#sir whiskers the fifth is still on the run

[mischiefandspirits]

Voltron Dragons

Part of Voltron Dragons

Lance, Pidge, and Hunk, the dragon protectors for the small city of Arus, gain some unwelcome company, at least in Lance's opinion.

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“Where is he?” Pidge growled. “We were supposed to meet up to train twenty minutes ago.”

“He’s probably just running late,” Hunk sighed.

“For the fifth time in a row! When he gets here, I’m going to-” the girl cuts off with a shriek as a spray of freezing water hit her back. She spun around, shivering, to see a serpentine head poking out of the river they were standing next to. “Lance I’m going to kill you!”

Snickering, the snake-like dragon slid out of the water. He was a dark teal color with blue speckled markings across his back and paws. The thin spines running down his back and cheeks clicked as he shook himself off.

“Careful,” Hunk called, holding up his arms as the flukes on Lance’s tail accidently caught the water from the river and sent it splashing towards him.

“Sorry Hunk,” Lance laughed, scratching the fin on his chin.

“And what about me?” Pidge glared at him as she brushed frost from the back of her shirt.

A forked tongue stuck out between sharp fangs.

“Why you-” Pidge hissed as a whirlwind surrounded her. The girl disappeared in a swirl of leaves, replaced by a small, feathered dragon. It was pastel green, with bright green striped markings across her chest. Matching curved horns sprouted from her head and dark green feathers lined her back. She shook out her bird-like wings and jumped onto the larger dragon’s back.

“Get off, Pidge!” Lance shouted, trying to shake the green dragon off.

“Come on, you two,” Hunk said.

Lance yelped as Pidge bit his tail with her sharp beak. “That’s it!”

Pidge shrieked as Lance jumped back into the water. “My feathers aren’t waterproof, idiot!” she said, scrambling out of the river.

“Then stay off my back!”

“Can we just train? We need to get ready for the Garrison’s representative. We can’t let them see us like this!”

“Too late.”

The trio of teenagers jumped and spun around to see a long dragon landing next to them. He was a deep black color with violet scales around his eyes and brilliant white fur framing his face and down his back, neck, and stomach. He also had curling, branch-like white horns and violet whiskers. Most obvious though was the scar cutting across his muzzle and the prosthetic made of glittering silver with glowing violet runes that replaced his right foreleg from just above the knee.

He watched the three with amusement flickering in his eyes as the three scrambled into formation.

Hunk transformed in a swirl of sand, revealing an orange dragon with yellow scale plating on his face, neck, stomach, and legs as well as sharp spines on his back and tail. He also had jagged yellow markings down his back and large fangs that hung out of his mouth. The claws on his bat-like wings scratched his neck as he pulled them in tight and ducked his head. “Oh, uh, good evening, sir. We hadn’t realized you’d be here so-so soon.”

The dragon chuckled. “I was able to come out a little sooner than I expected. I’m Takashi Shirogane, but you can call me Shiro.”

“I’m Hunk, sir-er, I mean, Shiro.”

Pidge rolled her eyes and Lance snickered. “Katie Holt, but everyone just calls me Pidge.”

“Lance McClain. I’m the leader of our cast.”

“What?”

“No way!”

“I see,” Shiro hummed.

“So how does this work?” Pidge asked.

Shiro’s tail flicked and he cocked his head. “How does what work?”

“You’re here to, like, assess us, right? So are you just going to watch us or… what?”

“Assess you?”

“That’s why you’re here, right?” Lance asked.

“Is that what the message the Garrison sent said?”

“Well, it said you were coming and would meet up with us once you got here, so we assumed…” Hunk looked at the others and they nodded. “Is that not why you’re here?”

Shiro sighed and shook his head. “The Garrison’s worried about rumors going around about the Huntsclan moving in on the area so they sent me to keep an eye on things.”

“The Huntsclan? Like, the Huntsclan? W-what would they be doing here?”

“Whatever it is, we’ll stop them!” Lance slapped the river with his tail, sending a wave crashing against the far bank.

“I’m sure,” Shiro muttered. “Either way, the Garrison believed it was best to have a more experienced dragon in the area with them running around. This meeting was for us to introduce ourselves since I’ll be hanging around for a while.”

“Who does he think he is, coming in as if we can’t protect our own territory?”

“Shirogane Takashi. Heir to the Japanese Shiroganes. His grandfather had been the Japanese Dragon, as was his great grandfather, and his great-great grandfather, and so on for ten generations. His great aunt now holds the position. His father was set to take up the mantle, but he and Shiro’s mother died in an accident shortly before he was meant to. Shiro was young at the time so he was raised by his older half-brother. After that, the family just kind of fell off the map until Shiro was summoned before the Garrison to start training to take his aunt’s place four years ago. However, from what I understand, he turned down the offer so his cousin is going to take her place. He still works with the Garrison though.”

Lance and Hunk stared at Pidge. “How do you know all that?” Lance asked.

Pidge turned the page of her textbook. “I looked him up last night after the meeting.”

“He sounded pretty American for someone from Japan,” Lance pointed out.

Pidge shrugged.

“What happened to his brother?”

Looking up, Pidge used a mock-eerie voice to say, “No one knows.” She turned back to her book and returned to her normal voice. “Shiro told the Garrison that he disappeared about two years before Shiro came in for training, but that’s it. He won’t say anything else about it, apparently. And he distinctly said disappeared instead of died. Most think he got snatched by hunters or something.”

“Woah, that’s crazy!”

“Mr. McClain, is there something you would like to add?”

Lance jumped and looked up at the trio’s mythology instructor. “No, Professor Iverson.”

The man glared at his least favorite student. “Then perhaps you can tell me what the answer to my question is.”

Lance bit his lip and glanced at Pidge, who ignored him, then Hunk, who shook his head. “Uh… fourteen?”

Iverson sent him an unimpressed look. “Yes, fourteen is definitely the term for Greek tree spirits.”

Lance slouched down as his classmates snickered around him.

“Perhaps next time you’ll pay attention. Can anyone else tell me what Greek tree spirits are called?”

A knock came from the door and the class turned to see a boy standing in the doorway. “Dryad, a tree nymph or greek spirit. More specifically, the term is supposed to be used for the spirits of oak trees.”

“Thank you, Mr…”

“Kogane. Keith Kogane. I just transferred here,” the boy said, holding out a slip.

Iverson walked over and took it. “Class is almost over, Mr. Kogane.”

“They had me in the office, sir. Don’t know what to tell you.”

Iverson glared at him and gestured towards the desks. “I expect you to be on time tomorrow. Take your seat.”

Keith nodded.

The only empty seat was next to Lance so he made room for the new boy. “Name’s Lance,” he said, pulling his bag off the seat.

Keith ignored him as he sat down. He dropped his backpack next to him and leaned his chin on his hand.

Lance frowned.

The bell rang a second later and the class left.

“What was with that guy?”

“He’s probably just uncomfortable, being the new kid and all.”

“Hey, it looks like we have gym together,” Hunk said, pointing ahead of them where Keith was heading into the boys’ locker room.

“Great,” Lance groaned. The two went inside while Pidge left for the girls’ room. “Where’d he go?” Lance asked as they walked over to their lockers. They got changed and headed for the gym, spotting Keith leaving the bathroom stalls as he went, his red jacket pulled on over the gym clothes. “He changed in the stalls?”

“So, Pidge does too.”

“Yeah, but she’s Pidge.”

The two met back up with Pidge and the trio stood off to the side while they waited for their teacher, Lance eyeing Keith the entire time.

“Alright class, line up,” Mr. Harris called out as he walked into the gym. He eyed Keith as he fell into line and Lance smirked. “You there, what’s your name?”

“Keith Kogane, sir. I’m a transfer.”

“Well then, Kogane, you get a pass for now, but no jackets inside the gym. If you’re cold, you ain’t moving fast enough. Take it off and set it to the side.”

Keith froze. “I’d prefer to keep it on, sir.”

“Don’t care much what you prefer, boy. Off it goes unless you want detention.”

Keith’s fists clenched, but he walked over to the bleachers to set aside his jacket.

“Now the rest off you get to stretching.”

The trio sat down and Lance glanced back over at Keith. His eyes widened as he spotted the dark shape of a dragon wrapping around the other boy’s right forearm. “Hey, cool tattoo. You like dragons?” Lance called as Keith passed the three.

Glaring, Keith grabbed his arm and snapped, “No, I don’t. It’s a birthmark, not a tattoo.”

“Well then,” Lance muttered as Keith marched off to the opposite side of the gym.

This was a plot bunny that was nagging at me and needed out. I'm not sure if I'll be continuing with it. If I do, it will probably just be a bunch of short oneshots like this.

[todaybharatnews]

via Today Bharat nbsp; nbsp; ldquo;It was the fifth day of the schedule. It was normal, like every other day. We used to go there, shoot late into the night and allhellip;. This was so unexpected,rdquo; costume designer Amritha Ramrsquo;s voice trails off as she tries to recollect what happened on the sets of the Tamil film Indian 2 on Wednesday night. Three technicians were killed and nine others injured in a freak accident on the sets of Indian 2 in Chennai. The incident happened late on Wednesday night when a crane, which was being used to construct the set, came crashing down. The deceased have been identified as Krishna (Assistant Director), Chandran (Art Assistant) and Madhu (Production Assistant). Speaking to TNM, Amritha Ram, a costume designer who was on the set when the accident happened and had, in her words, missed death by a whisker, says that the team was rehearsing for an action sequence on Wednesday night. ldquo;A make-up artist, Kajal (Aggarwal), Kamal (Haasan) sir and I were in front of the monitor. We were having lighthearted conversations and suddenly I felt like a hurricane or tsunami was rushing towards us. I really donrsquo;t remember much as itrsquo;s all blacked out for me. I remember something crashing down, noise all around, people running everywhere...and then I ran out. All this happened in less than 10 seconds,rdquo; she says, still sounding traumatised by the incident. Director Shankar was also present on the sets. Amritha couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the huge crane that had fallen on the spot where she and her colleagues were standing a short while before. ldquo;My immediate instinct was to check if those who were standing next to me were okay. Kamal sir was on my right and Kajal was also around. I was also looking out for my team and seeing if they were fine,rdquo; she adds. According to Amritha, there had been no sign that the crane was unstable or risky. She says that the team had been shooting at the same spot for five days without any issues. Amritha had tweeted that she was fine, shortly after the accident. ldquo;I had to collect myself from that immediate effect to tweet it out since I started getting a lot of calls after word about the incident got out,rdquo; she adds. Hours after the incident, Kajal Aggarwal also tweeted her condolences to the victims. ldquo;Words cannot describe the heartache I feel at the unexpected, untimely loss of my colleagues from last night. Krishna, Chandran and Madhu. Sending love, strength and my deepest condolences to your families. May god give strength in this moment of desolation,rdquo; she wrote. Amritha says that the loss feels personal since the team has been working together for quite some time. ldquo;In a set like this, where we work for 20-25 days at a stretch, it is a team. They (the victims) were all so young. Who deserves to die there? Since it was a stunt sequence, there were a lot of people there,rdquo; she explains, adding that director Shankar and Kamal Haasan went to the hospital immediately after the incident. Noting that she realised the importance of having the contact numbers of doctors and hospitals on the call sheets, Amritha says that ambulances and medicos were always there on the sites where the crew has shot before, including Bhopal and Gwalior. ldquo;I have never been in one of those life-death experiences. I could not sleep last night. It all happened in a matter of seconds. It feels unreal to me and I have been trying to figure out what could have gone wrong,rdquo; she says. Indian 2 is being produced by Lyca Productions, and has Kamal Haasan and Kajal Aggarwal in lead roles. The film is a sequel to Indian, which released in 1996.