[Keith was too busy sputtering, coughing, and trying to catch his breath to really notice much at first. Air was good. Air was needed. Air was... air. Give him a tic, Lance. He was still processing and getting oxygen back into his lungs.
But, yeah... then it kind of clicked. He was naked, and he was pretty sure that was Lance's shocked voice, and it was cold. Really cold. Though, Keith wasn't accurately feeling that cold thanks to a combination of his new blood-type and the effects of the weird goo he'd just almost drowned in.]
L-lance? Quiznak. What the heck?
[He shook his head, pushing his goo-sticky bangs from his face.]
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But, yeah... then it kind of clicked. He was naked, and he was pretty sure that was Lance's shocked voice, and it was cold. Really cold. Though, Keith wasn't accurately feeling that cold thanks to a combination of his new blood-type and the effects of the weird goo he'd just almost drowned in.]
L-lance? Quiznak. What the heck?
[He shook his head, pushing his goo-sticky bangs from his face.]