video + action

[the_tailor]

Who: Lance and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Huntress, Iskaulit
When: Now through the rest of the drift period



[A - Broadcast]

[The grinning face taking up most of the monitor will be familiar to many a member of the fleet, but something is definitely... Different. The excited expression? Normal Lance. The red, angular marks on his cheeks, the small marking on his nose, and the scar by his left eye? Not exactly things one would normally see on the red paladin. In addition, adorned on top of his hair are large, fluffy catlike ears.

Have a catboy Lance.]

Oh my god. Okay, the merman thing was a ton of fun way back when I got glitched with that, but this? This is beyond sweet! I'm my fricken' Monsters and Mana character! I'm Pike! I mean, I'm Lance, but I look like how I made Pike!

[These words will make sense to absolutely zero people on the fleet, currently.

He laughs, and his ears wiggle.]

And look, I even have a tail! [He stands back, proudly showing off a long, fluffy brown tail.] How cool is this? Your local dashing red paladin is now your local dashing feline rogue, master thief, supreme treasure hunter. Right, I've gotta go see what I'm capable of now!

[A wave to the camera, and he shuts it off.]


[B - Huntress & Iskaulit]

[Apparently, Lance's time on the last system had been good for him when it came to recovering from the hurts of losing several friends and calibrations as a whole. He'd already been in a much better mood, especially after he and Keith's date weekend, but now? It's like he's completely back to his old self and then some. Excitement tends to do that.

Those on his ship can spot him flitting through the halls, sitting in the kitchen experimenting with different flavors to see if his tastes have changed, and overall just being a bit of a hyperactive catboy.

He keeps up his usual trips to the Iskaulit, though, still doing his typical wanderings and routines. Walking, eating at the Melting Pot, grabbing a drink at the bar, swimming (thank god the catlike stuff didn't give him an aversion to water), and of course, training. He's put some of his usual training on hold, however, instead testing his new heightened reflexes in the obstacle course and in the training room.

Yeah, he's having a ball.]

Comments

[tempredmental]

[Welp... Keith tried. He tried really hard. But... the ears... and the wiggling... He lost it. It started with a small snort, and then he was a goner.

He laughed.]

Oh... my god... your ears...

[the_tailor]

What? [And he pouts a tiny bit.] What about them?

[tempredmental]

The wiggling... I can't...

[Nope... Keith was officially done.]

[the_tailor]

Whaaaat! I think it's kinda cute! I can't really control it all the time, but it seems to happen when I'm really happy.

[But now, he's looking more like a sulky kitty.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith laughed again.]

I'm sorry, but... I mean, it is cute, but it's funny, too.

[the_tailor]

I'm just gonna tape my ears down, then, so you don't laugh at me again.

[He continues to look offended, but it's betrayed by a little smile.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith noticed the smile, so he went with it.]

Aw, but, if you do that, then I wouldn't be able to do this...

[He leaned in close, gently playing with the tufts of fur around them.]

[the_tailor]

Mm...

[He feels this instinctive urge to lean into that touch. Not that he doesn't usually, but just extra, and ends up doing so.]

[tempredmental]

And wouldn't be horrible for me not to be able to do this?

[Just some pleasant nice petting.]

[the_tailor]

You are cheating, mister. I hope you know that.

[He'd grumble, but honestly, the only sound coming from him now is a low purr.]

[tempredmental]

It's working, isn't it?

[Keith didn't care of it was cheating. But, even if the ship was near empty, they were still on the bridge. He did eventually stop in case the comm screen suddenly came on or something.

He'd just steal a small kiss before going to take his seat.]

We'll have to see if there's anything else we can do later.

[the_tailor]

How much later? Because now you've got me all... I don't know. Not at the hot and bothered stage but curious.

[He reaches over to give his arm a poke, and laughs. Look, he wants more ear scritchign and petting, damnit.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith chuckled.]

An hour or two?

[the_tailor]

Righty-o. An hour or two I can do. I can be patient if I want to be.

[Even if most of the time, he doesn't want to be.]

[tempredmental]

Can you?

[Keith chuckled.]

Sometimes I wonder.

[the_tailor]

Heeey, what's that supposed to mean?

[Pout. Look, he's gotten better! In...some ways. Not so much in others.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith smirked in return.]

What do you think it means?

[Oh, yes... he was going to play this out.]

[the_tailor]

If I knew I wouldn't be asking! Ruuuuuude!

[Pout, pout.]

[tempredmental]

It means exactly what it sounds like it means.

[Keith crossed his arms, looking a little smug.]

[the_tailor]

So cruel to the love of your life... I see how it is.

[His ears droop. He's going to be milking this, okay.]

[tempredmental]

Oh, like that's cruel. Please.

[Keith rolled his eyes. He knew Lance too well.

Though, the expressive ears and tail were really amusing.]

[the_tailor]

Absolutely. Cruel, unusual, horrific. I'm calling PETA on you.

[...look, shut up.]

[tempredmental]

Now you're really just being a furry, you know that?

[PETA? Keith laughed.]

[the_tailor]

If that's the case, then you're not respecting my fursona.

[He gives a little offended sniff. If his tail was longer and more prehensile, he'd smack Keith with it. Lightly.]

[tempredmental]

The fact that you even know a word like 'fursona' says a lot, Lance.

[Keith smirked a little.]

You're a nerd, aren't you?