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driftfleet2017-09-23 12:37 pm
the_tailor) wrote in driftfleet2017-09-23 12:37 pm
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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.]
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.]
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I'm definitely not as confusing as Coran.
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I'm just not very open.
[He shrugged a little self-consciously and looked away.]
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[Shrug.]
The option's there if you want it. You're, uh-- You're...cómo se dice... Important. So. You know.
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Yeah. I'll remember that.
[He hoped he didn't look as surprised as he felt anyway.]
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[He absently rubs at his arm, looking a little sheepish.]
Sorry, I probably sound really stupid.
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No.
[He looked towards Lance, but kept his gaze downcast, maybe a little flustered.]
It was a nice thing to say.
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[Yeah, Keith isn't the only one a little flustered.]
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Mm. Yeah.
[OKAY SO WOW WHAT TIME WAS IT AND WAS SHIRO OFF THE SHIP YET because he suddenly felt very flustered and awkward.]
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[Fiddle, fiddle, fiddle with his sleeve...]
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Sure thing.
[He'd extend the same, but Lance had already decided he could invite himself over whenever he wanted to use Keith's board for silly messages and sometimes lewd drawings, so he didn't mention it.]