Keith (
tempredmental) wrote in
driftfleet2018-09-19 04:50 pm
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Who: Keith and everyone who comes across him
Broadcast: No
Action: Huntress, Iskaulit
When: From today until the end of the drift period (Sept 25)
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Sept 19 - 22
[SURPRISE... Keith was small again. Except... this time? He didn't remember the Fleet. He's not as young as last time, either. There was some panic and angry lashing out at a few people to start, but, once he settled down, he started to explore.
He stuck mostly to the Huntress and the Iskaulit. He'd look familiar to anyone who knew Keith, really, and especially to those who had seen him de-aged last time (though he was a bit older than before). However, be prepared for grumpy stares and lack of trust. Keith was not trusting by nature thanks to how things went for him after his dad died. Adults were especially the bane of his existence.
Care to meet a young emo teen? He might have just pick-pocketed you.]
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Sept 23 - 25
[Keith stalked along the corridor, his paws padding softly on the metal floor. He'd woken up as a panther, but he wasn't going to just stay put in his room until it wore off. It was annoying, because he didn't have hands and he couldn't speak to anyone. It also meant he couldn't do his assigned job, either.
So, he was trying to pass the time by strolling around the Iskaulit. He was relying on others to get him back and forth between ships, and had gotten Lance to help him over there that morning so he could jog around the ship with Shiro for their normal routine. Granted, a panther jogging with a man that had dog ears and a tail wasn't exactly normal, but here they were.
It was hard to resist the catlike traits and something at the edge of his peripheral vision shifted, getting his attention. He froze, his tail twitching sharply, before suddenly dashing off down the hall.
Look out, passerby! That panther is about to run you over!]
Broadcast: No
Action: Huntress, Iskaulit
When: From today until the end of the drift period (Sept 25)
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Sept 19 - 22
[SURPRISE... Keith was small again. Except... this time? He didn't remember the Fleet. He's not as young as last time, either. There was some panic and angry lashing out at a few people to start, but, once he settled down, he started to explore.
He stuck mostly to the Huntress and the Iskaulit. He'd look familiar to anyone who knew Keith, really, and especially to those who had seen him de-aged last time (though he was a bit older than before). However, be prepared for grumpy stares and lack of trust. Keith was not trusting by nature thanks to how things went for him after his dad died. Adults were especially the bane of his existence.
Care to meet a young emo teen? He might have just pick-pocketed you.]
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Sept 23 - 25
[Keith stalked along the corridor, his paws padding softly on the metal floor. He'd woken up as a panther, but he wasn't going to just stay put in his room until it wore off. It was annoying, because he didn't have hands and he couldn't speak to anyone. It also meant he couldn't do his assigned job, either.
So, he was trying to pass the time by strolling around the Iskaulit. He was relying on others to get him back and forth between ships, and had gotten Lance to help him over there that morning so he could jog around the ship with Shiro for their normal routine. Granted, a panther jogging with a man that had dog ears and a tail wasn't exactly normal, but here they were.
It was hard to resist the catlike traits and something at the edge of his peripheral vision shifted, getting his attention. He froze, his tail twitching sharply, before suddenly dashing off down the hall.
Look out, passerby! That panther is about to run you over!]

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[Could panthers sigh? Because this one just did.]
Those augments we have stuck in our heads can sometimes do weird things, and there it is... a glitch. It usually goes away after a few days to a week.
[He tilted his head again, unable to actually frown because he currently lacked the facial muscles for it.]
That sounds rough. Too bad there isn't anywhere you can go to get away from it.
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[Maybe later he would have to look into that. After he managed to get some rest and no longer have to deal with this annoyance. He couldn't help but frown at the thought, perhaps more so because Keith wanted to frown but couldn't.]
How were you able to communicate to your group? I doubt they were able to hear you like I can.
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[Of course, he couldn't right now, considering panthers lacked the muscle and jaw structure to speak in ways that humanoids would understand, hence why he couldn't frown...]
Lance was actually surprisingly good at reading my body language. Once he explained what was happening to the others, it was easy for them to pick up.
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[He wanted to keep moving at this point as the whole one sided conversation felt awkward. While he knew it wasn't one sided, it would appear to be one to someone who was walking by.]
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Nah. I think I'm okay. It's just... getting used to it, and not scaring the daylights out of people because I'm some large feline predator.
[Yeah. Running loose as a panther hadn't been great for people not getting scared and running off.]
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Well, you certainly caught me off guard. I'm not familiar with the animals from your world. At the most I can think of is you resemble a lolath cat.
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[Keith tilted his head a little, the best he could do to project the idea that he had questions.]
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Something like that. Our creatures are so different from your Earth creatures.
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[He sounded amused, and his tail curled a little in response.]
You should see a weblum.
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Well, it's a worm. But... really big... as in, it eats full planets.
[He wasn't sure if this was something he could share over this connection that seemed to be related to Hux's glitch, but leaning back on the focusing exercises that Coran had been teaching them to train when they first started piloting their Lions, Keith brought up the best image he could conjure in his head of the weblum he and Hunk had to deal with in order to gather scaultrite.]
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I'm afraid I cant see what you were trying to show me. But I suppose I have an understanding of what it could be like. Although, a creature that can eat planets is a news to me.
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[The panther shifted, stretching a bit and then giving himself a good shake.]
We got what we needed, but it wasn't easy.
[He flicked his tail.]
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[He simply shook his head still having a hard time accepting the concept.]
Is there anything that you need I can help you with?
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[Not that he considered any part of his life boring since finding the Blue Lion, but still... interesting was the nice way of saying weird as all quiznak, of that he was pretty sure.]
Actually, I was thinking about heading back to the Huntress. Would you mind helping me out with the transporter? It's not exactly made for paws.
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Not a problem. I'll help you out and then head back to my ship as well.
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Oh... uh... sorry about almost pouncing on you before. I seem to be having a little trouble controlling some of the more... cat-like urges that come with being stuck like this.
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I'm just glad it was you and not an actual panther. I don't think I would have been so lucky then.
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[Though, if anything, Keith's tone was still kind of sheepish. Like, he knew he was walking around with some dangerous abilities at the moment, and he was doing his best not to fall to the new instincts he had with this change.
He paused at the door to the transporter so Hux could let them in, and then headed for the pad.]
Thanks for the help.
[His tail swished a little, like the equivalent of a cat smile.]
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[Hux got the transporter to open and hit the necessary buttons for Keith.]
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[And whoosh! The transporter activated, sending Keith back to his ship.]