Takashi "Shiro" Shirogane (銀貴) (
padadin) wrote in
driftfleet2017-12-16 04:00 pm
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[Open] Back in Black
Who: Shiro and you
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Also yes (Blameless)
When: Saturday morning
1. Friday night - closed to Kate - action
[He leaves the same way he showed up in the Marsiva: with the blink of an eye, a poof. Time passes at home - a long time in fact, long and awful, and his memories of the fleet never visit him there. So when he finally returns (again, in the same way, just a poof) those two set of memories collapse, leaving him a bit shaken, and with a chill running through his body under his armor (which he's wearing right now, helmet included).
He doesn't realize where he is at first - doesn't notice that the place he's landed on it's too soft, doesn't notice the presence of a woman and a dog next to him. At first he just sits up on the bed and cries out--]
Guys! Keith!
[And it's then, sitting up and letting his eyes meet something else than a ceiling, that he realizes he's not in Voltron anymore.]
What-- [He takes his helmet off, showing his new haircut, and looks around, giving his mind a moment to put the memories together. Hard to do when he finally turns and sees her, though. His eyes widen and his heart skips a beat.] ...Kate?
2. Saturday morning - open - video (or action if you want)
[Ah yes, a video broadcast, which is... not what Shiro intended. He's trying for just voice here, but we all know Atroma. If someone is getting glitched, then that's getting recorded. Gotta take care of those ratings! So when the video starts, Shiro isn't looking at the screen of the communicator resting on the sink, he's looking at himself in the mirror, a little frown on his face. He's only wearing a white tanktop, which shows some of the scars and gashes on his shoulders and muscled arms (or more like arm), and his hair is... well. Different, to say the least.]
Good morning, fleet. This is Shiro. Me and my team came back last night. I wanted to rest before talking to everyone but-- [A sigh.] I don't think Atroma likes it when I take breaks. [To be fair, the universe doesn't like it when Shiro takes breaks. He looks down at the strands of hair in his hand (it seems he's tried to cut it with no luck) and throws them in a bin before picking up the communicator and leaving the bathroom. Sorry for the awkward angle there!] Has anyone ever tried to counter or stop an augment glitch before? Can it be done?
[He doubts it, but can't hurt to ask. Back in the hallway, there's something waiting for him - or more like someone. A someone that barks, and Shiro's expression finally softens before he crouches to pick up certain ball of black and purple fur.]
I suppose not all gifts are that bad if-- [Just like that, the feed is suddenly off. Guess who thinks the communicator is a chewing toy?]
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Also yes (Blameless)
When: Saturday morning
1. Friday night - closed to Kate - action
[He leaves the same way he showed up in the Marsiva: with the blink of an eye, a poof. Time passes at home - a long time in fact, long and awful, and his memories of the fleet never visit him there. So when he finally returns (again, in the same way, just a poof) those two set of memories collapse, leaving him a bit shaken, and with a chill running through his body under his armor (which he's wearing right now, helmet included).
He doesn't realize where he is at first - doesn't notice that the place he's landed on it's too soft, doesn't notice the presence of a woman and a dog next to him. At first he just sits up on the bed and cries out--]
Guys! Keith!
[And it's then, sitting up and letting his eyes meet something else than a ceiling, that he realizes he's not in Voltron anymore.]
What-- [He takes his helmet off, showing his new haircut, and looks around, giving his mind a moment to put the memories together. Hard to do when he finally turns and sees her, though. His eyes widen and his heart skips a beat.] ...Kate?
2. Saturday morning - open - video (or action if you want)
[Ah yes, a video broadcast, which is... not what Shiro intended. He's trying for just voice here, but we all know Atroma. If someone is getting glitched, then that's getting recorded. Gotta take care of those ratings! So when the video starts, Shiro isn't looking at the screen of the communicator resting on the sink, he's looking at himself in the mirror, a little frown on his face. He's only wearing a white tanktop, which shows some of the scars and gashes on his shoulders and muscled arms (or more like arm), and his hair is... well. Different, to say the least.]
Good morning, fleet. This is Shiro. Me and my team came back last night. I wanted to rest before talking to everyone but-- [A sigh.] I don't think Atroma likes it when I take breaks. [To be fair, the universe doesn't like it when Shiro takes breaks. He looks down at the strands of hair in his hand (it seems he's tried to cut it with no luck) and throws them in a bin before picking up the communicator and leaving the bathroom. Sorry for the awkward angle there!] Has anyone ever tried to counter or stop an augment glitch before? Can it be done?
[He doubts it, but can't hurt to ask. Back in the hallway, there's something waiting for him - or more like someone. A someone that barks, and Shiro's expression finally softens before he crouches to pick up certain ball of black and purple fur.]
I suppose not all gifts are that bad if-- [Just like that, the feed is suddenly off. Guess who thinks the communicator is a chewing toy?]

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[she tilts her head, eyebrows raised] Is it a problem?
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[Yeah, great news and all, but he still can't help wincing at that question.]
It's an annoyance.
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[huh] You could put in a ponytail. Or braid it.
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[Sorry, Baku, the hair comes with bad memories. So he's being more bothered than he should be. Atroma sure knows what they're doing for ratings.]
The braid sounds like a good idea. I just hope the glitch doesn't last long.
[Famous last words...]
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You could put it in a bun, too. I think that's popular nowadays. [...] That's really just asking for it to last long, you know.
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I don't know if your nowadays is my nowadays, but I will try different styles and see what's better. [A sigh.] If the ratings are good, I don't think what I say will matter much.
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My nowadays is probably different. Humans haven't made it to space yet. [she hums] That, too. You may as well get used to it.
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I keep finding people who come from an Earth before space exploration became a thing. I'm sorry this is your first experience, but I hope you're enjoying space anyway. [Can you tell how much THIS NERD LOVES SPACE!]
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They've been to the moon in my world and sent probes and robots and whatnot further, but that's about it. It isn't so bad here, though. There's a lot of humanoid-like aliens, they're interesting.
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[He bets NASA is still around for Baku, too. Everyone seems to remember NASA. Quiznak, that's old.]
I'm glad to hear that. Space is amazing, and some times I'm afraid Atroma may be ruining it for people with their choice of planets to visit.
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But they also send us to planets like the one we're at now.
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I adopted one so I could nap with him. I think he thinks I'm really a cat.
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Technically only part cat? Baku, what exactly are you, if it's ok to ask?
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I'm a baku, of course.
[that might explain it or not explain anything at all. She has to have some fun, okay]
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You mean... like the dream eater?
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[oh so casually] Not "like". I am the dream eater.
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[He's grown up hearing the stories... There's a pause before he finally dares to ask.]
Have you... have you been eating the dreams of the fleet crews?
[His. He wants to know about his dreams.]
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[she tilts her head, regarding him curiously] I don't do it without that.
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That's very nice of you. Because... if you eat them, you can know what's in them, right? That's how the story went.
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[a shrug] It's none of my business.
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...thank you. For telling me. You're very responsible. Some the stories weren't so-- [Yeah, ok, let's not go there. He shakes his head.] Have you been getting enough "food"?
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[at the the second question, though . . . a shrug] I get enough to survive. I'm not supposed to ask if I can eat someone's dreams, but if it becomes necessary I'll ask; it's another rule I'll have to break. [on the very short list of rules she can break without repercussions]
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