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[marmoron]

Who: Keith and YOU
When: February
Where: Around Aefenglom
What: Getting settled, finding stray cats, finding "clothes" and some full moon vamp shenanigans
Warnings: Will add as necessary

A. The Forge

[Since arriving at Aefenglom and hearing about everything that happened at the hands of the Rathmore’s, Keith’s decided he’s going to need to prioritize getting his hands on a decent weapon. With his bayard out of commission for whatever reason, the Forge is probably the best place to find a replacement.

There’s a lot going on there though, with dragons and all sorts of projects being worked on and he can’t help looking around a little wide-eyed with amazement.]

Woah.

[He does his best not to stare too long at anything, but eventually his curiosity gets the better of him.]

Where’d you get the material to make that?

B. A Mew Friend

1. Encounter:
[..... But sometimes you start heading home and you’re interrupted by an insistent noise coming from the garbage can at the end of an alleyway. Keith pauses briefly, peering around for the source of the noise. Aefenglom is, of course, home to quite a lot of magical creatures and he isn’t sure what to expect from whatever is evidently stuck inside the garbage. Keith gives whoever is near by a glance.]

Gonna take a look.

[But seeing as you just never know, Keith pulls out a knife and makes his way over to the distressed noise. Much to his relief, when he looks inside the garbage….]

Oh.

[He reaches in to pick up the stray kitten and holds it out]

Is this yours?


2. Open to people at or visiting the Voltron haus
[After sneaking the kitten inside the house, Keith has been spending an awful lot of time holed up in the attic, apparently by himself. How suspicious…. Or not suspicious at all But should anyone come to poke around the attic or check on him, they’ll find the attic door is locked and jiggling the door handle only gets a slightly panicked:]

H-hey! What do you want?

C. Clothes Shopping

[Between the decision to get himself a sword and also acquire food for The Cat, getting himself new clothes had not been very high on Keith’s bucket list of priorities. His paladin armor was serving him just fine -- it’s durable, warm and it covers up everything that needs covering up.

But there comes a point where the Altean magical whatever that had kept the armor in pristine condition becoming nonresponsive in Aefenglom poses a bit of a problem. And that problem is boy stank. He may wash every day, but clothes -- especially heavy armor -- need to be given time to air out, you know?]

So while you’re out looking through clothes…. Well, Keith will be eyeing this jacket and sighing deeply.]

I just want my old jacket back.

D. Full Moon

[For all the warnings that he’s received about full moons and monster transformations, Keith should have been on edge all day, but instead he’s slept through almost all of it. As weird as that is for him, Keith genuinely thinks this could have been worse. It isn’t a thought that lasts long however, as night begins to fall. The restlessness is what kicks in first, slowly but steadily until he’s practically wearing the floorboards of his room down with his ceaseless pacing. He’s unbonded and he’s been told repeatedly that he might be a danger to people if he goes outside, but he’s not entirely certain in what way just yet.

That is until the hunger sets in. A hunger that refuses to abate even after angrily eating the bread that’s been left out on the counter. Hunger that only seems to intensify when he spots his roommates walking around the house. The word “vampire” sounds ridiculous in his own head, but he knows it isn’t -- not at Aefenglom anyway, and for the life of him he can’t bring himself to endanger his friends just by existing near them. He doesn’t know exactly where he’s going, but he needs to go outside -- somewhere safe, somewhere he can wait out the worst of his hunger.

But of course, not everything always goes according to plan. Somewhere along his attempt to run from the residential district to the outer walls separating Aefenglglom from the Wilde, he runs into someone. Unthinking, he snarls.]

Watch where you’re going!

E. Wildcard

[As always, I’m down for any other ideas that you may have for threads. Feel free to PM or hit me up on plurk partyraven if you’d like to hash something specifc out!]

Comments

[loverboi]

Whoa whoa whoa, Keith's waistline has nothing to do with any of this!

[ WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT!! stiles!! you traitor!!! it's fine though, lance just lets out a groan as keith gets stiles' blessing. but the next jacket? okay, lance can get behind that. he actually grins when he looks at it -- and then at keith -- and back at the jacket. ]

Alright, alright! That one pretty much screams Keith and it's pretty nice, so you know what? Live your wildest jacket dreams, buddy.

[ keith...will get lance's blessing for this one. thank god. he takes another look at the first jacket and grimaces a bit but as long as keith's got another option, he can deal with it. ... probably.

then, he turns to stiles: ]

So, what about you? Need help picking anything out?

[mensrea]

[ The smug satisfaction that comes from selecting approved pieces of clothes cannot be understated. Beaming, Stiles hands the third jacket over to Keith without checking the price tag. He has a feeling that lack of funds is going to crush all these good feelings. ]

Uhh, you’re gonna have to check the price yourself. I can’t read cunes, [ he blatantly lies. To Lance, he casts a longing look at the clothes before shaking his head. ] Nah. I can’t afford anything. What about you?

[marmoron]

[Keith accept the coat from Stiles, immediately glancing at the price tag. Frankly, he still has no grasp on how much a cune is worth relative to GAC or to the currency back home, but when he looks back up his expression is a little sour.]

....I think I can afford this if I stop feeding the cat. Or find a second job.

[DEEP SIGH.]

Things were a lot easier when we were on the castleship and Allura was paying for everything.

[loverboi]

Yeah, no, can't really afford any of this either. I don't think we can count on Allura for help right now, either.

[ basically, THEY ALL BROKE AS HELL. and yet... ]

But man, we seriously need new clothes! I don't think I can go another day wearing this.

[ he gestures to his body suit. yep, he's wearing one that's all black with padded shoulders. it's comfy but not exactly aesthetically pleasing in a place like aefenglom. ]

What are the chances that bargaining's gonna work around here?

[mensrea]

I want to hear about the castleship and your sugar momma later –

[ Assuming Allura is a momma and not a daddy. ]

– but did you two seriously drag me out shopping without any money!? What, did you think I was gonna pay for everything?

[ IS THAT THE REAL REASON YOU ASKED, LANCE!! WAS THIS A SET UP!? ]