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melodiesofeternity2018-10-01 05:39 pm
balancingedge) wrote in melodiesofeternity2018-10-01 05:39 pm
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Re:Dates and Prank Wars
Who: Keith, Shiro, and you!
When: See prompts
Where: Voltron House and Arito proper
What: The Prank War in the Voltron and friends household begins. Also dates and getting busted on one. (But was it really a secret or is Lance just that dense?)
Warnings/Notes: We tried so hard to keep back the gay spoilers. It lasted X tags.
Just A Quiet Evening (locked to Takashi Shirogane) - 9/29
[It was Shiro’s choice this evening, and thankfully everyone else seems to be out or in their rooms by the time both are about to leave the house looking… well, halfway decent and decidedly not in work uniforms or job armor. It’s a small miracle, despite the fact it’s still casual clothing. Keith in particular is sporting a light jacket, a decent shirt that isn’t just another black t-shirt for once (it’s red plaid; no one should be surprised at this point). Plus, by this point he’s fairly certain everyone at home had gotten the subtle clues. (Oh, how wrong he is.)]
Ready? [He asks, waiting at the back door as Shiro approaches, a relaxed almost-smile playing at the corner of his lips yet it dances in violet eyes. He’s been looking forward to this all week.]
A Quiet Evening Interrupted (Locked to Takashi Shirogane and Lance) - 9/29
[All seemed to be going rather well, all things considered. For a college town, there was plenty of cafes to choose from. There was even a lovely window seat available when they arrived to the locally-owned cafe they’d decided upon. On the edge of town and surrounded by college housing, but cozy and inviting. Both are chatting quietly, relaxed and very much in their best yet-still-casual attire…
Keith’s smiling at some joke Shiro just told. What is this madness?]
The Pranks Begin… - 9/30
[Everything seemed to be going rather well this morning. The sun was shining, the desert insects were still buzzing, the college kids were likely still nursing a hangover from illegal drinking the night before… It was the start of a good day and nothing could go wrong.
Except for one teeny tiny little thing: And that thing being vibrant green dye going down the drain as Keith showered. He stepped out of the shower, drying off when he noticed some of the color come off on the towel.]
… [He sighs, wraps the towel around his waist, and goes back into their bedroom proper to get his slate.] Very funny, Shiro.
[Except his expression says anything but that. Instead, he takes the device, walks back into the bathroom, and slams the door.]
Careful this morning Lance. Someone decided to start some pranks.
[Then followed by a mass text to everyone in the house (except Shiro):]
Whatever you do tomorrow, don’t sit in Shiro’s usual chair at the table.
[He has a plan, but that will have to wait. He turns the water back on and ups the temperature to as hot as he can handle before going back in, leaving the device on the counter and the bathroom door locked.
...and is very, very grumpy when he can't get all the green out before work. He sits down at the table, fully dressed, irritated and very much attempting not to show it. He's not very successful. Especially if someone starts snickering.]
Not. A word.
A Poked Lion is Never A Good Thing - 9/30
[He tried so hard and got so far, but in the end his hair is still a dark shade a green. Keith seems irritated by this fact as he wanders the local shops in Arito and, later in the afternoon, Sparks Golsaucia. In Arito he’s looking at… shampoo? Especially since a certain someone was so kind to add hair dye to his.
And then, in Sparks Golsaucia... huh. That certainly is some super duty glue he’s looking at. What ever could that be used for?] “WARNING: Do not use acetone to remove”... Perfect.
[... Uh oh.]
Wildcard
[Want to run into Keith while he’s still wandering around before the fifth and thus while his hair is still green? Feel free to poke me! He’ll likely be working on his Custom Job still, along with flying and working on trade routes.]
When: See prompts
Where: Voltron House and Arito proper
What: The Prank War in the Voltron and friends household begins. Also dates and getting busted on one. (But was it really a secret or is Lance just that dense?)
Warnings/Notes: We tried so hard to keep back the gay spoilers. It lasted X tags.
Just A Quiet Evening (locked to Takashi Shirogane) - 9/29
[It was Shiro’s choice this evening, and thankfully everyone else seems to be out or in their rooms by the time both are about to leave the house looking… well, halfway decent and decidedly not in work uniforms or job armor. It’s a small miracle, despite the fact it’s still casual clothing. Keith in particular is sporting a light jacket, a decent shirt that isn’t just another black t-shirt for once (it’s red plaid; no one should be surprised at this point). Plus, by this point he’s fairly certain everyone at home had gotten the subtle clues. (Oh, how wrong he is.)]
Ready? [He asks, waiting at the back door as Shiro approaches, a relaxed almost-smile playing at the corner of his lips yet it dances in violet eyes. He’s been looking forward to this all week.]
A Quiet Evening Interrupted (Locked to Takashi Shirogane and Lance) - 9/29
[All seemed to be going rather well, all things considered. For a college town, there was plenty of cafes to choose from. There was even a lovely window seat available when they arrived to the locally-owned cafe they’d decided upon. On the edge of town and surrounded by college housing, but cozy and inviting. Both are chatting quietly, relaxed and very much in their best yet-still-casual attire…
Keith’s smiling at some joke Shiro just told. What is this madness?]
The Pranks Begin… - 9/30
[Everything seemed to be going rather well this morning. The sun was shining, the desert insects were still buzzing, the college kids were likely still nursing a hangover from illegal drinking the night before… It was the start of a good day and nothing could go wrong.
Except for one teeny tiny little thing: And that thing being vibrant green dye going down the drain as Keith showered. He stepped out of the shower, drying off when he noticed some of the color come off on the towel.]
… [He sighs, wraps the towel around his waist, and goes back into their bedroom proper to get his slate.] Very funny, Shiro.
[Except his expression says anything but that. Instead, he takes the device, walks back into the bathroom, and slams the door.]
Careful this morning Lance. Someone decided to start some pranks.
[Then followed by a mass text to everyone in the house (except Shiro):]
Whatever you do tomorrow, don’t sit in Shiro’s usual chair at the table.
[He has a plan, but that will have to wait. He turns the water back on and ups the temperature to as hot as he can handle before going back in, leaving the device on the counter and the bathroom door locked.
...and is very, very grumpy when he can't get all the green out before work. He sits down at the table, fully dressed, irritated and very much attempting not to show it. He's not very successful. Especially if someone starts snickering.]
Not. A word.
A Poked Lion is Never A Good Thing - 9/30
[He tried so hard and got so far, but in the end his hair is still a dark shade a green. Keith seems irritated by this fact as he wanders the local shops in Arito and, later in the afternoon, Sparks Golsaucia. In Arito he’s looking at… shampoo? Especially since a certain someone was so kind to add hair dye to his.
And then, in Sparks Golsaucia... huh. That certainly is some super duty glue he’s looking at. What ever could that be used for?] “WARNING: Do not use acetone to remove”... Perfect.
[... Uh oh.]
Wildcard
[Want to run into Keith while he’s still wandering around before the fifth and thus while his hair is still green? Feel free to poke me! He’ll likely be working on his Custom Job still, along with flying and working on trade routes.]
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[And that's the only hint he's getting, because Keith moves to leave for the back yard. The better to
hear Lance's shrieks outside the windowenjoy the peace and quiet before someone flips his lid.]no subject
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His "Oh, are you serious?!" is definitely audible through his window.]
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No breathing fire, but everything else is fine. Sound good?
[He pauses when Lance remarks on the Demon and his party of shoes.]
Ah, he found it.
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It was too mean to let it sit there for hours or until he was looking for a specific pair of shoes.
[He smirks.]
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How am I supposed to get these down!
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[Shiro calls over his shoulder as he falls into the familiar stance with the ease of a trained fighter. He grins and surges forward, but jumps at the last second, flipping up onto one of the targets.
No fire but aerial combat? Hell yes.]
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[Why do you have no respect for that Dancer life?]
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Keith grins and follows suit. Aerial combat has honestly been the best part of dragoon. He can't help but love it.]
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You can slip them right off the hooks! [Shiro calls, his voice sounding higher up and farther away.]
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[Why does that not surprise him? Oh, right, because those two are ALWAYS in cahoots.
He does go and get the step ladder from the linen closet, even if he's complaining the whole way. And then, out his window.]
I want a new lock on my door!
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[Says the saboteur and stealth expert. Whose voice also sounds farther away and higher up. He chases after Shiro, aerial target after aerial target. They're gonna be at the top and eventually come down, but that's the farthest from his mind right about now. All that matters is catching up to him and the wind against his face as they climb. He loves this almost as much as he loves the man he's chasing.]
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[Shiro adds, as he keeps just ahead of Keith. The wind up here is fantastic and a glance behind him tells him Keith is having just as much fun as he is. They're almost to the top.]
And of course, we worked together! You got both of us.
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[You monsters.]
I'm in this alone!
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[He's not gonna let the betrayal get to him this time. He's far too focused on catching up and meeting Shiro at the top.]
Besides, had to return your little toy at some point.
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[Their voices are rather far away now. He lands on top of the highest target and spins to face Keith. He surges forward when his boyfriend lands and moves to grab his arm and tug him into a kiss.]
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He wonders just how much Lance got teased for that. With how blue his hair still is, who knows? What he does know is that once his feet lands on the highest target, he twirls the spear in his hand so that it's tucked against his back. Just in time for Shiro to grab his arm and pull him in. He kisses back, biting back a sigh. Well, he did agree that anything save fire breath was fair game.]
So that's why you insisted it be the centerpiece.
[Said juuust loud enough for Lance to hear down below, before kissing him again.]
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(That's a lie. He doesn't, but there are times he wants to. This is one of those times.)
Not only are they teasing him, they're being all... PDA-y! With each other! Right there!]
Oh my god, you two!
[Why!!! Are you like this!!!]
I can still see you!
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Mmm, it's a good way to wake up. He pulls back when he hears a shout. He glances down and grins, eyes lit from within by something heated and wild.]
If you didn't look up you wouldn't see anything! [Shiro sighs, alright. He can stop being so mean.]
You know you can put other things on those hooks. Lights, bells...whatever strikes you. It's sturdy and solid. And yours to do with as you want. Oh, and your friend is removeable. You can put something else there.
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Your own fault, Lance.
[There's something almost feral in the grin of his as he pulls away fully. He'd chased Shiro all the way up. Now, it's his turn.
He Jumps up off the target, and begins the descent. Sometimes skipping three to five aerial targets at a time. Catch him if you can, sir.]
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[A room far, far away from Lance, so he doesn't have to be subjected to seeing them every time he so much as turns the corner. He's happy for them and all, but seriously?
In front of his salad?He huffs, slipping back into the house and grumbling as he goes to deconstruct this stupid chandelier of Shiro's making. He hates him, just a little bit.]