driftfleet | 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

[The space is, frankly, a bit needed. Veronica is a bit overwhelmed. She can usually handle change decently, and stays calm in a crisis, but the shock of the transition, the fact that no one seems to remember her and that they're from her past? That's hard to wrap her head around.

Also? She's in space now. That's also a handful to comprehend.

She spots the dog(??) before noticing who its attached to, her eyes widening in surprise and shock. It's sort of like Kosmo, only...not at all. It's another surprise for Takashi Shirogane to be the one walking it, and she just sort of blinks for a moment before snapping to attention.]

Captain Shirogane, sir! It's a pleasure to see you.

[Procyon comes a bit closer to sniff at Veronica's feet, but Shiro is taken aback for a second. It's been years since he's done the whole military thing at the GG - while they keep organization and rank in Voltron, especially during diplomatic negotiations, they aren't super strict about it.

He offers a nod and a smile, and he waves his hand to indicate "at ease". Lance must've told her he's captain here, huh?]

Hey, this isn't the Garrison. No need for formalities, just Shiro is fine. Have you settled down ok?

[Well, the animal seems friendly enough, and she awkwardly pats it on the head, watching it a little anxiously. She offers Shiro a smile and relaxes, though honestly she admires him so much it's hard not to gawk, even after everything.]

Well enough, sir. Sorry, I mean, Shiro. It's good to be with Lance again, but I worry about home.

[The dog answers to the pat with a wag of his tail, and Shiro smiles.]

That's Procyon - it's ok, he won't hurt you. He's my dog. [Purple alien dog of furry cuteness, accept him in your life! ...aaaand there goes the "sir" again. When she mentions her brother and home, he remembers what Lance told him about the time difference, and Shiro bitterly wonders if the Garrison has ranked him up for "death in service". He wouldn't be surprised.] I'm glad you two are reunited too, circumstances aside. I know he's missed his family a lot.

[His face falls a bit at the mention of home. He nods.] Trust me, we get it. We all worry about home. If it helps, times stops there while we're here. We've come and gone back multiple times by now.

Dog. Okay. [She's seen weirder. Sort of. AFter a while, most of the weird alien-ness kind of starts blending together. Veronica smiles at the tail wag and gently rubs behind his ears.]

Hi Procyon, I'm Veronica.

[she can't help it. He's so fluffy! Veronica straightens back up and nods at Shiro, her arms folding across her chest almost instinctively, expecting her tablet to be there. Embarrassingly enough, it feels like a part of her that's missing right now.]

Lance said something like that. It's still...difficult to really understand, though. That time passes here, but not there? It shouldn't be possible.

[Procyon barks as a response, his own way of saying hi back. Behind the ears? He already likes you, lady. And Shiro nods back, totally understanding Veronica's confusion and body moving out of habit. Been there done that and all.]

Whatever magic or technology they use sends us back to the point in time they took us from. But I don't know why those points in time change among us - for the sake of drama and ratings, most likely, but their logic is still incomprehensible some times. As I said, they send us back to get some extra time some times, before taking us again. You'd think they'd like to keep those differences for the drama.

[He just doesn't understand Atroma some times.]

[She at least knows enough about dogs to know they like behind the ears. She's just hoping the same goes for space dogs, which it apparently does. Veronica smiles at the dog before nodding again at Shiro.]

How long have people like us been out here? On this..show or whatever? It seems like we don't know very much.

I've been here a bit over a year and a half. [And he doesn't sound happy about it, to say the least.] The contestants for this cycle started arriving around four years ago, but there aren't many of the original arrivals left. Most of them are gone... in theory, back to their home worlds.

Four years... [She shakes her head slowly, frowning. Veronica definitely isn't pleased by this news either.]

What do we...do, sir? [Whoops, there she goes again.]

Shiro. [He corrects her again. Not because he's offended (how could he?), but because it makes him wonder about things at home, and that's one dangerous line to go down to.] For now, we wait. Sadly, there isn't much we can do. We've tried escaping with the ships and cracking the Marsiva open to get inside with no luck. But we've been hunting for information when the opportunity presented, and we now have a network of our own safe from our captors' attention. Baby steps.

Ah-- I'm sorry, I said it again, didn't I? Old habits. [She rubs the back of her head, looking a little sheepish, but also still definitely looking to Shiro for some guidance here. She feels a bit out of her depth. At least on Earth, she knew the terrain.]

Baby steps. [Veronica lets out a soft sigh, then nods.] I suppose we have to start from somewhere.

Somewhere indeed. Patience yields focus.

[Except he isn't feeling very patient right now, because those words she's said won't leave his mind. From how long into the future is she? Because-- he shouldn't ask. And yet...]

What do you mean "old habits"? [Yeah, ok, he's weak. Sue him.]

[Oh, oops. Veronica bites her lip, hesitating. How much is too much? She knows from Lance that there shouldn't be any consquences on the timeline, but she doesn't want to say something that'll upset the team.

She shifts uncomfortably.]

Just that...on Earth, when you get there, you're Captain Shiro.

[On Earth. They make it to Earth! And-

Wait.

What?

Shiro can't help staring.] ...Captain?

[Sorry, he's in shock right now.]

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