eyes deceive him? Was that a plate of chocolate pudding? It was that moment his stomach decided to make it's presence known. When was the last time he ate? Honestly, he couldn't remember which means it was too long. You know, you can't think when your tank is empty.
Sliding on over to the plate, Hunk picked up one of the small cups and was instantly filled with regret the moment its contents touched his lips. Blech! That wasn't chocolate! It was just paste to taste like chocolate which is just an insult to real chocolate! A wave of betrayal washed over his face as he stared down at the cup in his hands.]
Great.... I'm missing food goo already.
Broadcast: Open, Fleet wide
Action: SS Heron
When: Today
[A - Network/Video]
[Oh man, not again. Being kidnapped by some unknown alien force really needed to stop happening. What are even the odds of that? Is there a card you can get stamped? And just in case waking up alone in this very stark room wasn't bad enough, his head was killing him. Probably from the alien lo-jack that he felt behind his ear. Or... that's what he assuming the bump was. But he could worry about that later. He needed to find the others.
Shaking off the headache he slipped off the bed to head for the door. It was eerily quiet as he entered the Hospitably Deck and he paused. The place looked abandoned. Oooookay. This isn't creepy at all. He scanned the area, searching for anything that remotely looked like control panel and made a b-line for it.
The feed flicked on to reveal the image of a young man wearing quite the colorful space suit. His expression brightened seeing that the video was going through.]
There we go.... Hello? Lance? Guys? Is anyone picking up this transmission? This is Hunk, Yellow Paladin of Voltron and I have no idea where I am. I thought I saw a sign that said 'Hospitality Deck' but there doesn't seem to be anyone here. I'd at least expect cupcakes.
Except there is some smooth jazz playing in the distance somewhere? Which just makes me being alone even creepier.
If anyone is getting this, please respond.
[B - SS Heron Bridge]
[There was a sudden new surprise for the crew of the SS Heron. With a flash of confetti and the fanfare of tiny trumpets, a very confused looking Hunk was now standing in the middle of their bridge. He barely had time to send a broadcast let alone explore the previous ship he was on before he was whisked away again. Man, today just keep getting weirder.]
Hello? Anyone here?
[He picked the confetti from his hair as he scanned the room. Defiantly not on the Castle, but hey, its not galra either so... glass half full? And wait a second. Does his eyes deceive him? Was that a plate of chocolate pudding? It was that moment his stomach decided to make it's presence known. When was the last time he ate? Honestly, he couldn't remember which means it was too long. You know, you can't think when your tank is empty.
Sliding on over to the plate, Hunk picked up one of the small cups and was instantly filled with regret the moment its contents touched his lips. Blech! That wasn't chocolate! It was just paste to taste like chocolate which is just an insult to real chocolate! A wave of betrayal washed over his face as he stared down at the cup in his hands.]
Great.... I'm missing food goo already.

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Ah... Hang on, let he look.
[Lance could see Hunk looking around, ducking out of frame for a minute.]
I'm on a ship called the SS Heron.
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[Because as soon as possible, he's making his way there. AKA right now. Lance is flying that shuttle as fast as she can push it, tyvm.]
Action
Hunk tucked his personal comm away before taking off into the bowels of the SS Heron. It didn't take long to find what Hunk assumed was the cargo bay. He could barely contain his excitement as he waited for his best bro to board. Hunk made a hug with his name on it.]
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Hunk!!!
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Haha, hey Lance. This is quite the welcome.
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[He's been friends with Hunk for so long, and they've always been at each other's side. To suddenly have that torn away from him in his time so far at the fleet has flat out sucked.]
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[Hunk sounded confused. Where he came from, he had just seen Lance. But still! Poor Lance! The intensity of the hug increased as Hunk smothered him with love.]
I'm sorry man. Has it really been months? That sounds awful! Well, I'm here now. Better late than never?
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Yep. I mean, I've had Shiro and Keith around, and Pidge showed up not all that long after me...plus, the princess, and now Shay... So I've managed, but, you know. No one holds a candle to my best bro in the world.
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Yeah, I heard everyone else was here too. Not sure how I feel about seeing Shay here. I mean, I like seeing her, but its know you.... here. She seems to be doing okay so that's good. [He quickly gave Lance a once over.] But how are you holding up? You've been here a couple months? The last thing I remember was us fighting Zarkon and Shiro disappeared so it feels I just saw you.
Unless I passed out for months and I just didn't realize....
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[He gives a little chuckle.]
I've been okay, I guess? You just missed my birthday! We had a laser tag party and everything, it was awesome. Other than that, uhhh... Some crazy stuff happened when I first got here where we ended up in each others' minds, but it's nothing you gotta worry about now.
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[Trying his best not to go off again on another space-time bread rant, cause last time, he could see Shiro's eyes glaze over. And Lance would probably have a similar reaction.
But his face fell hearing Lance had a birthday.]
What? You had a birthday? Ahhh man! I can't believe I missed it. But it sounds like you had a good time though. Hey, now that I'm here let me make it up to you. Do you want me to do anything for you for a belated birthday gift?
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Bro, you being here is the best birthday gift a guy can ask for. Seriously. This place is weird as heck, but it wasn't the same without you.
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If I would have known, I would have put a bow on or something. There's confetti on the bridge I could throw. [Hunk chuckled for a moment before his eyes fluttered.] Whoa wait man. Does that mean you're older than me now?
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...Huh. Y'know... I think I am. Technically, I just turned 18 here, and if you're from where you say you were, you're still technically 17, right? [He grins.] I get to be the big brother now!
[Clearly, that excites him.]
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Guess that means I’ll be looking up to you. Well, not up cause, you know, height differences. I’ll always be the big brother. But you know what I mean. So… do you feel more mature?
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[He hums at the question, tapping his chin.]
You know, I think I do. More living, more experiences to learn from, all that.