Open to all!

[dateme]

Who: Inui (dateme) & ALL OF YOU
When: Day 3, eclipse/evening
Where: Boneyard
What: IT'S TIME FOR A POW-WOW aka we built a fire

[ So it's been a rough couple of days (literally, just two). But between nearly being blown up, marching through the desert, and generally just never wanting to see desert again, there is one good thing Inui (and Lance) have discovered: those Coral plants? Can be cracked open and eaten!

So as the sun vanishes behind the rocky formations or the moon(s), fellow interlopers might notice a distinct & nutty aroma wafting through the boneyard. Tracing it to it's source isn't hard though: Inui and Lance have started up a rather sizeable camp fire from the remains of some of the bones near the vague center of the massive grave. There they've cracked open large stalks from the coral and are roasting the mealy insides over the flames.

They've stockpiled quite a bit and have yet to cook all of it, so anyone and everyone is free to stop by and either help or take up a stalk of their own! Heck, maybe there's already people gathered there!

Whatever the case, it's a good way to kill some time, right? Maybe you've got a ghost story or a survival plan you want to share with the group? No really does anyone have a plan we could really use a plan ]


[ ooc; THIS POST IS OPEN TO EVERYONE AND EVERYONE! Feel free to make your own starters/sections, threadjack like crazy, and just generally get to mingling. The cooked Coral stalks taste like almonds and shouldn't be poisonous!.

HAVE FUN ]

Comments

[dateme]

I don't think I'm that old yet... [ Seventeen is almost out of high school??? He's got one more year left Lance :c ]

[ceruleo]

You're at least fifty. [ What year is it in Voltron, we may never know, this whole tag may yet be retconned. ] Man, this is so weird. Are you seriously from like, the early twenty-first century?

[dateme]

....? Are you saying you're not? [ #timelines. Inui's canon never explicitly states but it's modern-set and published in 2014/15 so I just go with that....... ]

[ceruleo]

Uh, no? I'm from way later. [ He shrugs. ] We've been sending people to Mars and farther for like, a long while now. I trained at the Galaxy Garrison as a pilot for space missions.

[dateme]

People just...go to Mars? Or do you mean like on missions and stuff?

[ceruleo]

Missions, though space tourism exists--pretty expensive, though. [ He looks up, at the canopy of stars. ] Most people don't really wanna leave the planet, you know?

[dateme]

Well yeah. Don't you have to train for months and stuff to get ready for the G-force or whatever? And floating around. I hear astronaut food is pretty gross!

[ceruleo]

[ He grins and nods. ] They put us through boot camp, which was the worst, and then we had to train for ages just to get to the good stuff. Trust me, the food's the least of your worries.

[dateme]

Sounds awful, hahaha! Why would you sign up for something like that? Girls?

[ To get their attention....EH ASHLA, WINK WONK ]

[ceruleo]

Well, the ladies do love a pilot.

[ ALSO WINK WONK @ AHSOKA ]

[resnipstance]

[eyeroll]

[dateme]

[ She totally digs us Lance ]

[ceruleo]

[ She 100% does. ]

What can I say? It's a tough job, but somebody's gotta do it. The rest is just a nice bonus.

[dateme]

Every job needs a perk!