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[yokunaru]

WHO: Yuuri, Viktor, Allura, Shiro
WHERE: Ice Palace skating rink
WHEN: backdated 2/7 morning
WHAT: Having some fun skating and then exchanging some mission info
WARNINGS: nothing yet

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[juniberries]

[She continues to split her orange-like fruit into pieces as the others talk, as a means of giving her hands something to do.]

We should keep in touch, then. [A pause.] I wonder, with the soil samples and flora collected, perhaps we can try to sanction a part of the Atrium for the survivors. To help keep what remains of their planet alive.

[She knows she would have wanted that. But again, these creatures are not Altean, and while she may be in charge of speaking on behalf of the Trilk, she's not speaking for them.]

I have...not yet tried speaking to the Trilk. When we were planetside it was impossible to understand their language. And I want to give them time to grieve before asking.

[genice]

You think that might be possible?

( he looks between allura and shiro, sitting up straight and ignoring the foot he has propped up on the bench for now. )

The Fek would love it. They had gardens — I saw a few of them — and there's... if there's something familiar we can give any of them, then we should.

( we've taken the rest away. victor doesn't feel personal responsibility for it; it's too vast, in too many ways, but he doesn't trust or accept the way this came about, or how it's been a subject of no communication past "you were requested by these people to help them interface." )

It's as Yuuri said. The Fek had nothing to offer on the subject, though they've been painting murals. Which reminds me, Yuuri, did we bring them that pinkest paint yet? ( he shakes his head. that's not important. or it is, but not to talk about right now. ) The captain and established crew have remained silent on the purpose of any of our activities that lead to the present state of affairs. Or at least that's been my experience. How about for you?

( glancing around at them all, resting his elbow on his knee and looking equally serious. )

[bayarm]

I think that sounds like a nice idea, but we should ask them first. As for possible, I collected extra samples, and I know at least one member of my team did, too. I could ask if he's willing to donate them.

[ it would be good to do this for the fek and trilk, he thinks, if it's something that would offer them some solace.

when victor asks about the established crew, shiro's expression darkens. ] I haven't had any luck getting anything out of them. It bothered me before — [ he trails off instead of voicing just how much it bothers him now. ]

[yokunaru]

[For a moment, Yuuri looks stricken.] Oh... you're right. I should've waited longer before I tried to talk to them. [His hands twist guiltily in his lap as he glances at Viktor.] Um, no, I don't think we've brought the paint to them yet either. We can do that after this. And we'll ask them about the garden in the Atrium while we're at it, too.

[The mention of the Captain and crew makes Yuuri tense up visibly.]

Ah, about that. I haven't had luck either... he might be ignoring us. The Captain. [He picks at his sandwich, frowning.] I've tried to contact him before this, but the crew members won't give us any direct way to call him with our communicators or meet with him. They're willing to pass on messages to him, but... he hasn't responded to any of them so far.