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Kacxa Week 2019 (Extension) - Day 8: Convention Attendance

This starts off Kacxa and briefly steps away from it and then becomes a Kacxa again. I wanted to do a pseudo-continuation of the Halloween-Wrap party story I wrote last year.

I hope you enjoy this little piece as my others. Sorry for the late posting, was called into work yesterday and didn’t have any time to post it.

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She had a rather angry look standing outside their room; she was dressed in black form-fitting black latex long sleeve shirt with matching pants. She was wearing an intricate black corset that stopped halfway up her bust. She wore black leather goth-motorcycle like tactical boots that went up to her mid-thighs with various buckles going up the sides.

On her hips were pistol holsters with Desert-Eagle props as per convention regulations. She had combed her hair in a way to cover her horns. Something she didn’t mind but looking at her hands that were painted with a white flesh tone. On a chair of their small one-bedroom apartment was a leather trench coat which had Celtic like designs among the hemp of it.

She looked at the clock; she threw her head back, releasing a grunt of dissatisfaction, “Come on, Keith!” She looked back at the door, ”We are going to be late!” From behind the door, she heard him grumbling, “I’m not wearing this! This is an outrageous costume!” Glaring at the door, “HOW?!” “IT JUST IS!” was the only response that came from behind the door, “Why can’t I wear my Guyver outfit?!”

Keith was glaring at the suit that was on their bed. He hated how they tried cashing in on the Voltron series. He looked at the box that had his Guyver outfit when she “YOU wore it to the Wrap-Party last week!” She was right about that, but he’d rather be a Guyver than a friggin then what was in front of him “Besides, you turned down being Michael because ‘People would be able to tell it’s you,’ so I don’t want to hear it! Now hurry up, this is very uncomfortable!”

He glared at the door, but he knew he was defeated. He looked back at the ridiculous outfit. Grumbling, he started taking his traditional red jacket and black t-shirt off. Thirty minutes later, Acxa sat up, smirking as he walked out of their room. She picked her phone device up and snapped a picture, possibly for typical couples’ blackmail, “Hey, buck up! From my understanding, he is just as much of a badass with a bladed weapon like you.”

She got up grabbing her coat, and walked towards the door of their apartment. As with all form-fitting outfits, certain things were noticeable. She looked back at her boyfriend to see if he was coming, he stood still for a couple of seconds and quickly followed suit. It was a good thing he was wearing a helmet because she would have caught him staring. He opened the door and looked at Acxa over again in full detail. “If I have to wear this, you need to wear that more often.” Thinking of his declaration, she looked at him with a devilish look, “Make it through today in your outfit, and I will take your negotiation under consideration.” She winked at him, “now eyes front soldier.”

They attended the Platt City convention together. But when some of their former castmates started showing up, they agreed to split up to play a prank on them. Lance was dressed as something with dog ears that looked like it came from Dungeons & Dragons. Allura was dressed as some Disney Princess.

Pidge dressed as the Pidge from Defender of the Universe. Hunk dressed as a character they didn’t recognize. Shiro arrived dressed in casuals, Romelle dressed up as Laura Croft. When asked about her outfit by Allura, Acxa replied that she was Selene from Underworld.

Acxa met up with them and started fraternizing with them when asked about Keith. She told them he disappeared when they arrived, “saying he had something to do.” When asked about Keith’s outfit in which she replied, she was Michael from the same movie. But the cast members continued fraternizing as they continued exploring the Sci-Fi/Fantasy Convention. They then broke off and explored the convention. Acxa, keeping the prank on looking for Keith, even though to her, he stuck out like a sore thumb.

He was currently looking at the Star Trek table. A new Star Trek movie dealing was being in the works. He slowly started making his way towards a few other tables. She was about to approach him when an announcement went over the intercom asking for all Voltron panel participants to report to the theater four. She saw him lift his head and look right at her.

On the stage, were the moderators Daniel, Vince, and Larmina. Again Voltron Alumni from a previous series. They introduced the entire cast from the Voltron: Legendary Defender. Everyone cheered as each cast member, but when they got to Keith, there was a silence as no one came out. Castmembers started asking Acxa, and she gave them a baffled shoulder shrug.  

There was a murmur as everyone in the audience was asking where he was. Even his castmates started to murmur except one Acxa. She turned her head to the left, smirking, causing others to turn their heads. An even louder murmur erupted as a man walked onto the stage towards the moderator's platform.

His outfit enough caused outrage from some of the fans. Dressed up as the Green Ranger from “The Mighty Morphin Power Rangers.” A series that many Voltron fans consider a knock-off trying to cash in on the success of Voltron. Larmina looked at the costumed man, “Sir; I think you are in the wrong Panel Hall.”

SMirking underneath his helmet, “No…” He reached the stand and reaching up to his helmet, “I think I am in the right one.” The whole hall gasped and erupted in cheering as the removed helmet revealed Keith’s face. Even his castmates were shocked as he walked over to the table to his place where Acxa was.

He was interacting with his fellow castmates, interacting with some of them as he did. He sat down next to Acxa, placing a peck her cheek before putting his helmet on the floor and held her hand. The audience was in a frenzy which lasted for a couple of minutes before settling down, in which the moderators could start conducting their panel

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Kacxa Week 2019 Extension Day 9 - Movie Date

The date is October 30th, 2119 and the Voltron Gang go to a local movie theater to experience The Rocky Horror Picture Show! 

Yes... I went there. I combined Voltron: Legendary Defender with Rocky Horror. Deal with it!

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The date was October 30th, 2119, time approximately 23:30 hours. They were walking down to their local movie theater. The weather was a typical crisp cold fall evening, almost reminding her of the spring-like weather on her homeworld.

Voice: So…….. this movie is a musical?

Second Voice: Yeah, and it is also an audience participation movie.

First voice: Are all Earth movies like this?

Third Voice: No, this movie is a one of a kind movie.

Fourth Voice: YEAH! It’s like a cult classic!

Fifth Voice: Lance I doubt it fits the criteria of being a cult classic. Although it is surprisingly uncanny as to how many people still enjoy this movie 144 years later.

Sixth voice, sighing: Pidge, please tell me you aren’t going to psychoanalyze this movie?!

Pidge: I don’t know.

Seventh voice: I am interested in seeing what you Earthlings consider a “cult classic.”

Eight voice: And what is a cult classic is.

Ninth voice: Why am I the only one that only one wearing Golden thong shorts?! I demand to know why!

Tenth voice sighing: Because it’s part of the participation! You wanted to be part of this, so quit your whining!

The group of ten turned the corner and was greeted by a line of people eager to get into the movie theater wearing similar outfits. Keith and Acxa were dressed as Riff-Raff and Magenta. Lance was going as Brad Majors, and Allura was going as Janet - even though she was a bit self-conscious of parading around in just a bra, panties, and heels. Pidge was dressed as Columbia and Hunk as Eddy. Shiro was dressed as Doctor Frank-n-Furter, Coran as Professor Von-Scott, Matt as the Narrator, and Lotor as Rocky.

They looked up at the sign which read “Midnight Showing of the Cult Classic ‘The Rocky Horror Picture Show.” They bumped into Romelle, Bandor, Ezor, Narti, Zethrid, Nyma, Shay, N7, Merla, Luka, Griffin, Nadia, Ryan, Veronica and Ina dressed in what looked like tuxedos from the 1920s or 1930s with hats and sunglasses. Like Lotor, they didn’t like being in their outfit as the Ghouls.

Keith and Acxa broke away from the domain group for a balcony seat. As their friends and comrades watched the movie, they were more interested in each other. They could hear lewd, and offensive comments said to the screen, and see flashing lights for one scene — something which baffled Acxa about this human participation movie.

But she was starting to enjoy the movie, even though she didn’t know what to say. Just the allure of the film in its cheesy sci-fi. The perverse humor, and at how the movie didn’t take itself seriously.

But when it came time for the Time Warp, Keith wanted to dance with her but she didn’t know how to dance it. But Keith taught her the steps of it. Since it was her first time watching the movie, he didn’t expect her to know Magenta’s lines in the song. But she was smiling and laughing, doing the dance with her mate.

After the dance, their second dance ever, they flopped down in their seats. They pressed their heads together, giggling. But then heard Shiro singing “Sweet Transvestite” and then Lotor scream “WHAT THE QUIZNAK?!” when Rocky’s song came on. They looked down at Lotor’s location and could see him greatly displeased at who he was forced to go as, which caused the two love birds to start laughing hysterically.

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Kacxa Week Extension Prompts

Kacxa Week Extension Prompts

It has been decided to extend Kacxa Week 2019 so that those who couldn’t participate for various reasons could. So from October 15th to October 21st, the extension week will run, but feel free to do the Bonuses and take it to the 24th! These prompts I want you to be as creative as you want. You can be as romantic or as dark as you want. You can be so out of character for these characters as you want but please be as creative as you want. 

This week’s prompts are as follows: Day 8: Convention Attendance Day 9: Movie Date Day 10: During Battle* Day 11: Nightmare Comforts for Acxa* Day 12: Pre-Kacxa/Co-Worker crush* Day 13: Sleepy Cuddles* Day 14: Routine Life on the Atlas. Bonus Idea 1: Music Video Challenge - Create, draw out, or write a music video to a song you feel fits them best Bonus Idea 2: Pick a story from the previous week and continue it. Bonus Idea 3: Birthday Celebrations! Accepted Media: - Fan-Art - Fan-Fiction - Music Videos

And like last time lets spread the love on multiple sites! Please share not just here on Tumblr, but please share it on DeviantArt, FanFiction, and Ao3!

Prompts with * are prompts from @kacxa-fan on Tumblr from an August post

Once again, let’s show this ship more love! Let’s be as creative as we want to be and let’s have fun! I look forward to looking at all the wonderful Kacxa writings and media!

[hunterguyveriv]

Kacxa Week Question:

So it has come to my attention, that either many of the people who participated last year just haven’t had the time to participate (if they still love or support this pairing) or just didn’t know it was happening.

Should we extend the week, that way those who didn’t know it was going on or had the time to participate can? Or before the year ends should we consider doing a Kacxa Week 2019 2.0?

If we do decide to do either - an extended week or Kacxa Week 2.0, we will need a new set of prompts. I am for a possible extension, but someone will need to come up with them.

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Kacxa Week 2019 (Extension) Day 11 - Nightmare Comforts for Acxa

This is meant to take place right after The Paladins encounter Ranveig’s Superweapon. But during the debrief it has repercussions that affect Acxa.

I hope you enjoy it like the other pieces I have written not just from the initial week, but this extended week

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He was jostled awake from her trembling in their bed. At first, he thought it was Kosmo trying to get compy the way canines get comfy. Dig at something and move it into a shape to lay. But he saw that his wolf was sleeping on his Star Trek extra large dog bed in the form of Captain Kirk's chair.

He heard a whimper of fear and turned to face her. She was shaking with cold heavy sweat on her skin. He placed a hand on her hip, trying to wake her up, even called to her softly. However, he was greeted with further childlike whimpers.

The screams kept getting louder and louder as the creature continued its rampage on the base. A small girl hid in a utility locker crying as the sounds of tearing flesh, the crunching of bones, and the splashing of some liquid filled the air along with the sounds of terror and blaster fire. The little girl held her hands over her ears, clamping her eyes shut as tight as a terrified 4-year-old girl could.

The chaos died down on the transport ship. A chittering beast walked by, sniffing the locker she was hiding in. Her breathing hitched as she could feel the stink of the creature’s heavy breath and growl that shook her to the core. The door to the locker, she was in flung open, revealing a blue-skinned girl with darker blue hair with little nubs for horns screaming.

Her scream was nothing he had heard before, which terrified him. He was so concerned about her that he barely moved out of the way of her blaster. Keith looked at the wall of their shared Atlas Quarters; the burn mark on the wall was mere millimeters from where his head was. He looked at her and saw the pure look of terror on her face. Her hands were trembling and locked on the trigger, crying.

He snapped his head to the door as their door flew open. Garrison security a few Paladins came into view weapons and bayards drawn. He held his hand up to tell them silently, “ Don’t Engage.” They lowered their guns and watched Keith slowly approach her. He spoke softly to her, trying to get her to realize where she was.

When she came back to reality, she was greeted with a worried Keith, a smoldering spot on their wall, with Galaxy Garrison security weapons at the ready with Lance and Pidge wielding their bayards with Shiro standing behind them. He ordered Lance and Pidge along with the Garrison Security to stand down.

They stood aside and before Shiro could step in, or Keith could take a step towards her, she jumped off the bed and ran. The look of sheer terror still etched on her face. A look that Shiro recognized all too well. He ordered the Paladins to return to their rooms, and the Security Officers to return to the deck’s security station.

Shiro walked in and was greeted by Kosmo, who jumped onto the bed and rolled on his back, demanding Uncle-Shiro to give him a tummy rub. Shiro looked at the wall as he promptly scratched the wolf’s stomach and tapped his ribcage softly. The proximity to the location of where Keith’s head was did not escape him. Keith went and sat down on the foot of his side of the bed.

Shiro: What happened here, Keith?

Keith: We were sleeping all contently.

Still looking at the burn mark, Shiro: Obviously.

Keith: She started trembling, whimpering as if she was having a nightmare. So I tried to wake her up.

He heard Shiro sigh and turned to face Keith.

Keith: When she woke up, she woke up screaming, she pushed me out of bed and shot at the wall. Then a few seconds later, you all were standing in my doorway.

Shiro: Do you have an idea as to what could have caused the nightmare?

Keith: No. She was rather upset when she found out I faced Ranveig’s Superweapon with that Galra by ourselves.

He had never seen his Jhuk' uhn' dac like this, which terrified him. Up until her arrival on Earth, she always had the mannerisms of a cold warrior devoid of emotions. He only saw fear on her face once, back when Zethrid held him by the throat with a blaster to his temple. But it was nothing like what he just saw.

Shiro did notice a change in her demeanor when, during the debrief, she saw images of the “Superweapon.” Shiro could see he wanted to do something but didn’t know what to do. Acting as the brother he always had been, he offered solutions to help her. But the critical thing was to let her open up when she was ready too.

Keith was wearing just a pair of red satin pajama-pants as he wandered the Atlas, starting to wish they had the Castle back. The Atlas was a beautiful ship, don’t get him wrong. It was the Flagship of the Galaxy-Garrison in a fledgling Galaxy Alliance. But it was just too big! He checked all the usual spots they hung out, even asked Veronica or Coran if they had seen her, which they had not.

Acxa could still hear the screams, the crunching, the tearing, and the splashing as she frantically looked for a place to hide. A place where she could feel safe. The lights in the room she came into were off, but two lights flashed on with three light blue dots in between them.

He found her an hour later in the alcove where his spare Paladin and Marmora suit were along with some extra clothes sleeping. He knelt down and delicately placing a hand on her bruised knees. She snapped awake ready to strike again but realized it was Keith. He still had a worried look on his face, not from her hitting him but for her in general. Feeling shame, she looked away.

Seeing how exhausted she was, he coaxed her out of the clothing alcove and over to the simple military-like cot. He slowly crawled in with her following suit, not realizing where she had ended. She, however, instead of facing him, due to the shame she was feeling had her back to him.

Acxa: Sorry, you had to see that shameful display. A warrior race like ours should not show weakness like that.

Keith: I don’t consider it a weakness.

Acxa adjusted so she could feel his arms wrap around him.

Acxa: Its… it's just…

He could feel her tremble and hear her whimper. His grip around her got tighter in a soothing reassurance manner.

Acxa: I can’t sleep on ships like these, Keith. It’s great when our missions criss-cross, but I can’t sleep on ships.

Some tears escaped her eyes and ran down her face.

Acxa: It all started when I was a youngling around what your people call four…

Acxa started to go into detail on the nightmare she thought she escaped when Lotor recruited her at the age humans consider 12 or 13. She thought she was completely over it when she heard and saw footage of the encounter with Ranveig’s SUperweapon. She told him how she was on a transport ship with refugees from a devastated planet from war. She was a typical toddler at the time, with only her older brother and grandmother.

The ship was halfway through it’s trip to a colony world when it was attacked rival Druids yet to pledge their loyalty to Honerva, Haggar at the time. They were ruthless towards the unarmed refugees. But they had also brought a beast with them for those who tried putting up a fight.

Her grandmother was the one who placed her in a utility locker, promising to come back for her. But her grandmother never did; she was never found. Instead, the creature the Druids brought found her and were about to kill her when a Druid stopped it. It cocked its head ready to blast her when Sentries started appearing like Grealisian Locust with the Empire’s emblem on their left breastplate and right shoulders….

She had fallen back asleep in his arms. He now understood, “why?” He spent the next hour, stroking her sides and arms in comforting circles, which seemed to help her when she appeared to have the nightmare. Every time his grip started to loosen, she’d grab hold of him. A few times, he winced when she’d grab hold of him, digging her claws into his naked flesh. He even whispered, “Don’t worry, my brave goddess. I won’t let it harm you.” It sometimes would work perfectly fine, and other times it barely did anything.

Not long after, she was sound asleep. Keith reached for a small shelf, grabbing something. It was a small circle with what looked like a spider's web and a small object in the center. A Dreamcatcher, something his human ancestors believed would catch the bad dreams in the web and destroy them at dawn. He hung it up over their cot and slowly fell asleep.

Eventually, Kosmo joins them, having tracked their scents to the Black-Lion. He slinks in sees “Mommy” and “Daddy” sleeping and flops in front of the cot. He sighs and automatically falls asleep. Every once and awhile, looking up when he feels “mom’s” hand touch his coat. He licks it and places it down.

The screams kept getting louder and louder as the creature continued its rampage on the base. A small girl hid in a utility locker crying as the sounds of tearing flesh, the crunching of bones, and the splashing of some type of liquid filled the air along with the sounds of terror and blaster fire. The little girl held her hands over her tiny ears clamping her eyes shut as tight as a terrified 4-year-old girl could.

On her tiny face, faint freckle like spots on her skin started to luminance a bright bluish-white. Something that her mother’s race did when wracked with emotions. She squeezed her tiny ears even harder, screaming and crying in fear as she heard the screams of people being torn apart. She could also not only taste but smell the coppery taste of blood in the air.

This time, however, she feels the embrace of another. A calming embrace which starts to put her at ease, and forget about the ensuing carnage outside her utility locker. She is afraid to open her eyes, but she feels compelled too. Through the haze of tears, she sees a boy about her age holding her. He has a worried look, but it also is filled with confidence and determination. He has curly black hair and almost purple color for eyes. His skin tone was a tannish red, but in some spots, she could see hints of purple. Even the whites of his eyes had a faint trace of yellow in the darkness.

Looking into his eyes, she started to feel safe with him. He holds a hand out to her in which she grabs it, but intertwines her fingers with his. There was a loud bang in which caused the little girl to jump, but the boy showed no signs of hearing. As the deafening chaos got louder and louder, she could hear him say, “Don’t worry, Acxa, I won’t let anything happen to you. You are safe with me now,” even though he mouthed it.

Outside, the Black-Lion’s eyes flashed as a low rumbling growl could be heard as if to agree with what was said in the nightmare. However, to those in the bay just looked at it weird, thinking it was coming to life with no pilot. But instead, it powered down to “sleep-mode” at the ready to protect its three occupants.

On the inside of the lion on the cot, both Keith and Acxa’s right hands were intertwined. She moaned in her sleep and squeezed his hand even tighter. In the dream, a little boy could be seen comforting a little girl as more and more bloodshed occurred around as if they were never there.