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

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[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.]

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[Because Lance hadn't gotten much sleep, neither had Keith. He ended up heading out to go train during one of the short moments when Lance had actually managed to doze off a bit, giving him a sneaky little kiss, and leaving a note on the whiteboard. Lance was excited about this, and Keith decided that it would be good for the two siblings to catch up alone without him for the first time.

Though, the news that they'd made it... they'd gotten back to Earth... that was good. Maybe. Keith wasn't sure. He knew they had to go, and he was happy that the others were going to get home and be reunited with their families. He just had nothing there anymore but a tombstone and an old shack that might not even be livable anymore. And the speeder, but who knew what condition that was in from sitting there for so long. He'd be lucky if it actually started.

But, that was beside the point. They made it back. Which meant they could rebuild the Castle of Lions, and get Shiro's arm fixed because Commander Holt had all those files they needed. And that was a good thing. That was definitely a good thing.

He draped the towel around his neck after a good workout, determined to go take a quick power nap and shower before doing some helm duty on the Huntress. He bumped into someone as his head wasn't really paying attention, and muttered a quick apology as he tried to keep going. He didn't immediately notice the family resemblance, but... that was okay... she'd recognize him even if he didn't know it, yet.]

[She'd told Lance as much as she'd really dared for now. He'd said that there wouldn't be any crazy affects of her saying something, no stepping on butterflies, so to speak. But Veronica knows it'll crush him when he learns how bad things got before Voltron made it, and she wants to stave off that revelation for as long as possible.

She's wandering too, lost in thought on how to make this as easy as possible for everyone involved, when she bumps shoulders with someone. Startled, she apologizes as well, only to recognize that familiar mullet.]

Oh, Keith! I didn't notice-- Hi. How are you?

[It's temporarily slipped her mind that Lance and Keith are together -- she's a bit distracted.]

What?

[Keith stared at her. Uh-oh... was this another glitch thing? He had to really think about it for a moment and then-

Oh right. Lance's sister. He managed a small smile.]

Uh, hi. You're uh... Lance told me you were here.

[Don't mind him, Veronica. He didn't know you, yet.]

Right, I'm sorry. [Whoops. Keith doesn't know who she is, does he. She rubs the back of her head, looking a little sheepish, and offers a hand to shake.]

I'm Veronica. I guess I'm from your future?

[Keith shook the offered hand with a small nod.]

I... guess you are.

It's nice to meet you. Though, I guess this happens again later.

[Which... actually, was kind of good. It meant they succeeded in their trip to Earth, even with just using the Lions and not having the Castle to wormhole with. It settled some of his nerves about what he was going to face when they next went back again. Some of them...]

I'm sure Lance caught you all up on what's going on here and stuff?

Sort of. We're a bit busy later, anyway.

[She chuckles, rubbing the back of her head. It's a lot, and she doesn't really want to get into it, but...there you have it.]

As much as he could, yes. So, I guess we're going to have to get to know each other better. [Veronica smirks.]

Busy? [Keith quirked a concerned eyebrow for a moment, considering that.] I guess... yeah. I guess we would be. A lot of our attention would be on trying to build a new castleship.

[That smirk... holy quiznak. They were definitely related.]

Uh... yeah. I guess so.

That... [Is not quite right, but she lets it go for now. If he pushes, she won't lie, but she won't just blurt it out.]

So. What's your favorite color?

What? [Her odd reaction doesn't go unnoticed, and he frowned a bit in concern. Then she moved beyond it so quickly, he didn't really get the chance to ask her about it. He'd ask later... for now, though...]

I guess red. [He shrugged.] Or black. I tend to wear those colors a lot. I don't know that I'd say it was a favorite, though.

What about you? Do you have a favorite?

[Yeah not something she wants to get into at the moment. Or ever, really.]

Red or black. [Veronica snorts.] Depending on which Lion you're piloting?

[So unoriginal. C'mon Keith, you'll have to do better than that. Veronica smiles at the question, clearly amused at his response to her out-of-the-blue ice-breaker.] Green, probably.

[Keith kind of snorted.] No. That's just a coincidence. [Yes... he truly believed that. He crossed his arms, amused, but still slightly defensive. Then again, he was like that to almost everyone.] Besides... favorites are hard to pick. There's too many options.

[Okay, Keith. Whatever.]

[She blinks at him for a moment, then starts to laugh. He really is just as ridiculous as all of Lance's stories. Awfully cute, and definitely good hearted, but ridiculous.]

You're adorable. No wonder Lance likes you.

Eh?

[Keith looked surprised and then flustered for a second.]

I-I guess.

Never really thought about it.

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