[ all of them have been a little lost since shiro disappeared.
they struck a blow to the heart of the galra empire by defeating zarkon, and that is something to be celebrated. something the olkari, balmerians, all the people that they'd helped were celebrating. and the paladins knew they had done good but.
it was supposed to put an end to it, to be able to go home. and lance, god, he missed earth with its blue oceans and the rain, and his mom. but it seemed wrong to go home when shiro was missing.
missing, not dead. there was no body, and therefore lance wasn't thinking of him as dead until someone provided him evidence proving otherwise.
which lead to the other person who, for all intense and purposes, had just lost the only family he had left. keith may have been part galran but lance got the sense the blade of marmora wasn't exactly welcoming him with open arms.
so pidge was trying to find a way to hack into galra outposts for information on shiro. hunk was repairing the damage done to the castle with coran. allura was doing... whatever allura did, lance knew it was important but it was greek to him right now. and keith... no one had really checked up on him.
no that lance, you know, was checking up on him. but if his rival team mate like, died of a broken heart or something that'd be kind of disappointing. of course, it was too conspicuous if he'd just gone to find keith if he was training, which lead to him trying to catch him casually as he was leaving training.
only he wasn't. he'd been in here a while and lance was patient, but sometimes nearly as impatient as keith could be and finally he just went inside to see what the everloving quiznak keith was doing. ]
Did finding out you were Galra eliminate your need to ever sleep?
[He's definitely been holing up in the training room. Stopping only when he literally can't get off the floor to drag himself to the shower, rest and get his breath, then come back.
Keith isn't sure how long it's been, but it's too much. One minute, Shiro was there, fighting alongside them and giving them the strength they needed to fight. The next just... gone. No sign of anything, no body, no message. Even when the others left, he'd sat with Black for a long while, trying to ask where Shiro went. No answer. So instead he took to working out in the training room and hasn't come out since. Because it hurts, the loss hurts so much more than any misplaced footing or well aimed punch could.
It's not until Lance speaks up and Keith takes a hard right to the jaw sending him flying that Keith stops for a breather today. Because what the fuck Lance.]
[ lance winces dramatically when keith gets hit so hard he flies back, but quickly covers it when keith looks his way. if there's anything any of them have learned, it's that supposed pity is a quick way on keith's bad side.
not that he's really on his good side, right now. lance opens his mouth and then realizes he didn't really think of a convincing excuse to come over here and bug keith. he had one before but that involved keith leaving and lance coincidentally catching him as he was passing by. ]
Chicken butt. [ it's the first thing out of his mouth and - yeah, okay, that was dumb. lance smacks a hand over his own face. ]
[Keith stands there, watching and waiting for whatever was so important Lance had to come in here. But his eyes narrow and his fists clench at his already bruised hands.]
That's it? That's what you had to come in here for?
[ it's a literal split-second decision. keith really hasn't been coming out or talking to them and - well, lance is not good at this, and there's really only a couple ways he knows to actually provoke someone. ]
Well, that and to watch you wipe out against Mr. Guardian over there.
[ so whatever lance did - and they have an idea of what exactly lance did, but pidge isn't going to confront either of them about it - at least gets keith out of the training room and helping them again.
they don't talk about it, but hunk puts a hand on keith's shoulder and pidge elbows him, and they hope that's enough for now to express how happy they are to see him.
there finally comes a point where pidge needs keith's help, though. keith may not be patient but he's got steadier hands than lance and he won't try to make 'improvements' to pidge's calibrations.
so they hunt him down, allura telling them that the castle says keith's in the lion bay, and pidge pops down to it. ]
[He's been sitting with Red in his downtime from trying to bond with Black. He likes his own lion, but if he does take up leading Voltron, he'll have to get used to Black. He's glad no one's really saying outright what he and Lance were doing; if it were just said plainly out in the open, he'd probably die.
But Pidge finds Keith with Red and it's quiet; he jumps a little.]
[He's had plenty of time. Hell, he's been here most of the night already and they didn't realize it probably. Keith gets up to his feet, puts a hand to the bottom of Red's chin before pulling away to look at Pidge proper.
Right. Being a leader. This is what he does now. How Would Shiro Do It? he asks himself.]
[ pidge hides the little smile on their face at lance's awkward question. they've all been... working on having keith as a leader. no one is resistant to the idea, but there's always a split second where it feels wrong to them.
it should be shiro calling out to form voltron, not keith.
still, pidge is supportive of keith trying for them. they all need to try, for shiro. ]
I was wondering if you wanted to help me out with the modifications to the teludav.
[The trial came and went. And Jim was found innocent, but at what cost, really. That his mentor that he had tried to help was willing to let him take that fall up to the end. Then the guy got away anyway when no one was looking. Tough three days all around. He's glad at least there was the support from his defense attorney and assistant, but he feels pretty bad lying to them this whole time, especially when it just blew up in his face.
He takes a deep breath and sits on the steps outside the courthouse, just. Watching. Watching people leave, watching the cars on the street. He should go home, but he doesn't really want to. Not yet.]
Despite Nick's obvious irritation with Jim the entire time, Nick is a softie who does feel for Jim, so it hadn't been hard for Maya to convince Nick to hurry on home while she set out on a 'mission'. She'd take care of it, she'd assured him, let her talk to him, go home.
She's pleased to see Jim hasn't left the courthouse yet when she steps outside, and tiptoes up to him, taking a seat at his side. Knees together, hands on her knees, she leeeans forward so that she can get a look at his face despite the slouch, like a nosy cat.]
You do know a 'not guilty' means you get to leave, right?
That's not the only thing bothering Lance about this place--for starters, the floor is exceptionally sticky--but a dare's a dare. He has a misguided reputation as a badass to hold up and if he turns around right now and leaves, all his friends will bare witness to him not being able to hack this grubby dive bar for more than three minutes.
No. Lance can't have that. He needs to make it at least ten minutes, just long enough for his friends to leave from in front of the bar.
Taking a deep breath, he creeps through the clouds of cigarette smoke and occasional drunken shout up to the bar, sneakered feet squeaking against the gross floor tiles. No one looks more out of place here than Lance and that much is obvious when he hails down the bartender and makes his order.]
A Coke, please.
[No one's here watching to make sure he buys alcohol, right?]
[It's easy to tell some demons apart. Even easier to tell humans apart from demons. They stick out usually, a fish out of their own depth. But this one is out of its own ocean. The lanky guy is lost, a little confused, and orders a fucking soda in a demon dive bar.
Christ, he'll probably get killed.
Call it a soft spot, but Keith moves a little closer, one seat away and sips his own drink, listening and waiting.]
[The bartender raises one thick unruly eyebrow at Lance's choice in drinks and then shrugs it off. Who is he to tell this fool he can't have a soda? Still making the bar money, especially when he hikes up the price by a dollar.
Someone not the bartender is speaking and Lance glances around, unsure of who this scarred guy is talking to, before pointing at himself. He didn't expect any one to notice him. Really. He really didn't.]
Me?
[Yeah, you, dimwit. Might as well have ordered a glass of milk with how safe he's playing it in a bar.]
[Really dumb. It's the really dumb option. Too dumb to back down from a bet given to him from equally as dumb friends.
But damn, he must stick out big time. Being tall and skinny doesn't help Lance's case, but being a human in a demon hangout means he might as well carry a neon sign blasting his species status.]
Um... [He tries to think quickly of an viable reply.] Nah. I'm... driving. Don't need to make my rap sheet any longer than it already is.
the stars had whispered to her. "your new enemy seeks great power from a place you cannot reach," they had told her.
"what can I do?" she had pleaded.
"we will guide you," came the gentle answer.
the silhouette of someone she couldn't quite recall had shone brilliantly for a moment against the sea of stars, and then
she fell.
it hadn't been unpleasant. more like...sinking into deep water than falling. it felt like an instant and an eternity before she opened her eyes...to find herself in a strange city. most buildings are domed - she doesn't know of a city with this unique architecture.
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[ She's been having these dreams lately. Dreams of Allura and the White Lion drifting through the stars, different realities scattered around them like fragments of a mirror. Romelle feels something tug at her-- an unspoken message.
Find me.
At first, she thought it was just grief. But she's started having the same dream every single night. It isn't the same grief-induced dreams she had about her family. There's something real in them, an energy. A message.
The Paladins have a tradition of coming back to Earth for holidays when they can. It's a way to make sure their bond stays strong and their little family stays whole. But this time, Romelle isn't acting the same. She's lost in thought more often than not and seems a little distant. A little off.
She has to tell someone. Coran is an obvious choice, but what if she's wrong? Should she really bring up something that's still so raw for him? And if she's wrong, she's gone and given him false hope.
Another dream, another restless night, and she's made up her mind. She needs to talk to Keith.
The problem is that it's 3am and she's not entirely sure where he could be. The kitchen? Training room? Actually sleeping? The more she wanders the halls trying to find him, the more uncertain she gets. Maybe he'll find her first. ]
[As this night would have it, Keith is on the observation deck. It's not the same as on the Castle of Lions, but it brings back old memories enough as it is by virtue of what it is: a place he and his best friend would come to think, center oneself, and confide in another.
Now it's only himself that has to, he supposes. Shiro doesn't need to anymore.
Keith has been kept up by more than a few nightmares. He'd thought so many things when Allura helped pull Shiro's soul from the Black Lion, after Shiro had fallen comfortably into his arms, how they'd fallen into even closer step for a while only for Shiro to pull away. As if he didn't want to be near Keith. It hurt. It hurt deeper than the scar on his face, making it hard to smile fully. He wonders if he even has a reason to anymore.]
Hm?
[Someone's on deck behind him and he turns to look.] Romelle?
[ Being separated from each other has done none of the paladins any good, but she sees it most in Keith. It's hard to open up to people and then they just... leave. Romelle understands. First, she lost her family and friends on the Colony. Now, her only other family is scattered across the universe. It's lonely. She sees that loneliness in Keith too.
Romelle turns and smiles. She moves over to his side, a comfortable distance between them. ]
I was looking for you. [ A small, nervous laugh. ] You always seem to appear when I need you.
[Romelle has been a pleasant friend. He hadn't known what to expect when he found the Altean colony on its own, but he's been glad to have met her. She's good company and a good traveling companion, he and Krolia found out.
Before he can respond in kind, Kosmo poofs next to him on his other side, nosing at his hand concerned. He lets out a small breath, then smiles tiredly.]
I guess I'm good for something still. Glad to be here then?
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Date: 2017-01-22 12:44 am (UTC)they struck a blow to the heart of the galra empire by defeating zarkon, and that is something to be celebrated. something the olkari, balmerians, all the people that they'd helped were celebrating. and the paladins knew they had done good but.
it was supposed to put an end to it, to be able to go home. and lance, god, he missed earth with its blue oceans and the rain, and his mom. but it seemed wrong to go home when shiro was missing.
missing, not dead. there was no body, and therefore lance wasn't thinking of him as dead until someone provided him evidence proving otherwise.
which lead to the other person who, for all intense and purposes, had just lost the only family he had left. keith may have been part galran but lance got the sense the blade of marmora wasn't exactly welcoming him with open arms.
so pidge was trying to find a way to hack into galra outposts for information on shiro. hunk was repairing the damage done to the castle with coran. allura was doing... whatever allura did, lance knew it was important but it was greek to him right now. and keith... no one had really checked up on him.
no that lance, you know, was checking up on him. but if his rival team mate like, died of a broken heart or something that'd be kind of disappointing. of course, it was too conspicuous if he'd just gone to find keith if he was training, which lead to him trying to catch him casually as he was leaving training.
only he wasn't. he'd been in here a while and lance was patient, but sometimes nearly as impatient as keith could be and finally he just went inside to see what the everloving quiznak keith was doing. ]
Did finding out you were Galra eliminate your need to ever sleep?
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Date: 2017-01-22 03:11 am (UTC)Keith isn't sure how long it's been, but it's too much. One minute, Shiro was there, fighting alongside them and giving them the strength they needed to fight. The next just... gone. No sign of anything, no body, no message. Even when the others left, he'd sat with Black for a long while, trying to ask where Shiro went. No answer. So instead he took to working out in the training room and hasn't come out since. Because it hurts, the loss hurts so much more than any misplaced footing or well aimed punch could.
It's not until Lance speaks up and Keith takes a hard right to the jaw sending him flying that Keith stops for a breather today. Because what the fuck Lance.]
What.
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Date: 2017-01-22 03:30 am (UTC)not that he's really on his good side, right now. lance opens his mouth and then realizes he didn't really think of a convincing excuse to come over here and bug keith. he had one before but that involved keith leaving and lance coincidentally catching him as he was passing by. ]
Chicken butt. [ it's the first thing out of his mouth and - yeah, okay, that was dumb. lance smacks a hand over his own face. ]
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Date: 2017-01-22 03:41 am (UTC)That's it? That's what you had to come in here for?
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Date: 2017-01-22 03:43 am (UTC)Well, that and to watch you wipe out against Mr. Guardian over there.
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From:klance canon but after the inevitable hay roll. YOU PICK RED OR BLACK LION BAY
Date: 2017-01-23 05:26 am (UTC)they don't talk about it, but hunk puts a hand on keith's shoulder and pidge elbows him, and they hope that's enough for now to express how happy they are to see him.
there finally comes a point where pidge needs keith's help, though. keith may not be patient but he's got steadier hands than lance and he won't try to make 'improvements' to pidge's calibrations.
so they hunt him down, allura telling them that the castle says keith's in the lion bay, and pidge pops down to it. ]
Keith?
RED LION IT IS
Date: 2017-01-28 11:29 pm (UTC)But Pidge finds Keith with Red and it's quiet; he jumps a little.]
What? Pidge, hey.
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Date: 2017-01-29 12:48 am (UTC)he jumps and they feel a smile on their face at seeing him so startled, crouching down and resting their elbows on their knees. ]
Hey. You visiting Red?
[ they'll deal with lance honestly if keith needs his time with red. ]
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Date: 2017-01-29 06:51 am (UTC)[He's had plenty of time. Hell, he's been here most of the night already and they didn't realize it probably. Keith gets up to his feet, puts a hand to the bottom of Red's chin before pulling away to look at Pidge proper.
Right. Being a leader. This is what he does now. How Would Shiro Do It? he asks himself.]
What.... Uh. What's up?
[Smooth.]
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Date: 2017-01-29 07:32 am (UTC)it should be shiro calling out to form voltron, not keith.
still, pidge is supportive of keith trying for them. they all need to try, for shiro. ]
I was wondering if you wanted to help me out with the modifications to the teludav.
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Date: 2017-03-29 04:52 am (UTC)He takes a deep breath and sits on the steps outside the courthouse, just. Watching. Watching people leave, watching the cars on the street. He should go home, but he doesn't really want to. Not yet.]
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Date: 2017-03-30 01:12 am (UTC)Despite Nick's obvious irritation with Jim the entire time, Nick is a softie who does feel for Jim, so it hadn't been hard for Maya to convince Nick to hurry on home while she set out on a 'mission'. She'd take care of it, she'd assured him, let her talk to him, go home.
She's pleased to see Jim hasn't left the courthouse yet when she steps outside, and tiptoes up to him, taking a seat at his side. Knees together, hands on her knees, she leeeans forward so that she can get a look at his face despite the slouch, like a nosy cat.]
You do know a 'not guilty' means you get to leave, right?
[She teases.]
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Date: 2017-03-30 05:08 am (UTC)Uh- Yeah, I. I know. [he takes a slow breath, rubs at the back of his neck and looks at her, then back out at the street.] Been a long few days.
... Shouldn't you be wrapping up paperwork or something?
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Date: 2017-03-30 05:41 am (UTC)[Laughs Maya. Come on, Jim fuck paperwork right after a case it's burger time or nothing.]
I'm getting dinner. You wanna come with me?
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Date: 2017-03-30 06:14 am (UTC)Sure. haven't had anything good in three days, why not.
What'd you have in mind?
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Date: 2019-03-17 10:00 pm (UTC)That's not the only thing bothering Lance about this place--for starters, the floor is exceptionally sticky--but a dare's a dare. He has a misguided reputation as a badass to hold up and if he turns around right now and leaves, all his friends will bare witness to him not being able to hack this grubby dive bar for more than three minutes.
No. Lance can't have that. He needs to make it at least ten minutes, just long enough for his friends to leave from in front of the bar.
Taking a deep breath, he creeps through the clouds of cigarette smoke and occasional drunken shout up to the bar, sneakered feet squeaking against the gross floor tiles. No one looks more out of place here than Lance and that much is obvious when he hails down the bartender and makes his order.]
A Coke, please.
[No one's here watching to make sure he buys alcohol, right?]
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Date: 2019-03-21 12:48 am (UTC)Christ, he'll probably get killed.
Call it a soft spot, but Keith moves a little closer, one seat away and sips his own drink, listening and waiting.]
You sure you don't want something stronger?
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Date: 2019-03-21 01:05 am (UTC)Someone not the bartender is speaking and Lance glances around, unsure of who this scarred guy is talking to, before pointing at himself. He didn't expect any one to notice him. Really. He really didn't.]
Me?
[Yeah, you, dimwit. Might as well have ordered a glass of milk with how safe he's playing it in a bar.]
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Date: 2019-03-21 01:10 am (UTC)[This guy either has a lot of balls or is just... really dumb. He doesn't know yet.]
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Date: 2019-03-21 01:21 am (UTC)But damn, he must stick out big time. Being tall and skinny doesn't help Lance's case, but being a human in a demon hangout means he might as well carry a neon sign blasting his species status.]
Um... [He tries to think quickly of an viable reply.] Nah. I'm... driving. Don't need to make my rap sheet any longer than it already is.
[Nailed it.]
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From:gimme trunks (yes we're finally doing this)
Date: 2019-03-17 11:09 pm (UTC)the stars had whispered to her. "your new enemy seeks great power from a place you cannot reach," they had told her.
"what can I do?" she had pleaded.
"we will guide you," came the gentle answer.
the silhouette of someone she couldn't quite recall had shone brilliantly for a moment against the sea of stars, and then
she fell.
it hadn't been unpleasant. more like...sinking into deep water than falling. it felt like an instant and an eternity before she opened her eyes...to find herself in a strange city. most buildings are domed - she doesn't know of a city with this unique architecture.
tl;dr hey trunks there's a strange and highly pink girl walking around in high-heeled boots and short puffy skirts, 'sup ]
keith • post-s8 au
Date: 2019-04-07 02:24 am (UTC)Find me.
At first, she thought it was just grief. But she's started having the same dream every single night. It isn't the same grief-induced dreams she had about her family. There's something real in them, an energy. A message.
The Paladins have a tradition of coming back to Earth for holidays when they can. It's a way to make sure their bond stays strong and their little family stays whole. But this time, Romelle isn't acting the same. She's lost in thought more often than not and seems a little distant. A little off.
She has to tell someone. Coran is an obvious choice, but what if she's wrong? Should she really bring up something that's still so raw for him? And if she's wrong, she's gone and given him false hope.
Another dream, another restless night, and she's made up her mind. She needs to talk to Keith.
The problem is that it's 3am and she's not entirely sure where he could be. The kitchen? Training room? Actually sleeping? The more she wanders the halls trying to find him, the more uncertain she gets. Maybe he'll find her first. ]
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Date: 2019-04-10 03:28 am (UTC)Now it's only himself that has to, he supposes. Shiro doesn't need to anymore.
Keith has been kept up by more than a few nightmares. He'd thought so many things when Allura helped pull Shiro's soul from the Black Lion, after Shiro had fallen comfortably into his arms, how they'd fallen into even closer step for a while only for Shiro to pull away. As if he didn't want to be near Keith. It hurt. It hurt deeper than the scar on his face, making it hard to smile fully. He wonders if he even has a reason to anymore.]
Hm?
[Someone's on deck behind him and he turns to look.] Romelle?
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Date: 2019-04-11 06:18 pm (UTC)Romelle turns and smiles. She moves over to his side, a comfortable distance between them. ]
I was looking for you. [ A small, nervous laugh. ] You always seem to appear when I need you.
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Date: 2019-04-11 11:23 pm (UTC)Before he can respond in kind, Kosmo poofs next to him on his other side, nosing at his hand concerned. He lets out a small breath, then smiles tiredly.]
I guess I'm good for something still. Glad to be here then?
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