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[yablueit]

[ As the TAB's video feed switches on, the only thing in view is one blue eye, as someone gets a closer look at the device before he realizes it's actually already recording. ]

—Whoa, okay, is this thing on now? I think it's on. [ Lance pulls back from the camera and steps back, clearly leaving it balanced on something as he stands back far enough to be beside Keith, both of them clearly in view.]

I'm Lance. Pilot of the blue lion, Paladin of Voltron, master sharpshooter, [ He pauses for a moment to make double fingerguns at the camera. ] and kind of a big deal. [ He elbows Keith, who tenses and glares back at him. Keith obviously isn’t thrilled about being on camera or about being elbowed on camera, but he elbows Lance right back, as subtly as he can (not very). ]

And I’m Keith. Also a Paladin of Voltron. If that means anything to any of you, contact us.

[ Lance elbows him back again, and it's really unsightly how these two are both all sharp angles. It's a wonder no one's getting stabbed. ] Dude, come on, you gotta give a better introduction than that! That's super lame.

Finger guns are super lame! [ ELBOW. ] It was concise.

[ ELBOW. ] Your face is concise!

That doesn’t even make sense! And stop elbowing me! [ ELBOWS. TWICE. Lance tries to get out of the way of Keith's flurry of furious elbows, but only succeeds in knocking down whatever it was his TAB was balanced on, the video remaining on as it tumbles down and settles on a view of their feet. After a moment of not moving, Lance leans down to peer into the camera again.]

—Okay, so uh, we're gonna go, but first, um… no one's happened to see any giant robot cats around, have you?

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you know what I'mma threadjack a bit

[patchricide]

I don't think that last statement is true.

[CONSIDERING HOW RAVAGE REACTED TO HER MENTIONING THE LIONS NEEDED PILOTS...]

HO HO

[knaval]

Haaaaaaay, Princess!

[patchricide]

Hello again. You wouldn't be intentionally misleading my paladins about anything, now, would you?

[knaval]

Me? Never!

[patchricide]

So, out of curiosity, do any of the robots normally have a pilot?

[knaval]

[his optics narrow.]

Which robots?

[patchricide]

Those that were previous crew aboard the Moira, and are still present in our current location.

[It's not as though anyone's provided a more proper term.]

[knaval]

Cybertronians. Robot is offensive.

[patchricide]

[You know, if it were coming from another robot, she would believe it right off the bat. But fool her once...]

I apologize, I was not aware. But could you explain why?

[knaval]

We're alive. Robots are things that are pre-programmed for a function.

[he shrugs.]

You didn't know but... that's kind of one of themes of that big four million year war we all fought in was about.

[patchricide]

Oh.

[Her change in tone is impossible to miss. She understands that and all its implications immediately -- this is something with quintessence, connecting it to all other life in a way that was nothing short of profound.]

Please forgive me, I have been rude. Our AIs are advanced enough to be considered fully conscious... and I'm ashamed to admit that I've allowed myself to forget they're not alive. That consciousness and quintessence are related, but not the same.

[She almost brings up the other thing -- the Altean robots that do have quintessence, crafted by her father's hand. But if the term 'robot' offends them... that subject seems far too dangerous to touch upon.]

My deepest apologies. I will be more careful in the future.

[knaval]

Woah, hey. It's cool. You didn't know! Listen, I think we got off on the wrong foot. I'm trying to do this thing where I actually act my age, so I'm sorry for being weird and annoying the first time we met, alright?

[thumbs up.]

Threadjacking the threadjacking

[crankycat]

[Bit of a growl, but at Riptide not Allura]

No it isn't true.

[patchricide]

If you ever want to visit and meet all the paladins, I'll make sure that they don't attempt to ride you.

[crankycat]

....thanks. You seem to be the only one of them that isn't a dolt.

[Though from what he's seen, Shiro doesn't seem all that bad either.]

You wouldn't want me around, any how. [He's not the most social guy.]

[patchricide]

I assure you, they're all good people. Some of them are just better at impressions than others.

Why not? You're always welcome, you know.

[crankycat]

I'll keep that in mind. [Cause really, Allura. How do you put up with them?]

Yes, but I'm not from your world. Plus I am not the most social. [Cause cat, and well other reasons.]

[patchricide]

You talk. That would make you more social than most cats I know of. Even our Lions don't do that, other than with their respective pilots.