Do Not Feed After Midnight

[pidge_out]

Who: Pidge and ALL OF YOU
Broadcast: Accidentally YES
Action: Yesssss
When: Right Now!

[Video Broadcast]
[The feed is shaky. For a split second this might be concerning, but then there are some snorting giggles while the image comes into focus and reveals... a whiteboard. It's covered in scribbles and notes and papers and magnets and string, and most of the handwriting is fairly neat. If your attention stays on that neater handwriting, you might realize that the things on the board are trying to piece clues together. If you know him, you might even recognize this as being the board in Keith's room on the Huntress.

That's not why the feed is on, though.

Written into the margins of every bit of space not occupied by this apparent search are questions, written in large, bold, black letters that at times go over what was already written. And these questions are not... particularly scholarly. They're mostly things like--

"Do aliens have sex?" "What is Hunk's headband hiding?" "Lance doesn't actually know spanish, Change My Mind" "Who cut Shiro's hair anyway?" "Shut up Lance let me write my Shhit" "Aliens = Birds?" "why does Coran moustAche"]

Okay, look! [Pidge is not at all trying to hold back any laughter. In fact, Pidge seems pretty damn pleased with the scrawled, awful musings that have been left there. Though it does kind of sound like she's not quite talking to the community over the comm. It sounds like Pidge is talking to someone in the same room as her.] Someone's gotta ask the hard questions and I'm the brain here so it's gonna be me, duhhhhh.

[Tap. Tap. It sounds like Pidge is hitting the side of her comm. Because obviously she's just trying to take a picture of her own brilliance.] Nnnthefuck, why's it not working...

[Action: the Huntress]
[So it turns out that Lance gave Pidge some Drinks and then brought her back to his shared room to make sure she didn't trip all over herself while returning to the Bishop...]

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[tempredmental]

WHAT THE QUIZNAK DID YOU TWO DO TO MY BOARD?!

[Keith was fuming.]

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[pidge_out]

[Oops, Keith has just caught Pidge in the middle of scribbling something new on the board. It looks like "how loud is Lance when Keith is f-"

But she stops when Keith comes in, and he can see how she's all big smiles and unusually red cheeks.]

Hiii Keeeeef!

[the_tailor]

Keith! Babe!

[While he's happy to see him as always, there's...the whole...yelling thing. Plus, he doesn't exactly look happy. Lance immediately pouts, despite his earlier cheery mood.]

We just added some more mysteries to it, that's all! I mean, mostly Pidge, but I've got questions of my own...I mean, seriously, you remember Shiro's hair lately back home. Questions need to be answered!

[He's also a little tipsy. A little.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith narrowed his eyes at both of them. Guess who was completely sober... and completely pissed off.

He jabbed a finger towards the board. His jaw was tight and his voice dangerously low as he spoke.]

Clean it. Up.

voice;

[straightouttacarbonite]

Are you asking if aliens have birds or if aliens are birds or what aliens' opinions on birds are?

voice;

[pidge_out]

[The incoming response is probably way too giggly than it should be.]

I'm asking if aliens are just super-evolved sentient space birds! Like how dinosaurs were birds. Or became birds. Or whatever.

voice;

[straightouttacarbonite]

....What?

[video / possible action idk]

[wallcrawler]

[Well, thanks to SOMEONE'S yelling, Pete's up. In the middle of space night. Great.

Though he only finds Pidge's broadcast a few minutes after he's relocated to the Huntress' kitchen and made himself some awful space coffee.]

...I don't know who Hunk is, but I can only assume the answer is "their forehead."

[Answering the big questions of the universe at midnight, this guy.

Siiiip.]

[video!!!]

[pidge_out]

Pete!!

[Pidge is all grins for her fellow science/video-game kid, even waving enthusiastically at the camera.]

Dude, Hunk is our best friend. Like our best. Friend. He's so cool he makes liquid nitrogen look like lava.

[wallcrawler]

[He has no idea what is happening here but he can only imagine it's going to make for an interesting conversation later.]

That does sound pretty cool. But is that a royal we, or is Watson hiding off-camera?

[Or is there a mouse in her pocket? Don't kidnap Allura's subjects]

[ video ]

[dothelokimotion]

Can humans have sex would be a more valid question.

[pidge_out]

Pfffffffffffffffffffffft- [That and a dismissive hand wave is what Loki's getting here.]

Of course humans can have sex, that's a super basic instinct.

[dothelokimotion]

Is it?

I assume they were more like cockroaches. Or worms. After all, they keep multiplying for no rhyme and reason.

[goldenglasses]

That's some good detective work you got started there. [Don't mind Vash. He's mostly here in the hopes that Shiro chimes in. That should be good.]

[pidge_out]

But questions are no good without answers. I need answers!

[goldenglasses]

And answers only exists if there are questions worthy of those answers! So it's a good thing you have such good questions for the answers which you are searching! [Yes he's talking in circles and trying to be a confusing ass.]

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[monolike]

Hey, that's Keith's board! [Wait a mo] Wait wait wait, do aliens not have sex? How do they make babies then?

[pidge_out]

That's what I'm saying! Maybe there's some other way, like they just... Fertilize a plant with their fluids.

[monolike]

Whaaaaat...like a fish or a- a fungus or something? Well- seraphim can just spring from nature as they're needed, but they're immortal so I'm not sure it's the same.

voice

[interstices]

Why wouldn't aliens have sex?

voice

[pidge_out]

Their reproductive needs could be different from ours! It'd be kinda dumb to assume we all work the same way.

voice

[interstices]

I'm not assuming anything.

[scalpelofmarmora]

[Ulaz is just going to stare at this for a long moment. There's soooooo much that he wants to say about these, especially two of those]

These are the hard questions?

[pidge_out]

[Okay. Okay, Pidge is definitely not too drunk to be unable to recognize Ulaz. Maybe. But she's squinting at her device for a long moment before grinning.]

Ulazzz. Alien friend. You're the only Galra here isn't that like super weird for you.

[scalpelofmarmora]

[He can definitely tell that she's impaired, considering how much she's squinting at the screen... or something else is up. He's not near her to be able to tell for sure]

Not any weirder than normal. Only that the ship is not built tall enough for me.

It does beg the question, why are you calling yourself a bird?

[Yes, he does know she's referring to what are "aliens" for her, but technically speaking, she's the "alien" to him]