[open] try to tell the difference

[franciscoramon]

who: cisco + anyone!
what: catch-all post
when: the rest of november through december
where: various places
warnings: will add as needed

[use a prompt from the tdm or come plot with me @ platoapproved. ]

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[tempredmental]

Yeah... and, regardless of what he's like now, he definitely has that going for him. Whether it's out of fear or not, a lot of the other Galra still follow him and believe in him. Not all, but a lot.

[Keith shrugged. He honestly wouldn't mind coming back to Riverview once he felt things were solid enough back home that he didn't need to be there. Right now, he had this huge obligation hanging over his head that he wasn't ready to let go of, and there were still questions about his past that he felt the need to get answered. Being in Riverview wasn't accomplishing any of those goals.]

I guess I'll find out someday.

[Though, the memory canister had did something weird. And it showed him that there was a chance that things were still happening back home for him. Things that had him involved. He wasn't sure how to feel about that.]

I've offered to listen, and I try to support him the best I can. He doesn't always tell me things, though, and he says that he doesn't remember all of it. Which, considering how traumatic it had to be, is entirely possible. He might have blocked a lot of it out. But, he could also be hiding things from me. I don't know.

It could be worth a shot... if he'd take it. Just... don't tell him you know. If you do meet up with him, and he does tell you things, that's fine, but I'm not sure how he'd feel about people knowing ahead of time.

[franciscoramon]

[ Cisco listens with a grave expression as Keith talks about how he's tried to help and support Shiro. He's glad, that Keith had come to him for a harness for his Lion - he seems like a good dude, and Cisco's glad to have met him. Nodding silently, he pulls out one of the little napkins from the holder on the table and a pen from his pocket, scribbling down a name and phone number and passing it to Keith. ]

Just taking a guess here, but Shiro's probably gonna be more willing to give it a shot if you're the one giving him the number, not me. I mean, I'm just some guy. You're his friend.

[ He tucks away the pen, sinking back in his chair and giving a little sigh. ]

I won't tell him any of that, if we meet. Which is probably bound to happen at some point, I mean. Not that big of a town. But trust me. I get you. I've had some pretty messed up shit happen to me. I mean- [ A little touch of dry humor, in that, as he pauses, gesturing at the number on the napkin. ] -so I get it. I'd feel awkward as hell if I met somebody and the first thing I found out was they knew about any of that stuff.

[tempredmental]

[Keith reached out and took the number, looking it over. He wasn't sure how Shiro would take this at all, really, but after the ghost event? Keith was concerned. He nodded, folding the napkin carefully and placing it into his pocket.]

Yeah... I've seen some of his reactions to things, too. He's been through a lot... and I can only imagine where it's left him. I worry about him. He pulled me out of a really dark place when I was a kid. I want to do the same if I can, you know?

Thanks.