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Who: Lance and anyone!
What: Arriving, mostly, and trying to find people and not die.
Where: Northern Drifts and then the Lake area.
When: Early/middle of October
Warnings: None so far!

Northern Drifts:

[ What wakes him was the cold. Lance hadn't had the luck to be dropped indoors, and while his armor keeps him safe from pretty extreme temperatures, he doesn't have a helmet at the moment, so his face is getting snowed on. Snowed on. He's not used to snow! Not even a little!

After minimal time of getting his bearings, which is mostly to say, to his feet, he starts calling out for his teammates. ] What the... guys?! Keith? Hunk, Pidge, Allura? ... Anyone?

[ Resounding, snow-blanketed silence. He only briefly scans the contents of the pack, noticing his clothes and the rations, but not much else beyond that. It alarms him a little, after a moment, that it seems he's unarmed. He can't find his weapon, and the communicator on his suit's not working... but he also hasn't seen anything hostile yet. So he slings his pack over his shoulders and starts searching, picking a direction and sticking to it as much as he's able.

Once he gets to the cabins, he starts knocking on doors, and opening them when there's no answer, but nothing here really seems lived in. Periodically he still calls out a name or two, but the longer he keeps trying, the more he loses hope of anyone answering.

Eventually he slumps against a cabin wall, sighing, looking up at the sky. ] Come on...

The Great Lake:

[ The way is both longer and shorter than he expected. The climate changes so abruptly it kind of confuses him, but the snow gives way to green and then there's water. And there's people-- at least he's pretty sure he saw a someone or two on the banks of the lake, just too far away for him to recognize, or even be sure whether or not they're human.

So now he's having a field day using his jetpack to hop from tall tree to tall tree, keeping a vantage point and trying to find out where people might live around here. Of course that's not exactly a subtle approach. ]

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[Keith smile fades as soon as Lance responds. He, too, hasn't seen or been able to contact the others. It brings back a feeling of worry and dread, but at least he isn't alone, anymore. Maybe the others are around somewhere, too. They just need to find them.

Looking at the backpack that Lance shows him, Keith nods, moving his attention to the shore where he left his own things. There's his own backpack, his chestplate and his dagger.]

Same. [On all points. Well--] Except I didn't see anyone else.

[ Yeah, same about that sense of dread. Lance shrugs, looking around uncomfortably. ] I hope the others are here too... somewhere. This place is weird. I mean, do you have any idea how we got here? I woke up on the floor, but I don't even remember falling asleep. Or getting knocked out, I guess, because I usually don't sleep with my armor on.

I know I saw some other people further down the shore, but I couldn't tell if they were humans.

Yeah... Me too.

[He moves his arms then, to grab some more water with his hands and pass it over his arms. They are red and warm to the touch, still, even after all this time in the water. It's about time to get out, though. They need to start looking for the others.

As for the question--]

No. I mean, I remember about as much as you do. [Which basically amounts to nothing.] One moment I was on Black's cockpit, [Taking a nap, but shhh, it's not like the lions were charged enough to go anywhere, anyway.] the next I was here. [Wherever here is.

Keith starts moving, then, making his way out of the water and back to his things.]

Maybe we can start by finding those people. They might know where we are, how we got here and how to find the others.

[ He sees Keith pass water over his arms-- his skin looks sunburned. He'd have felt that, probably, if he wasn't wearing his suit still. It makes him frown. But he nods, replying before adding another question. ]

Yeah. They should have some answers to something, anyway. Even if it's just "have you seen these people" and "do you have any food", or something.

[ Time for the both of them to get out of the water, he guesses... swimming would be more tempting if he didn't remember being cold-- and if he had something more than wind and sun to dry off with. As is... well it's a space suit, he doesn't even have wet feet right now. ]

Where'd you wake up?

[Keith doesn't answer to what Lance says, the silence meaning that he agrees. He does add something to it, however:] I still have some rations left, if you're hungry.

[He stops only once he is standing in front of his things, taking off his shirt and squeezing the water off of it to the side, before dressing it up again. He grits his teeth once the fabric touches certain patches of skin, but he doesn't let it slow him down, as he reaches for the sleeves of his bodysuit and starts squeezing those off, too.]

A desert nearby. [Saying it like that, when they are in a lake surrounded by trees, sounds incredibly ridiculous.] I mean, isn't that where you woke up, too?

[He looks at Lance again, then, from the corner of his eyes, and that's when it really hits him.

Lance... is wearing his full armor. And sure, he is from Cuba, and his skin is more well-equipped for the sun than Keith's, even though he lived in a desert all his life, but--... Even he would be dying of heat under that scorching sun.

His eyebrow raises slightly at the thought and he straightens himself up, turning to face Lance a bit better.]

[ That's... nice of him to offer, actually. But Lance shakes his head. ] Nah, I still got something, but I figure it's not a bad idea to ask before we're completely out. [ He has no idea how to hunt. Or to fish, without actual fishing supplies. Or what's edible here. So... yeah. Maybe asking is good.

Watching him wince makes Lance frown again. He shakes his head. ] Nope. I mean, it's gonna sound crazy, but about a day and a half that way [ he's pointing, of course ] it's full of ice and snow. Pretty sure if I hadn't had my armor I might've frozen to death.

Which... you know, makes no sense. That desert must've been intense though, you got some bad sunburn out of it.

[Lance has a point, of course. Those rations aren't going to last long. So Keith just nods and continues doing what he is doing. He doesn't know if they can actually trust anyone here - given that they don't even know how they got here to begin with - but it can't hurt to try, right?

Once he is already turned to him and Lance answers his question, Keith's eyebrow remains up, as he looks towards the direction Lance is pointing to.

That's... way too close from where he just came from.]

You... sure? [He asks, before looking behind himself and then back at Lance again. He's right. That does sound crazy. It really makes no sense. And yet--] ... Yeah, it's--... yeah. [Hot. Very hot.] How's that possible, though?

If I came from this way and you came from that way-- [He too, is pointing, using both his hands, even, one pointing towards one side, the other towards the other.] ... They gotta meet somewhere in the middle. [After all, it was only about a day and a half's trip, for both of them.] And there's no way that desert is turning into ice and snow.

Yeah? I mean it's not like I have a compass or... anything much to navigate by but I'm pretty sure. [ Shrugs!! ] I have no idea! I mean-- ... yeah no, I can't even invent an explanation for climate that weird. It seriously doesn't make sense! And then, you know, this place doesn't make sense either.

... Maybe it's artificial? Can that, is that possible? [ He runs a hand through his hair. ] What the heck, where are the science people when you need 'em?

[And Keith is just looking at Lance as he babbles on, somewhat, eyebrow lowering down, much like his arms and shoulders.] Yeah, I--... Have no idea, either. [Probably not.

... Very, very likely not.

He moves his hand up, then, scratches the back of his neck, and sighs at what Lance says last.] Hopefully nearby.

[Lowering down, he gets the backpack back on his shoulder - a small hiss escaping him as he does - as well as the chestplate back on his other arm and the dagger on his hand.]

C'mon. We gotta find them. If this place is really that crazy, they might need our help.

[ Okay, so he's rambling. Just-- this place? Ridiculous. He swallows, though, at Keith's statement, and nods. ] Yeah, hopefully.

[ He notices the wince, though. No healing pods, no magic alien healing powers, probably no aloe vera (and he sure isn't going to the desert to look right now either)... not a lot to be done.

He simply nods. ] Yeah. I haven't run into anything hostile so far at least... which, you know, is good because I don't have any weapons.

[ Before they start walking though, ] Want me to take that? The pack I mean.

[Keith's eyebrows raise a little when Lance mentions that he doesn't have any weapons. That's right-- He completely forgot about that. He couldn't find his bayard when he woke up. It's not far-fetched to think that the same happened to Lance.] Your bayard isn't with you, either? [He asks, frowning a little, after.] Does your shield still work?

[He hasn't checked if his own shield works. But, then again, he hasn't had his upper equipment on for a while.

The offer, though, takes him a little by surprise. He blinks, twice, his brain taking a little too long to catch up.] I--... uh. No, it's--... fine. It's a bit too heavy, I mean, you know, if we find trouble, it--... [Urgh. Words.

What he means is, if they get into any sort of dangerous situation, mainly without a weapon to defend himself, Lance would be better off lighter, particularly if his shield is still working. At the same time, however, Keith does have a weapon, which means he would have to be the one fighting, in case they did get in trouble. Which makes all the everything that he is carrying not good at all.

His frown deepens, for a second, before he offers his chestplate to Lance, instead.] Can you take that, though? I got my Marmora blade. If we need to, I can fight. But it might be harder with both my arms busy.

[ He shakes his head at the question about his bayard. ] No bayard, but the shield works, yeah. Guess I'll run defense for you, huh? [ Watch each other's back. They used to be horrible at it, but they got a lot more practice now. He'd be more comfortable if he had a rifle. Just... his bayard, really.

Keith seems to think his suggestion over, though-- if they do run into trouble, Lance would agree, it'd make more sense for Keith to be able to move as well as possible. They're both quick, at least. ]

Sure, yeah. [ He takes the big chunk of armor. Even though he's more concerned with Keith's backpack because that has got to hurt, right? Still. He hopes they won't need to fight-- and won't even say so because he'll jinx it, he just knows it. ]

[He nods, when Lance confirms that the shield is still working - Good - but snorts with what he says after.] I guess. [He smirks a little, a bit of a tease in there that's not quite put into words. It's true, though. It's been a while. Longer even, for Keith. They've gotten more practice now and things are just not how they used to be, anymore. Some days for the better. Other days...

... He passes his chestplate over to Lance, then, and his smirk turns more into a smile.]

Thanks.

[It should make his life easier. Taking a good hold of his blade on his now free arm, he looks around them and, eventually, does spot some houses in the distance.] Are the people you saw that way?

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[ He gives a tch sound for the snort. Right back at you, mullet.

But the smile has him smiling back. ] Sure.

[ And nods. ] Yeah, that direction. ... Are those houses? [ Maybe. Maybe they're not as run down as what he saw before. ] I saw some cabins in the snowy place, but they were all pretty run down, nobody seemed to live there. Maybe they're here instead?

[There's a silent understanding there.

And then he nods, as well.]

Yeah. Looks like it. [... Human-made houses, too. Which is extra weird. This... can't be Earth, can it?] Lets check it out.

[ Well, they're both thinking it, and Lance is just going to put it out there: ] This can't be Earth, right?

[ Granted, his geography is kinda fuzzy. But it can't be, right? Never mind that they're probably like super far away from Earth, anyway. He still tries to keep an eye on the surroundings, either way. ]

[Keith's eyebrows raise a little, when the question comes. It's good to know that he isn't the only one wondering that.]

... I was thinking about that, too. [He looks from Lance back to the houses, frowning a little, after.] I don't know. [It's the honest answer.] I mean--... I don't think so? The lions weren't charged enough yet. [Or at all. They hadn't started the trip. Shiro was recovering and Pidge was trying to find the best route for them to take.]

... But those definitely look human.

[ Yeah, he can only nod in agreement. ] Exactly. The lions weren't charged, we were stil figuring stuff out, all that. I mean, I don't know how far away from Earth we actually ended up, but my guess is, still pretty far.

[ ... Deep breath. ] But you're right. Those look human... sort of dated maybe. And the other dude I saw also definitely looked human, and now I guess we'll find out if everyone else is, too.

[ This still doesn't make ANY sense...!! Whatever, you gotta roll with it. ]

Yeah.

[That really is all there is to say to that. Nothing to add to it, either. He doesn't get it... But he doubts they will get any new information by just standing here.

Still, he does look at Lance, at the last thing he says.]

He looked human...?

[... Then again, maybe finding out more won't make them understand more, after all. In fact, maybe it will only make them understand less.]

[ Time to start walking, then, right? Lance thinks so. ] Might as well get a closer look, right?

[ He shrugs at the question. ] Yeah. I mean, as far as I could tell he was human, but then, you look human, and you're half galra, and Allura and Coran can probably look totally human if they try. So, you know. [ Grain of salt and all that. ]

Yeah. [Keith is quick to follow the movement, but walking, it turns out, feels harder now than what it felt before. He tightens the hold of his blade, attempting to distract himself from the dull pain and dizziness. He hates this. It definitely feels like he could use a break, but if the others are in trouble...

He tries to focus on the path, instead. And on what they are talking about.

What Lance says makes sense. It's hard to tell, for sure. ... He is pretty sure he is the only half-Galra half-human there is. But, who knows. Could be wrong.] ... I guess.

[ Lance kind of expects Keith to fall into step with him. But there's a pause there, a strain he can see on Keith's face. A very determined kind of focus.

Keith did say he's okay, though, so what else is he supposed to do but take his word for it? ... At least, he's not going to try for a particularly quick pace. Sure, the others might be here, might be in trouble, but... if Keith isn't okay, pushing him won't help anybody.

He makes sure he doesn't get ahead of him, so he can keep him at least in his peripheral vision, and keeps talking. ] Another thing I don't get is... we definitely didn't crash here. When I woke up I, you know? I didn't feel like anything had happened. And we've crashed or crashed into things and all that a dozen times before.

[Talking, surprisingly enough, helps. Helps keep him focused and distracted at the same time, focused on the here and now of things and where they are going and what they are doing and distracted enough from how uncomfortable it is to move, how heavy his head feels, how painful his back, arms and face are.]

Yeah. I didn't feel like it, either. [Like anything had happened at all.] Besides, I couldn't find Black anywhere. [He looks at Lance, just slightly ahead of him.] I couldn't--... Can't even feel him.

[ It's a good thing it helps. Lance still keeps one eye on Keith and one on the environment, hoping they'll find the others soon. ... Hoping they're fine, and that they find somewhere Keith can rest. He nods at what Keith is saying, swallowing. ]

Yeah. I can't sense Red at all either. There's just nothing there. It's like we're cut off, or somewhere totally different. ... And I mean, for some reason I woke up with my head on the backpack, like I was taking a nap. That's not a thing that happens at random.

[Somewhere totally different... Could that be it? But then-- How? Why?

Keith is about to agree - what else can he say, really? - when Lance carries on and. ... Well. He can't help but snicker.] Seriously? [There's that mild-teasing tone again.] You waking up with your head on a backpack or you taking a nap?

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