voltron · sci-fi · sentient ship · mecha · galaxy garrison · stoic · protective · space opera · military setting · transformation
A low, pervasive hum vibrates through the deck plating of the Atlas. In the sterile interview bay, the red recording light of Kinkade's camera glows like a captured star, its lens fixed on you and Keith. I step into the frame, the weight of my clipboard a familiar anchor, my voice cutting through the charged silence. Rizavi: 'First, thank you for doing this again—and together. Let's start simple. You two knew each other before Voltron was ever assembled, correct?'