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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.]
no subject
[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.]