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broadcast intro and action

Who: Veronica
Broadcast: open network
Action: Iskaulit and Blue Fish
When: network - friday. action - saturday

Broadcast / Action to anyone on the Marsiva
[Veronica wakes with a distinct feeling of wrongness. The camera zooms in as blue eyes open, a frown already on her face. She sits up slowly, the covers falling off and pooling at her hips to reveal she's in standard Garrison uniform, the typical attire of an officer. Rubbing at her face, she looks to the side to spot her glasses and quickly jams them on.

Her frown deepens.] Where...am I...?

[Veronica slides out of bed, to find her shoes tucked neatly beside the bed. Frowning at them, she goes barefoot for now, instead running down the hallway and feeling cold metal under her feet.]

Hello? Is anyone there?

Action - Iskaulit & Blue Fish
[Veronica can be found wandering the Iskaulit and the S.S. Blue Fish restlessly. She's a hot mess of emotions, unsure how to deal with everything that is going on right now, and her first priority is just to become familiar with her surroundings. Most everything she would be interested in is on the Iskaulit, it seems, so this is where she starts.

She'll most often be pacing, but if you're lucky, you might catch her frowning and poking at her communicator, trying to make it function in some way like what she's used to. She wants more information, maybe this can help.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Guess so. You know you're going to be getting the biggest hug you've ever gotten from me, you know that? We're talking Hunk style hugs here.

Hunk style? [That makes her laugh softly. Poor Lance. She remembers how much he'd clung to everyone when he'd first seen them, and there wasn't a dry eye among the clan.]

Just try not to break any bones, okay? I know you've put on some muscle saving the universe.

Please, like you can ever forget Hunk's hugs. [He chuckles. God...he misses his best friend.] I'll try not to, but I've been putting on even more muscle since I got here, so be prepared.

[Sort of? Kind of? He's been training a ton more, though he hasn't technically bulked up that much.]

[Veronica smiles, feeling a bit more relaxed. She draws her knees up to her chest and holds the communicator closer.]

Is that so? No more string bean, huh?

Nope. I'm all strong and manly and kickass now. You're gonna get blown away at how...

[He trails off, realizing something.]

Unless...you've already seen my combat skills somehow.

[Veronica's smile fades, and she lets out a long sigh.]

I...have. Wait, can I tell you that? Is it going to make the future not happen?

No. When we go home, we don't really remember what happened here. Or that we ever came here. But I... I...like to think that something still lingers in us anyway.

[He wants to believe. Has to, even if he tells himself that he and Keith will still find each other back home the way they did here.]

That seems counterproductive. [But, well. Whatever. Veronica just shakes her head slowly.]

I think I'm going to explore this place a bit. I'll see you tomorrow?

You will. As soon as you're assigned to a ship, meet me at the main one on the fleet, the Iskaulit. I'll meet up with you right outside the transport bay, and we can, I don't know. Go for a drink. Catch up.

[A small smile.]

...looking forward to it, hermana.

[They say their goodbyes, and click off the communicators. Lance spends the rest of the day just kind of pacing about, wondering just what's happened in his future that he's seen. Wondering if he should even ask, or tell her to stay silent. Part of Lance finds himself scared of the future these days, the part of him that's so attached to this damn place.

He doesn't sleep much that night, all these thoughts swirling through his head. Come morning, he receives a text from Veronica saying that she's not on the Marsiva anymore. Lance explains the teleporter system to her, and immediately gets dressed, brushes his teeth, but he only really does half his morning routine because he's too anxious and impatient.

Soon after, he's pacing outside the teleporter room upon the Iskaulit, waiting for her arrival.]

[There's not much to look at in the Marsiva except for space, and frankly she spends probably too much time staring out at that void. Come morning and her transportation to the new ship, Veronica is a bit disoriented, but Lance walks her through everything. Soon enough, she's stepping out in the Iskaulit, hoping she did it right and she's in the right spot. She looks around a bit anxiously, not spotting Lance right away.]

[He spots her quickly enough. It's all he can do to resist the urge to dash over to her, but his steps are still swift, and he waves with a big smile.]

Veronica! Veronica, over here!

[Of course she spots him once he starts hollering her name, and she smiles, waving back and heading in his direction.]

There you are.

Here I am. And here you are, and...

[She's here. Veronica. His sister. His family. She's here, standing right in front of him. He can't wait another moment, and practically launches himself at her, dragging her into a tight hug.]

It's you... It's r-really you!

[She laughs as he hugs her tightly, and hugs him back just as happily. No matter how many times she sees him, Veronica is just so grateful to have her little brother back in one piece. All those years of worrying, not knowing if he was even still alive, and the horrible chill she'd felt when Commander Holt's son had said Voltron was missing... She's just so glad that Lance is okay. She's never going to stop being glad for that.]

It's really me. [She laughs.] And you're the hero himself.

[He inhales deeply, and god, she even smells the same. He's reminded of nights when he was a child, woken up by nightmares and how he'd end up going to Veronica's room. She'd let him sleep in her bed, stroke his hair until he fell asleep, and just...be the best sister ever. This is her. Family. Home.

Part of a world he sometimes thought he might never see again.

Lance holds her tighter, shoulders shaking a little.]

'm no hero, Veronica... I'm still just your dumb little brother.

Aw, Lance...

[He's breaking her heart. She holds him tighter, one hand instinctively going to stroke his hair. He's not so little anymore, not so easy to hold or carry to bed, or steal his socks and tickle his feet. But he's her best friend. He's a man now, one who she can rely on to protect her, and it's...strange. She's still so used to protecting him.]

Shh, hermanito. You're my hero.

[And that's all he needs for the waterworks to start. It isn't full on sobbing, but there are definitely tears coming down Lance's face.]

I can't believe... I get to see you again. I missed you so much, so much! There hasn't been a single day that I haven't thought about you and everyone else. It's so hard, not having been able to say goodbye, knowing that I left everyone not knowing what happened to me, worrying you all.

Hey, hey, shhh. [Veronica holds him close, hand coming to gently cradle the back of Lance's head. It's instinctual, protective, doing what she feels is best to keep her little brother safe.]

It's okay, Lance. None of that matters anymore.

It... I... Right, s-sorry. You know how emotional I am...that never changed.

[He remains there for a little longer, taking that comfort. Eventually he pulls away and rubs the tears off of his face.]

Whew. Okay. Needed to get all of that out.

Doesn't ever have to. I like you the way you are.

[She continues to hold him, stroking absently at his hair and smiling. She's missed this, even if it hasn't been too long. It feels good to have her little brother at her side again.]

Glad you did. Sometimes all you need is a good cry.

Oh yeah, definitely.

[He hums, not quite pulling away yet. Lance is a sucker for physical comfort, after all, and he wants to stay close to his sister right now.]

So, uh, how are you adjusting so far?

Honestly?

[Veronica laughs sheepishly.] I'm...struggling to believe all of this. I mean, I've seen strange, very strange, but this is something else.

I know. I mean, I've had the most insane things happen to me. Heck, I've even visited an alternate reality before. But this? This is all something else. By now I'm used to it, since I've been here for...oh man. A year and a half? So after a while, you just kinda adjust.

[He finally pulls away, wiping a little at his eyes.]

All we can do is just live day to day. And try to figure out just what the quiznak is going on with this place, but it's really, really slow going.

An alternate-- [Veronica shakes her head.] Never mind, we can talk about that later. You've been here a year and a half?

I have. Shiro and Keith have been here for a little longer than I have, and Pidge came a little after. Hunk was here for a bit, but...not for long.

[God. He really. Really. Misses him.]

And Allura, of course! She arrived a few weeks ago.

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