THIS IS VOLTRON

[lionson]

[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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[insurgeont]

[ 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. ]

[lionson]

[There's no need to tell him twice. Shiro is already off gathering the medical supplies and getting ready for whatever he might need to do to treat this strange alien that he has somehow befriended and made a 'ride or die' pact with for the time being.]

First off: yes, I am a doctor. But I have to admit, I've never even seen anyone who looks like you before, much less treated someone like you. I might need a couple pointers if you've got weird organs or bones or whatever.

[The most professional of doctors, clearly.

But yes he's got medical supplies, and he's going to try to treat Ulaz. What's wrong with him currently?]

[insurgeont]

[ 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.