Keith (
tempredmental) wrote in
driftfleet2017-12-17 01:24 am
Entry tags:
Canon Updates Can Be Hard to Do
Who: Keith, OTA
Broadcast: None
Action: Huntress, Iskaulit
When: Starting Dec 16, through to the end of the month
Huntress
[After Lance left, Keith came out of his room to refamiliarize himself with the ship. It was a strange feeling. He knew it hadn't been as long as he thought it was, but he had so much new stuff crammed into his head. What felt like months, maybe a whole year, while he was only gone for maybe a week? It was a strange sensation.
Shipmates would first notice that he wasn't wearing the familiar white and red armor, but something darker... black with purple, and it had a hood he could pull up over his head. He still had the Paladin armor, as it had remained in his room during his disappearance, but he no longer felt right wearing it.
He visited the bridge (the pilot station), the lounge, and a few other places. He found the wrapped gift in the cargo bay.
He wasn't sure how to feel about it, but it was definitely his knife. He attached the sheath to the back of his belt in its usual place, intent on heading out with no word to anyone about it.]
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Iskaulit
[Keith spent most of his time on the Iskaulit in the gym, working with his new gift... a large dagger that had a glowing emblem on the hilt. He seemed frustrated by something about it as he worked with it.
Outside of the gym, he visited the lecture hall to check on the information stash, and he also stopped by The Melting Pot for some food. Eventually, he wound up at Team Voltron's Lion's Den, but he hovered at the door, uncertain about entering.]
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Planet
[Snowmobiles? Racing? Consider it done. Keith was using the speed and racing to clear his head. In some ways, it worked even better than physical training. The idea of letting everything go from his mind to focus on not crashing was a good way to get his head on straight, right? Plus, it was almost symbolic the way the wind from racing along blew away all his cares.
That didn't mean he wasn't up for a race or two. In fact, he relished the idea of doing it, taking on challenges that might seem a little crazy.]
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Broadcast: None
Action: Huntress, Iskaulit
When: Starting Dec 16, through to the end of the month
Huntress
[After Lance left, Keith came out of his room to refamiliarize himself with the ship. It was a strange feeling. He knew it hadn't been as long as he thought it was, but he had so much new stuff crammed into his head. What felt like months, maybe a whole year, while he was only gone for maybe a week? It was a strange sensation.
Shipmates would first notice that he wasn't wearing the familiar white and red armor, but something darker... black with purple, and it had a hood he could pull up over his head. He still had the Paladin armor, as it had remained in his room during his disappearance, but he no longer felt right wearing it.
He visited the bridge (the pilot station), the lounge, and a few other places. He found the wrapped gift in the cargo bay.
He wasn't sure how to feel about it, but it was definitely his knife. He attached the sheath to the back of his belt in its usual place, intent on heading out with no word to anyone about it.]
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Iskaulit
[Keith spent most of his time on the Iskaulit in the gym, working with his new gift... a large dagger that had a glowing emblem on the hilt. He seemed frustrated by something about it as he worked with it.
Outside of the gym, he visited the lecture hall to check on the information stash, and he also stopped by The Melting Pot for some food. Eventually, he wound up at Team Voltron's Lion's Den, but he hovered at the door, uncertain about entering.]
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Planet
[Snowmobiles? Racing? Consider it done. Keith was using the speed and racing to clear his head. In some ways, it worked even better than physical training. The idea of letting everything go from his mind to focus on not crashing was a good way to get his head on straight, right? Plus, it was almost symbolic the way the wind from racing along blew away all his cares.
That didn't mean he wasn't up for a race or two. In fact, he relished the idea of doing it, taking on challenges that might seem a little crazy.]
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Kaname looks around hurriedly for something she can use to... what, exactly? It's not like she's a fighter, not the type they currently need. Working off pure adrenaline, she finds a rock roughly the size of her palm. She breaks away from the other two in a direction with no one around before hurling it as hard as she can at the bear's head.
Bullseye.
A growl of pain can be heard as it directs its anger at the singer, barreling towards her and quickly closing the distance. Kaname jumps to the side and is propelled farther away by a burst of energy from under her jacket, allowing her to skid safely to a stop a little more out of its range and call back to the others.]
I... I think I can draw its attention after you take a shot! Maybe enough confusion to its senses can give us a chance to figure something out!
[Another roar rings out as the bear turns to face her again, moving to charge, as she starts singing.]
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He frowned a bit, and then shook his head at Prompto.]
Nope.
[Keith pulled his knife, really annoyed that he had been having trouble activating it lately, but that would have to put to the side for the moment. He had been working at getting better with it anyway, so his fighting skill and style had actually changed from what it was before Team Voltron up and disappeared (and Hunk passed out into a week long coma...). Plus, it was still a pretty impressive dagger even when it wasn't a sword.
He would have to trust Prompto's aim, but he's worked with someone covering him like this before. Lance was a lot better than Keith was sometimes willing to let on.
The weird marshmallow snow did slow him down and messed with his agility and speed, but he did still get in some good hits and was able to barely dodge getting sliced open with those claws. That said, each person contributing to the fight seemed to draw the bear's attention towards them for a few moments after each hit before it turned to face the next attacker. They were confusing it and making it hard for it to go after any particular one of them.]
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He had to switch to the laser gun, which didn't have as much oomph, no kick back, but it also didn't run out of bullets.
The bear was slowing down. Staggering more than lunging.]
Doing good, guys!
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Still, something does come to her once she's positioned in front of a pine tree (or a tree that looks like one) with a large trunk. While Keith keeps it occupied, she scrounges in the snow for another rock to throw, and upon finding one, stops singing to yell to the boys.]
Stand clear, and let me draw it in! [Explaining would take more breath than she's willing to expend right now, they just need to trust her while she really hopes this works. Not giving them a chance to ask, Kaname hurls the rock at the bear as Keith's out of the way, following up with a snowball when it turns on her.
Its attention gotten, a bright glow surrounds her and moves up her figure, clothes changing with it to a show costume very out of place in the snow. But the sudden lights and colors draw it towards her with another burst of speed. Counting down to beats of a song, Kaname jumps up, propelled by the thrusters of her undersuit, and grabs on to a branch above, letting the bear run head long into the trunk. It wobbles for a few long moments before finally slumping down in the snow.
And above, she hangs there, looking warily down at it, breathing heavily.]
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That said, though, he was glad that Prompto was a crack shot after all, and was keeping the bear occupied and taking what hits he could get.
And then... Kaname...
When the bear turned and charged at her, Keith was alarmed, forgetting for the moment about those rockets in her outfit, even though she had shown it to him shortly after she'd gotten it. But, she jumped, using the boosters to get her high enough to grab that branch. As the bear crashed into the tree and knocked itself out, Keith breathed a sigh of relief.]
Heh... good one.
[He let Prompto go catch her if she needed it, instead looking around at where they were now to figure out where the snowmobiles were. He recognized the treeline in the direction back towards the track, and, sure enough, he could see them off in the distance.]
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That doesn't stop his heart from lodging in his throat when Kaname eggs the bear into charging her. The lights and colors and costume change don't distract him from pushing into a run, even as she propels up into the tree. (Is that even warm?)
He skids to a stop by the bear, gun still drawn and trained on it, and gives it a tentative shove with his boot to make sure it's out for good. Then he looks up.]
You okay? Do you need help down?
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I'm all right... just extremely relieved that worked. [She takes another moment to look down then nod.] If you don't mind. I'd like to avoid landing on the bear, no matter how unconscious it might be.
[She waits for him to put his gun away or whatever he might need to do before she lets go of the branch. A quick burst from the thrusters gives her enough of a push from the tree towards Prompto, where she reaches out to brace herself.]
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[He drops his gun, letting it shatter into the armiger, and braces to catch her. And when he loses his footing and falls backwards, the snow catches them both.]
S-sorry. Didn't land on the bear, though!
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No, but it might've been softer. Still, thanks. [It's a weak attempt at humor. Kaname begins to brush the snow off her, remaining seated and looking for Keith.]
Hey, are you all right? You were pretty close to the sharp parts of that thing.
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Yeah... it didn't get me.
[He came over, sliding his knife back into the sheath, and offered them each a hand up.]
Fighting in sticking marshmallow snow is definitely a new experience, though.
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[He accepts Keith's help up and swipes as much of the snow off his clothes as he can.]
We should get out of here, before something else bad happens.
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She opens her mouth to agree until an idea strikes her. Glancing over at the bear, it still looks to be out cold. A small smile makes its way on to her face.]
You sure you don't want a photo of this? At least I think what we did's pretty memorable.
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Yeah... good idea.
[But- what? Did she just-? Keith paused and turned back.]
Really? What if the camera flash wakes it up?
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Don't gotta use flash. There's enough light.
[He snagged Keith's sleeve to give it a little tug before skipping - as well as one can skip - closer to the downed bear.]
C'mon. Selfie!
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We should make this quick, though.
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Quick would be good...
[Keith actually did manage something of a nervous smile over the unconscious bear as Prompto snapped the picture. Hopefully, it wasn't going to wake up while they were still that close...
Was that a soft rumble of a growl? or was it just snoring?]
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I think that's our cue to get.
[He waits until they're almost back to the snowmobiles before dragging his feet through the snow.]
Hey, guys? Sorry for the trouble...
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That was heart stopping. [Never mind the fact she's been shot at countless times. Prompto's apology causes her to look at Keith, then back at the blonde.]
How about we just agree that Keith won the race? [She goes over to meet him and link her arm with his, allowing her to drag at him to move faster.] We'll head back, I'll buy him something from the bakery, and you can sit there sulking over not having anything. Okay?
[Looking to the default winner of the race, she grins.] Remember to gather the dust for him to eat.
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He slowed down when he heard the apology, and turned, catching Kaname's glance as she did the same, and then looked back towards Prompto. He let her do the talking. This was definitely not his area of expertise, but then he nodded.]
At least it tastes good.
[He smirked a little.]