Takashi "Shiro" Shirogane (銀貴) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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driftfleet2017-12-16 04:00 pm
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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[He nudges Shiro, laughing a bit, then even more when Procyon all but jumps on Lance to lick his face more.]
Okay, yeah, I do have adorable hissy cat. And you know more than anyone that said cat's a heck of a handful. But, y'know.
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[A chuckle. Oh yes, he knows what a handful that cat can be, Lance deserves the break. Still...]
You told him you were coming, right? He isn't going to wake up and not find you there?
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[He gives a dramatic sigh, moving to hug Procyon some more. You'd never wake him up at butt o clock in the morning, doggo, would you?]
'course I did. What kind of bedmate do you think I am?
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[Let's establish that rule already. Just in case. Lance's choice of words though... Shiro grins a little.]
The people you love, huh?
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[Pause. Paaaaaause. And he goes bright red.]
Wha--I didn't mean it like that, you...you...person!
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[Stupid Shiro. He goes to pet Procyon as well, because he won't tease him, right?]
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[Procyon's only answer is to offer his belly for scratches. More attention, please.]
Since you're here, then you can help. What should I do with all the hair?
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You'll probably want it tied back, since you don't really seem like the kind of person who's used to having so much hair. Sure, you can just pull it up into a ponytail, but if you really want to look good, I can braid it for you.
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I do want it out of my face, and not for it to be an annoyance. If the braid is the best way to do it, go for it.
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[He laughs, giving Procyon one last rub and scratch before looking around.]
Do you have anything you can use as a hair tie laying around?
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[6am hairdressing! He's just teasing. Maybe. Probably. He shows Lance the bit of cloth he torn off his old shirt.]
You can use this.
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[Lance gives another huff of amusement, taking the bit of cloth and placing it next to him. He'll have to get a proper brush for Shiro, but for now he'll work with this, combing through long hair with his fingers just to make sure there's no knots in it. Once he's satisfied, he gets to work, deciding on a simple braid for the moment. He'll get fancier next time when he has a brush to work with.]
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[Teasing or not, Shiro moves to offer Lance his back so he can reach his hair better. He's actually relaxed, managing to forget for a second about the few gashes on his arm and shoulders that his tanktop reveals, and he closes his eyes and sighs quite contently when Lance starts doing his thing. He has to admit, it feels nice.]
what is a week late tag
[He sticks his tongue out at him, even though Shiro can't see his face. Lance takes his time braiding his hair, because really, he has missed being able to do it. Back on Earth, he used to braid one of his older sister's hair all the time, so it brings back memories.]
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[Seeing as Shiro is relaxing while Lance does his hair, Procyon decides to do the same so he moves to drop his small body on his master's lap, which means he soon has metal fingers scratching his belly. Relaxing bliss for Shiro, he didn't think he could have this again.]
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[Because of Reasons.
...some Reasons being how good his boyfriend looks when working out, but, y'know.
Eventually, he finishes braiding Shiro's hair, using the scrap of cloth to tie it up.]
There you go, Shiro. Lookin' good.
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[They have a deal now! He touches the braid and grabs his communicator to see his reflection on the screen. Huh. And Procyon, seeing as his master isn't petting him anymore, goes to ask for it to Lance. Hands are free now, right sharpshooter?]
...huh. It's definitely-- different. [It still brings bad memories, okay.] Thanks, Lance.
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Is it a...bad different? I mean, I could re-do it! Or do it some other way, if you want...
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Yeah, good point. It'll be back to normal soon enough, I'm sure! And until then, I'll make sure it looks good.