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riverviewlogs2017-09-07 10:08 am
hititwithacrowbar) wrote in riverviewlogs2017-09-07 10:08 am
Entry tags:
- degrassi: lola pacini,
- marvel (616): loki laufeyson,
- voltron: keith,
- ✖ dc comics (rebirth): jason todd,
- ✖ ffvii: yuffie kisaragi,
- ✖ fullmetal alchemist (03): alphonse elr,
- ✖ fullmetal alchemist (03): edward elric,
- ✖ john wick: john wick,
- ✖ marvel: ava orlova,
- ✖ original: alex karamazov,
- ✖ overwatch: hana song
Log: Gonna make a comeback this time.
who: Jason Todd
what: Just a batboy out being his hot mess self.
when:the 6th-20th.
where: Around the Quarantine.
warnings: Violence, and language will update with more.
A: Communal housing & Garage
The last thing Jason had expected upon getting home from work and showering was the sound of the front door. After a quick conversation with another member of the Parameter Guard and a familiar set of keys shoved in his hands, Jason ran down to the elevator without bothering with a shirt or shoes. When he saw the red and chrome machine he couldn't help but smile. He had been saving since he arrived to try and buy a motorcycle even close to this one. And it had it's own little reserved spot. Like it belonged here as much as him. He smiled, almost cheeky, the way he had so often as a boy before pocketing the keys and making his way back inside and up to finish getting dressed.
Jason found his way back down to the motorcycle once he was done with his normal afternoon busy work. Slipping on he just sat there and let the engine idle a bit. He had missed his bike. He sat there awhile before slipping off to look over each part to make sure everything was as It should be.
An hour or so later, he tore out into the night speeding.
B: Trixie
A few nights after the fight at the sleazy bar, Jason made his way to Trixie, after all, it was the best place to go when he missed his replacement, not that he would ever in any life admit that. Plus Loki was still there, and he hadn't gone to see the guy in awhile. Friendship, or whatever it was, was a two-way street. He gave a nod to the bouncer on his way in, if it was Nico a moment was spared to talk to his creepy friend.
After making his way inside he didn't go to the VIP but to the bar proper to sit and do his usual taking in of people around him. A book opened on the counter as he quietly read. He would go hunt Loki down soon but a chapter or two at the bar while he nursed a beer wasn't a big deal it would kill time.
C: Floor Six
It was pushing three am when the window near Jay's room slid back open. He always vanished around ten or eleven, stepping in he yanked the bag over his shoulder and he looked around at his roommates, if they were asleep or not. His jacket was zipped up as he made his way right to the bathroom. He made quick work of disarming the taser in his body armor and pulling it off in chunks. Each part he hides hidden in his bag as he made his way back out. The bag shoved in the trunk as he shed his pants and grabbed the red cloak up wrapping it around himself as he headed into the kitchen in just the boxers and cape. Making himself a bowl of cereal and moving to sit down at the TV.
D: Random Club
It was a Saturday night, and while he should be out patrolling, or god knows what else. He opted instead to shake off his loneliness by going to one of the clubs. He had even dressed the part, and styled his hair pretty neat, which wouldn't last if he actually danced with anyone. He hadn't told his roommates where he went, he never does after all. Once he got in, he went to the bar and had a couple drinks to start the night off. As the night went on, he eventually made his way to the floor.
He was feeling better as the night went on. Dancing with different people, and just generally pretending to be someone else. Jason Todd had a night off, so, he was trying to be like any other twenty three year old on a Saturday night. He wasn't looking for anyone to take home, just for a few minutes of unattached fun to the thumping club music.
what: Just a batboy out being his hot mess self.
when:the 6th-20th.
where: Around the Quarantine.
warnings: Violence, and language will update with more.
A: Communal housing & Garage
The last thing Jason had expected upon getting home from work and showering was the sound of the front door. After a quick conversation with another member of the Parameter Guard and a familiar set of keys shoved in his hands, Jason ran down to the elevator without bothering with a shirt or shoes. When he saw the red and chrome machine he couldn't help but smile. He had been saving since he arrived to try and buy a motorcycle even close to this one. And it had it's own little reserved spot. Like it belonged here as much as him. He smiled, almost cheeky, the way he had so often as a boy before pocketing the keys and making his way back inside and up to finish getting dressed.
Jason found his way back down to the motorcycle once he was done with his normal afternoon busy work. Slipping on he just sat there and let the engine idle a bit. He had missed his bike. He sat there awhile before slipping off to look over each part to make sure everything was as It should be.
An hour or so later, he tore out into the night speeding.
B: Trixie
A few nights after the fight at the sleazy bar, Jason made his way to Trixie, after all, it was the best place to go when he missed his replacement, not that he would ever in any life admit that. Plus Loki was still there, and he hadn't gone to see the guy in awhile. Friendship, or whatever it was, was a two-way street. He gave a nod to the bouncer on his way in, if it was Nico a moment was spared to talk to his creepy friend.
After making his way inside he didn't go to the VIP but to the bar proper to sit and do his usual taking in of people around him. A book opened on the counter as he quietly read. He would go hunt Loki down soon but a chapter or two at the bar while he nursed a beer wasn't a big deal it would kill time.
C: Floor Six
It was pushing three am when the window near Jay's room slid back open. He always vanished around ten or eleven, stepping in he yanked the bag over his shoulder and he looked around at his roommates, if they were asleep or not. His jacket was zipped up as he made his way right to the bathroom. He made quick work of disarming the taser in his body armor and pulling it off in chunks. Each part he hides hidden in his bag as he made his way back out. The bag shoved in the trunk as he shed his pants and grabbed the red cloak up wrapping it around himself as he headed into the kitchen in just the boxers and cape. Making himself a bowl of cereal and moving to sit down at the TV.
D: Random Club
It was a Saturday night, and while he should be out patrolling, or god knows what else. He opted instead to shake off his loneliness by going to one of the clubs. He had even dressed the part, and styled his hair pretty neat, which wouldn't last if he actually danced with anyone. He hadn't told his roommates where he went, he never does after all. Once he got in, he went to the bar and had a couple drinks to start the night off. As the night went on, he eventually made his way to the floor.
He was feeling better as the night went on. Dancing with different people, and just generally pretending to be someone else. Jason Todd had a night off, so, he was trying to be like any other twenty three year old on a Saturday night. He wasn't looking for anyone to take home, just for a few minutes of unattached fun to the thumping club music.
A
Keith looked over at Jason as he brought the bike back into the garage and over to its reserved spot. He waited until the engine was off and he was sure Jason would hear him.
"Nice bike," he called. "You get that here?"
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Were they programmed like that or was it a magic thing? It could always be either.
Then the other man spoke after he shut the engine off and pulled the keys, and pocketed them. "Nah, this baby is from home." He spoke as he moved to walk towards the other and the strange robotic creatures. He saw a way to ask, and he was not about to pass that up. "She's one of a kind mostly home made." which meant a mix of parts and built with dear old dad's bank roll. "What about these?" He asked motioning, but not pointing to the lions.
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They were also both definitely robotic... metal scraping and clanging on the concrete garage floor... the whir of gears, servos, and motors when they moved... but the way they watched and interacted was more alive than computer programming.
Keith looked impressed at the idea of a home made bike. Sure, he knew it was A Thing, but he'd never actually met someone who could build their own in person.
"These?" Keith smirked a bit, placing a hand on the top of the Red one's head for a moment, and then stepping around it to stand in front of them. "They're the Black and Red Lions of Voltron. Mostly." He put his hands on his hips as he looked at them. "Somehow, when the portal brought them here, it shrank them. A lot.
"Red here is one of the smallest two Lions. She and Green are the same size, and they're usually big enough that just the black part of her nose is the same height as me. As far as I can tell, they're close to scale with one another in size difference. Black is the biggest of the five. The Blue and Yellow Lions are in between."
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All that detective training wasn't for nothing, it was like a quick rundown checklist forming in his mind as he looked them over. The part of him that loves machines wanted to ask how they worked but instead he nodded. "What's Voltron?" he asked once he realized he was being responded to. "They look cool as fuck. Their sentient aren't they?" He asked once Keith had explianed the size differences, and he let out an impressed whistle. Watching the differences in demeanor he was more curious of them. He honestly wondered if they realized he was armed with the way their looking. So, he held a hand over towards the other guy. "I love the color scheme. My name's Jason."
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"I'm Keith," he said. "They're mildly sentient, on the same level as an actual lion, we guess, probably a little more. They usually don't act independently unless they're reacting to their chosen Paladin being in danger. Then they'll move in to rescue and protect if they're able to." Red moved closer to Keith, though not in a shy manner. She definitely was giving off a more protective vibe. Keith seemed to pick up on it, though, and he put his hand on the Lion's shoulder. That seemed to placate it a little.
"Voltron is a massive fighting robot designed to protect the universe," he explained. "The five Lions transform and combine to form it. Red here makes the right arm. Black is the head and torso. The other Lions fit with Green as the left arm, Yellow as the left leg, and Blue as the right leg."