[Mini-Mingle] A Shopping Trip

[henchgal]

Given that those who're staying at the ADI housing are getting a clothing allowance, Meredith has taken it upon herself to organize a shopping trip to the Marshalls at Gloucester Crossing. The store is full of surprising deals, and a wide enough variety of clothing that people of all genders might find something interesting. There's even some of the new fall selections in stock already.

While Meredith's been sure to grab those who obviously need a little help, and those who'll obviously enjoy the chance to get out of ADI territory, everyone's welcome to come along for the trip.

(ooc: feel free to tag around with one another as well as me, this is just a fun way to introduce our characters to one another)

Comments

[henchgal]

No, I'm as normal as they come.

[A pause, she glances down at her cane and the corner of her lips quirks faintly.]

Slightly worse than normal, honestly, but not in the superpower sense. You know what I mean.

[marmoron]

[ she makes the comment, but keith keeps his eyes on meredith's face rather than gawking at her cane and splints. ]

Seem like you're doing pretty well for yourself regardless.

[ potentially questionable wording aside, it's not actually meant to be dismissive. some people really do have shittier lots in life, but if shiro's proof of anything it's that hard work and dedication contribute way more to success than simply having a healthy body. ]

I'm Keith, by the way. Forgot to introduce myself.

[henchgal]

Meredith. Nice to meet you, I think. I mean, as nice as meeting anyone here in this mess is.

[She smiles, taking the comment about her doing well for herself without any salt. Because if someone thinks she's doing alright, she's done her job.]

[marmoron]

Yeah.

[ he huffs a little humorlessly. ]

Least the entities don't have access to Galran Zaiforge cannons.

[henchgal]

There's at least two words in that sentence I'm going to need you to define before I get that quip.

[Sorry, Keith, she's never heard of the Galra.]

[marmoron]

Oh. [ somewhat sheepishly: ] Right.

The Galra are aliens from my universe. Hostile aliens that've been conquering and destroying planets over the last couple of millenia. [ he sighs, briefly rubbing the back of his neck. ] Zaiforge cannons are what they use to blow up whole planets at a time.

[ so this whole... prevent the apocalypse thing? kinda familiar in a horrible way. ]

[henchgal]

Oh, yikes, that doesn't sound like a fun thing to have to deal with. Does your world have some sort of...you know, heroes, who deal with that sort of thing?

[She doesn't think Keith's old enough for that kind of work yet.]

[marmoron]

[ he huffs a laugh. ]

I dunno if our group really counts as a bunch of pro heroes or anything, but kind of? Our primary offense against the Galra are a set of five robot lions. Alien warshiips really. They're sentient and choose a pilot to bond with.

[ all of which sounds crazy explained, but.... keith's saying it all entirely straight faced. ]

So yeah. I'm one of the five paladins of Voltron. [ ... ] We do our best. But the team's pretty new. [ hell,... not everyone on the team is even a trained pilot. hunk still pukes from time to time in the cockpit. it's all ... deeply reassuring. ]