driftfleet | Video + Action

Who: Lance and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Anywhere aboard the fleet
When: Not long after the ribbon glitches begin

[A - Broadcast]

[The Lance on the screen looks physically a lot better than last time, but his expression still isn't exactly positive. This time, he looks more exasperated than anything.]

Okay, I can weirdly enough sort of accept weird-ass glitches in the matrix that make us end up having superpowers or into a merman or suddenly a kid. But I seriously don't get this at all.

[Above his head pops a little thought bubble. Inside, this:

. He gestures up at it.]

Am I the only one seeing this? Because it looks like there's stuff floating over my quiznaking head!

Even for weird stuff happening around here, this is just extra bananas.

[There's a pause where he absently rubs his stomach. Above his head,

]

Anyone else suffering from sudden picture bubble syndrome?

[B - Elsewhere]

[Free for all! Go ahead and feel free to run into him on the Huntress, Iskaulit, visiting your ship, whatever. Marvel at the poor boy's glitch.]

[ooc: SOOO basically, Lance's glitch is that he has Sims-style thought bubbles over his head. As such, people will be able to see what he's thinking and feeling at pretty much any given time. Have fun with that. All pictures posted will be in said bubbles.]

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[Keith's words may be mature, and he may be making some really excellent points, but Pidge is still too upset to care. She folds her arms over her chest, fighting back more tears with a loud sniff.]

That doesn't mean it's okay to brush me off and not tell me if I've done something wrong. Just because people are friends doesn't mean they're gonna magically be able to know that kind of thing.

[Keith frowned a little, but it wasn't his usual annoyed frown. He actually looked upset.]

No. It doesn't. But... we have the chance to fix it, right? Isn't it at least worth trying?

I...

[Lance hangs his head, unable to meet eye contact with either of them. A sense of shame is enveloping him, guilt, and he realizes now: this is his fault. This entire misunderstanding, Pidge's pain... It's because of him.]

I'm sorry. This...it's all because of me. I--I shouldn't have acted-- I'm sorry, I should... I've made a mess of things again.

[Ultimately, how can he blame Pidge, when it's simply him who's been acting like a fool?]

[Somewhere, Pidge accepts that apology. Somewhere. Not anywhere close to the surface at the moment, because there's still a lot of hurt in the way. But she does forgive him.]

It's just-- You're my first friend, Lance. I'm bad at this. You have to tell me if I fucked up.

[She sniffs again, not turning to look at either of them just yet. Part of what else hurts is that she knows that, if nothing else, Lance has Keith to turn to. Neither of them are alone or left out so long as they're here, together, and while Pidge is happy for them it still kind of leaves her at a loss.]

..I'm sorry we hurt your feelings. It won't happen again.

[Apologies were a good step, Keith supposed, but it still looked like everyone was upset. He scrambled mentally for a moment, wondering what Hunk would do, but Keith was not great in a kitchen.]

Are we okay now?

[Did he sound worried? He was worried. This might actually go into hug territory if he got desperate enough.]

...yeah. I know what a huge mess I singlehandedly caused. I won't--I won't do it again.

[He takes a deep, shaky breath, still unable to look up.]

[A hand comes up to wipe at her face, still turned away from the both of them. There's another sniffle or two, then a heavy breath, and only once that's all done does Pidge speak up again.]

..Yeah. [Sort of. She still sounds like she's just telling the school principal what they want to hear so they'll let her go, but hey.] We're okay.

[Keith managed to hold back a sigh. Lance was still shouldering the full blame here, and Pidge had that tone Keith remembered using on his teachers when he wanted to get them off his back about something he'd done wrong. This wasn't okay. Not at all. But, he was at a loss of what to do.]

Alright... fine.

Just... take some time. We can work more of this out later. Because I know we're not done. [He wanted them both to know that he was on to what was going on here, and was still determined to keep his found family together.]

Right.

[That's about as much as he can get out now. Lance takes a deep breath, rubbing at his face with his hands.]

I'm going to go to the pool.

Yeah.

[Pidge nods once, sniffs, then raises one hand in a gesture for Lance to stop.]

You guys stay. You both must've come here for something. [Then she lets out a sigh and goes back to walking toward the exit, the way she had been before this all started.] I was on my way out anyway.

[Keith just stood there watching them. This was almost painful, really. He frowned.]

Look... if you guys need more time, I can leave. I was only walking by when I heard you.

No, it's okay. I just came by to think for a while. I'd rather just do that at the pool.

[He gives a little shrug.]

[She's not even completely sure how to respond to any of that. So she just nods again before heading off her own way, letting her arms wrap around herself as she goes.

Bye guys, see you never. :D]

[Keith frowned a little, watching Pidge head out with a worried look on his face. He turned to Lance.]

You gonna be okay?

[Lance just gives a little shrug.]

What I did was wrong. I should have never... I was just being selfish this whole time and causing a problem where there was none. She didn't do anything wrong. And I don't deserve the comfort of talking to you when I don't know if she has anyone to go to now.

Lance...

[Keith shook his head.]

You had a right to be upset, too. Yes... you should have told the rest of the team, but I'm a little disappointed that they didn't notice. [Even if Keith had to admit that, back home, he might not exactly have noticed, either.] It's a rough situation all around. She was dealing with Shiro's issues during her part of the mission, too, and it was just a lot going on. [Keith stepped closer.]

We just... we really need to work on our communication as a team. [He reached out and put his hand on Lance's shoulder.] Take some time. We can deal with this more later. [Keith then dropped his hand back to his side, letting Lance decide what he wanted to do during that 'time'.]

I know. We do.

[He sighs, burying his face into his hands.]

I should have told her how bad I felt about being left out. About how hurt I was at her and Hunk making jokes at my expense. But I was afraid to, somehow. Afraid because I really thought I didn't matter.

Well, you do. And now you know. Okay? Don't doubt that. Please.

[Keith reached out and took one of Lance's hands.]

Promise.

I'll try.

[He gives Keith's hand a squeeze.]

And I'll try to think of a way to make it up to her.

[Keith nodded a little and then smiled, squeezing his hand back before pulling Lance into a hug.]

I love you.

I love you too. Thank you.

[He relaxes into the embrace. Somehow, he'll sort this out.]

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