oo1 ★ FORM VOLTRON | voice --> action;

[undeserted]

[ A raspy but strong voice comes over the intercom, speaking loudly and authoritatively. ]

Paladins! This is Keith. Sound off! Pidge, Hunk, Allura, Lance?

We should meet, and soon.

[ A moment's hesitation, then: ]

Atlas crew, come in. This is Voltron. Requesting a status report. This is our sixty-second attempt. Repeat, come in Atlas crew.

(( ooc; action prompt in comments! ))

Comments

[lasersounds]

Well, there's the fearless leader. [Someone call for sarcastic confidence? Because you've got it in spades now.]

You got a plan for this meetup?

[undeserted]

[ ...Ugh. Well, at least Lance is okay. ]

Yeah, just come by my place tonight. [ Insert time and address here! ]

If you guys wanna eat, bring food. I can't feed everybody. [ Somebody hasn't been doing the required work to get currency here. Big surprise, I know. ]

[lasersounds]

Okay. Woah, woah, woah. Do you have any food?

[Because bro, friend, it sounds like you don't. He has concerns.]

[undeserted]

I have chips. And soda.

[ Ok so he burned through his chroma supply and hasn't wanted to touch anyone to get more. Big deal. ]

[lasersounds]

Okay, no. Just...no. You are not going to skulk around here with an empty fridge, dude.


Is that seriously all you've got??

[undeserted]

Yeah. It doesn't matter, okay? I'm fine.

We need to regroup and plan our next move.