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[When Lindir's face appears, he looks a little concerned. That said, being a touch concerned at all times was probably on par for him. Those who listen closely might hear some soft cooing noises in the background.]

I was wondering if I might find someone with the knowledge of how to care for young... tribbles I believe they're called. I came across one of the creatures while in the gardens, but I did not know it was an expectant mother. There are now five.

[Lindir reaches over and lifts one up so that it could be seen by the camera. Holding it now, he actually smiles slightly. It was a soothing creature.]

I had intended on returning the mother to the wild, but I am unsure if that is wise with young ones.

tawarwaith

[Tauriel has been pretty busy lately with her various tasks, projects and self imposed duties, so it's been awhile since she actively appeared to talk to anyone on her own terms. Currently she was outside-- possibly on a rooftop as there seems to be nothing but sky behind her.]

I have been studying a great many things lately in an attempt to better understand the world of technology and industry. Unfortunately, I think I have gone as far as I can on my own without some sort of guidance. Even suggestions on what subjects I should focus on will be of help.

There is something else I would also like some assistance with as well, though I think there will be fewer people who can help me. Up until now I have fought using bow and dagger--to great effect, but I am interested in learning other means of combat, such as the use of firearms? There is the tiniest frown as s he says the word "firearms" [It had taken her nearly an hour to come to terms that it was an actual word.] I feel as part of the security team, such skills would be beneficial to have.

endsorrow

[This particular broadcast starts out with the sound of Braska chuckling to himself. He's settled in his little shack at the table with a book and a ~~coffee~~ tea mug. But his eyes aren't on the screen or anything on the table; he's holding up his arm, shaking his head at the long sleeve of the robe he's wearing. There are... holes. A smattering of them.]

It seems as though I have myself a new roommate. I haven't noticed anything moving about on its own... [Braska laughs fully now, focus turning to the video feed.] I may need some help searching for it? Or, I suppose, them. There's no telling how many new friends I've got.

Ah, and... Perhaps I also need some help patching up my robes? [He grins ruefully.] I'm afraid anything regarding a needle and thread is beyond me. I'm aware I could always take them to my tailor friends in town, but... All things considered, I fear that if we don't find them all, or if more move in, choosing the route of paying credits for repairs could get expensive quickly. You see?

[While Braska's talking, he reaches for his cup without looking at it. It edges out of his reach. Thinking that he just missed, Braska tries again, shifting his hand to the side. The cup slides farther out of his reach.]

I don't expect help for free, of course, but I'd rather trade favors for favors in this case.

[private to Lindir]

Consider this an offer for me to make good on our promise from the Blackmoon celebration.

When would be best for us to meet? Would you prefer to come out to my home, or should I meet you at the resort?

timesbureaucrat

[The communicator comes on with the sound of a hard crack, like the buttons are being smacked instead of pushed. The communicator bounces with the force of the blow.

On the screen, Narvin is looking wild-eyed and hair askew. He swears in Gallifreyan and runs a frustrated hand over his head.

Well, now that the communicator is on, he might as well explain.]

One of those vile pests has got into my room. If there's an exterminator around, I would pay good emeralds to see the blasted thing put out of my misery. I last saw it disguising itself as a communicator, but where or what it is now...

[He scans the room, sees something moving out of the corner of his eye.]

No don't--! [And runs off chasing after the Prop, communicator still on, but left on the table.]

archeologue

Grave sites are splendid repository of priceless artifacts. The golden mask of Agamemnon from Schliemann's excavation of the royal shaft graves at Mycenae. King Tutankhamun's glorious, some say cursed, tomb. Beautiful Etruscan jewelry from the tomb of Tarquinia.

[His eyes gleam with excitement as he talks about the treasures.]

I wonder why there are no graves on this planet. It is a universal truth of archaeology that where there are settlements, there are graves. It may be internments, ashes and bone fragments of cremation, wall burials, sky burials, but all peoples must deal with their dead. And yet for all the ruins here...nothing.

[He's convinced that there must be burials somewhere. But it would suit his purposes just fine if he discovered a burial site (and the grave goods within) with no one else in a position to know or suspect.]

My apologies, where are my manners. I am Dr. Belloq, archeologist from Earth, year of our Lord 1936. These communicators, remarkable devices. It's very strange to think that to some here, I am a part of ancient history.

vengeance_driven

[Public | Audio]

[Niko hates having to ask for stuff. He still feels bad for imposing on Roman so much for so long, but he needs money to get what he wants, and he can't do his job (either job) if he can't go into the woods or the caves.]

So uh...

This hasn't been an issue until now, but I didn't bring any armor with me. I wasn't really expecting so many explosions [or to get wrapped up with gun-runners] and I'm really need to get back to work. If anyone has good suggestions, please give them. I could use something, maybe have it imported in.

[There at least doesn't seem to be a shortage in people that would be knowledgeable in different armors, but probably all of them types he hasn't heard of.]

lindir

[By the looks of things, Lindir is sitting down in a high backed chair in one of Blackstaff's guest rooms. He says nothing, but continues poking at the screen, furrowing his brows and frowning. As there's a beep from the device, he turns his head to listen to it, then looks back again. He lets out a deep sigh. This was going to be a lot harder than he thought it would be. Why did he ever agree to this?]

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