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He looked at the earpiece that the other gave him as a little bit of a flush appeared across his cheeks. It wasn’t overly his fault that the whole concept of technology was still new to him. It was a lot to take in what changed in the time he was gone and in space. Earth was different now and he was trying to bring a little piece of it back slowly. While learning how most of the pieces of technology worked. The earpiece looked a bit more simple. 

He watched James for a second as he continued to talk. Watching how to take care of the earpiece and mimicked his movements. He supposed the small blue light on it meant it was on as he tapped it. When the ringing in it perked up he twinged a bit but it was soon over as he knew it was on. 

Technology was weird.

When James finished talking he felt as if he missed something important. He didn’t hear everything but something about a canyon and it seemed like a great place to practice maneuverability. But he was sure a hunk of metal was nothing compared to Toothless’ more natural movement in those tight places. 

“Sounds like a race. I’ll even give you a head start. I’ve seen your craft taking off once or twice. Its not as quick as a dragon’s take off. And hopefully this tail will stay together this time…”

Without a proper forge he just couldn’t heat Toothless’ tail right. He tried it Pidge’s way last time and the tail fell apart in mid flight. Plummeting was not fun. But he got lucky he had his makeshift one he made with the Olkarion seeing they were here to aid Earth in the new movement of technology. He was really grateful for them showing up. 

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❝ Well a race seems a little excessive since you’ve never flown this route with me before and that’s not very fair. Also uhh-... what do you mean HOPEFULLY IT STAYS TOGETHER? ❞ That was more than a little concerning. Last thing he needed was to cause an accident out there if something was wrong. James was pretty sure if he came back sans Hiccup then a certain Black Paladin would be PISSED.

“I think you’ll find I’m not an official member of voltron so there’s very little keith can order me to do, or not do, in space or a building full of soldiers.” ― independent altean traveller, had a nice to ring to it, one romelle would apply to all future interruptions. slides out of her seat, arms crossed. there was only so much she could do in this place. how bored the cadets must be when they weren’t training.

                     “you’re an officer. can’t I go on it now that you’re here?”

Great, this is just what he needed right now. Someone to deal with that even KEITH couldn’t get to follow an order. That could almost be impressive if the entire idea of INSUBORDINATION didn’t give James a headache.

@aresolute

romelle is pretty sure she’s not suppose to be touching all the equipment. specifically, the flight simulation equipment, seeing as she wasn’t a cadet or official officer of the garrison, but did that stop her from attempting it? not at all ! the simulator played rather like one of pidge’s video games. halfway through the second level when screen cuts off, astroids and lasers replaced by dark screen. a simple turn of the head shows the culprit.

                     “I was about to beat my high score.”

As much as James was trying his best to be cordial with their new and returning allies, it was hard for him not to be a little ANNOYED at how unsurprising it was to find one of Voltron’s people using the sim without following any of the proper protocol. As far as he knew this girl wasn’t even a pilot which really just complicated this all that much further.

❝ I don’t care what the seniors do I care about what I’M doing right now which is against every curfew rule in the books! ❞ James whisper yelled as loud as he would allow himself to ( which really wasn’t loud at all ). He still couldn’t believe he’d let himself be dragged into this but Keith just had a way of pushing his buttons- ALWAYS HAS- and one thing lead to another and now here he was nervously clenching and unclenching his hands at his sides as he kept glancing around waiting for one of their commanding officers to show up and yell at them. He was distracted enough with that he hadn’t even caught the nickname he usually hated hearing.

James had never done a bad thing in his life! Okay maybe one time he snuck an extra juice to his room from the commissary but that was ONE TIME and it was nowhere near as bad as breaking and entering- or breaking and LEAVING which was their current plan.

Needless to say James’ heart was racing, nervous sweat building on his forehead and on his rather quickly dampening palms. BUT as soon as the lock was open and Keith looked at him with that face and called him a chicken he remembered why he was here. HE HAD SOMETHING TO PROVE and what he was proving was that James Griffin was no coward and there wasn’t anything Keith could do that he couldn’t do, too.

...even if James’ anxiety was spiking higher than ever in his life at the thought of tarnishing his SPOTLESS record.

Eyes pinched shut, James adamantly ignoring the burn of a blush he felt spreading over his cheeks and the tips of his ears. Maybe if he just IGNORED EVERYTHING then Keith would disappear and nobody would see how his light complexion completely and utterly betrayed him at the slightest hint of being flustered- and over something so stupid.

 ‘     uh              thank   you  . .       so   were   you  ,     james .          ’            cheeks   answering   in   kind   to   james’  ,              crimson      warmed       freckled   cosmos      &     crawled   up   neck   at    the        SUDDEN   PRAISE .           keith   wasn’t    used    to   it    still                    shadows    of   past    hanging        heavily      above   head     &      haunting   the   warrior .        sharp  teeth   breaking   the   sensitive   skin   of   lip    as   the   raven       nervously       chewed   on   the   bottom   one  ,     a      HISS   OF   PAIN        split   the   space   between   them .        ‘   . .     you’re   maybe       right      about   the   title  part . .            they’d         NEED     TO     FIND        a   title    for    my       fellow      paladins   as   well .         ’          joking   ,          smile   wide   despite   the   burn   of    the   wound    the   hybrid    propped    paladin   helmet    against   hip    underneath    arm    &      carefully        touched    injured   area  ;      gaze    thoughtful     despite      attention       being    fully    on    james . 

  ‘        excuse   me  . .    for   asking  ,        james .           but                     what    . .      why       are   you     DOING      this  ?             i   can’t   help    but       wonder .          i’ve   asked   myself                        nevermind . .        ’           (    WAS   IT   REALLY   A   NEW   DAWN ?      WAS   IT   A   NEW   BEGINNING ?    )     mimic    turning   serious   ,        honest       curiosity         flickered    deeply   within    indigo   as    gaze   met   the   MFE   pilots                  the   paladin   not    scared  /   too   hesitant   to    ask    directly    &       search   the   male’s   eyes .

Getting a smile from Keith had James sporting one of his own. It was something SO RARE back when they were cadets- something only Shiro was ever able to inspire sincerely. The only smiles he ever received back then held A DANGEROUS, COMPETITIVE EDGE so this felt... nice. Left a tingling feeling in his gut he wasn’t willing to name as his eyes were drawn to that scar Keith touched on his cheek.

❝ I know it’s weird and it doesn’t make up for anything but we-... ❞ James began, trailing off as he let out a long sigh. Maybe this WAS the wrong way to go about things but he really hadn’t known how to approach Keith otherwise.

❝ It can be a date but it doesn’t NEED to be a date if you don’t want it to be. Not to say I wouldn’t want to go on a date with you BECAUSE I SO WOULD but it’s not-… I don’t need it to be a date you know? ❞ James attempted to explain, hand running through his hair and only really accomplishing mussing up his bangs.

MISC SENTENCES.

❝ Fatal need, huh? ❞ Dramatic and yet… it didn’t seem like something out of character for Kaiera. They did seem like someone who THRIVED on being out and having fun and had been slowly getting James to find those moods in himself from time to time.

MISC SENTENCES.

❝ Keith! ❞ The carefully put forth persona James attempted to keep cracked seemingly almost IMMEDIATELY the moment those words hit his ears. It was just so objectively RIDICULOUS hearing the leader of Voltron- a great universe defending super weapon- talking like a kid who didn’t wanna pay the swear jar all because James was giving him some boring report he’s sure NEITHER OF THEM really cared about.

❝ What’s with that? Are you-… do you think I’ll write you up for cursing or something? ❞ After all, James did have a reputation for being a STICKLER for the rules ( something he was kind of proud of because following the rules to him was A GOOD THING not something he should be vilified for ) but he’d never gotten anyone in trouble for anything like that. Though he also wouldn’t be wholly shocked to know Keith might be MESSING WITH HIM.