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藤本獅郎 :: Shiro Fujimoto ([personal profile] lionson) wrote in [community profile] backyardbbq2018-03-12 12:39 am

THIS IS VOLTRON

[Shiro has no clue what is going on. He was given no explanation beyond 'go do your job' before he was shoved through a door, as usual. Mephisto is really, really terrible about the whole 'giving enough information to actually work' thing. Shiro hates having to come up with stuff on the fly because his boss can't be assed to give some basic intel.

But this time? This is too much, even for him. There's purple people everywhere and they're shouting at him in a language he sure as hell doesn't understand, and somehow he got them to start shooting at him. Which means running time and trying to get the hell out of whatever building he's in.

Or ship, apparently. Because of-fucking-course he ended up in outer space. The 'king of time' can control space too, it seems.

But it's pointless to whine about it. Shiro knows that his only value to Mephisto is in amusement, and that if he doesn't keep himself alive then Mephisto sure as hell isn't going to save his sorry ass. So he just runs through the ship, looking for some way off. Surely there is an escape pod or something? Those always exist in science fiction movies, so they must be true.

Those sirens that are going off are annoying as hell, though. Shiro wishes he could at least shut those off.

Somehow in his escape attempts, Shiro ends up in the holding cell area. Which, miraculously, isn't locked down yet. Probably because Shiro appeared close to the bridge of the ship when he suddenly popped into existence there, so they didn't think to lock this area down.

That's when he sees another of the weird purple guys, but he's locked up? Apparently? He must be in trouble. But if he's in trouble, maybe he would want to bargain with Shiro. It's worth a shot at least.
]

Oi! You there, You wanna make a great escape from this shithole?

[Assuming this guy even speaks a language from Earth, at least.]
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[personal profile] insurgeont 2018-03-14 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, this sure hasn't gone how Ulaz wanted it to. True, the risk of capture was definitely present in his plan, has been a present risk ever since he first went undercover all those centuries ago, but that doesn't mean he's at all pleased that it's happened. And who would be? All he has to look forward to now is endless torture until his body gives out, and that could take... Well, it's not something he's looking forward to.

At least Shiro got out successfully. That makes it worth it. The mission will continue. He can't ask for more than that.

And then the alarms started. That's very curious. Were they under attack? By who? The Blade of Marmora doesn't act so openly, but other, smaller rebel groups certainly exist. They don't tend to last long, but there's always something. This... This could be good. There's no promise they'll come this way, and even if they do, the chances that they'll trust a Galra are slim, no matter how imprisoned or injured he is, but even a slim hope is better than none, so by the time Shiro makes it to his cell, he's already on high alert, straining to get a better view despite being strapped to a vertical table.

When it's a human that shows up on the other side of the door, though, he's temporarily gobsmacked. ]


You-- You're human?
insurgeont: (You don't have to make that kind of face)

[personal profile] insurgeont 2018-03-14 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's a small panel next to the door showing a stylized (though clearly still non-human) handprint, and maybe even a proper console with a holographic interface nearby, but unless Shiro's secretly got Galra lineage, neither will respond to his input. ]

What are you doing? Shoot the panel out!

[ SURELY THIS GUY DID NOT JUST WALTZ INTO A GALRA SHIP UNARMED ]
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[personal profile] insurgeont 2018-03-14 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the fuck kind of weapon makes that kind of noise, alien jesus christ

Ulaz can at least stand on his own once he's freed from the table, but he's not really in the best of shape. Part of the armor over his chest has been blasted away, and the flesh underneath is... badly burned? Sliced up? It's hard to tell, on account of the wound is very irregular and, more to the point, glowing with an eerie violet light. Whatever's going on there, it sure looks painful.

But Ulaz can deal with that. He's going to have to. He picks a knife up from a table in the room, and it extends to a long, curved blade in his hands. And with that taken care of, it's time to blow this joint. ]


Where is your ship?
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[personal profile] insurgeont 2018-03-17 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hmm. The escape pods will be guarded. Only by a handful of sentry robots, granted, and even in his current state, Ulaz feels pretty confident that he could take down a couple of sentries, but it's not going to do his condition any favors, and he can't be sure of how useful his new companion's going to be in a fight. Stealing a fighter would be easier, but it'd be pretty crowded, and fighters aren't exactly designed to travel long distances. And a fighter's not going to have any first aid supplies, but an escape pod would.

...Yeah, escape pods it is. ]


This way. Be prepared to fight.

[ Ulaz leads Shiro along a different path than the one he took in. A longer, less direct path, but that's probably to be expected. It's the direct path that the Empire's soldiers are going to take, after all.

He leads them to the escape pod bay without incident (Shiro's new friend apparently has ample sneaking experience), and just as he expected, there's a few robots around the hangar. He ducks into a convenient cranny by the entrance. ]


What is the range on your weapon?
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[personal profile] insurgeont 2018-03-19 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ ...Oh, right, he. Set a bomb off in here earlier to cover Shiro's escape. Of course there would be more people here than normal to address that damage. Maybe they really should have gone for a fighter instead. Well, it's too late now. Maybe they could still go sneaking off in that direction, but the longer they stay on this ship, the more danger they're in. They need to take one of these pods and get out.

There's one fewer than there should be. That's heartening, at least. He was already pretty sure Shiro's escape was successful, but the extra confirmation certainly doesn't hurt.

Now to make sure his escape is successful. ]


No. Even if we get to a pod unnoticed, it will take time for the door to open, and it will make noise. It is better to take them out now, before they can raise the alarm.
insurgeont: (Geez man I'm sorry.)

[personal profile] insurgeont 2018-03-21 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's really going to try and take them all on alone? Humans are so bold. Ulaz admires that about them (or at least he admires it about the two humans he's met so far), but still, wouldn't it be safer to fight them all together first? Well, he is injured, and splitting up would be faster, so okay, they'll do this the human's way.

Ulaz nods. ]


Understood.

[ Go on, Shiro, show him what a good distraction you can be. ]
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[personal profile] insurgeont 2018-03-22 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ ...That's a good distraction, Ulaz approves. Now that the hangar's vacated, he runs to the rear of one of the escape pods and presses his hand to the panel by its door. It's a pretty big door, and it takes its time in opening, but once it's most of the way there, he waves at Shiro to get his ass over here. ]

Hurry!

[ He doesn't wait for Shiro to come over before he enters the craft himself, wasting no time in getting himself settled in the pilot's seat at the front. ]
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[personal profile] insurgeont 2018-03-24 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, they have that much in common. As soon as the door slides shut, Ulaz is launching the pod, taking them out into open space. If Shiro looks outside, whether through the "windshield" in front of Ulaz's seat or the small viewport set into the door, he'll see a massive fleet of warships milling about the area. Luckily, none of them seem to take notice of them as Ulaz guides their craft away from Zarkon's ship, simultaneously keying things into the console to disable any tracking or signaling coming from their vessel.

Eventually he brings the pod to rest behind an asteroid once they're safely outside the fleet's perimeter. ]


To the left, there should be a closet with a box of medical supplies in it. Bring it to me.

[ He's already working on removing his ruined chest armor. ]
insurgeont: (These keywords won't be good.)

[personal profile] insurgeont 2018-03-28 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ What's wrong with him currently is whatever this bullshit is, courtesy of evil energy magic. It's a kid's show, it's not super forthcoming on the gory details.

Really, what Shiro has to contend with first is Ulaz trying to take the medical supplies away from him so he can handle it himself. ]


I am a doctor. I can treat myself.