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...aight.

[ The video comes to life with Jon giving the camera a weary look. Though aside from his usual appearance of disheveled restlessness, he actually looks... Healthy? Like he's been having a very good meal? None of that makes him look any less concerned, however. Or less stressed. He may have gone even more grey over his own birthday. ]

So- The storm is over. And... I can't help but notice we have lost- A few of us.

[ He presses his lips into a thin line for a moment before going on. ]

No actual victims to the crash or the storm, just... [ A small gesture with his hand. ] Vanished. Their names are no longer on the network.

[ He checked. He freaking went and picked up the Communication data point to check especially for certain people but he's not going to admit how much his hands have been shaking and how long it took him to pull himself back together after seeing those names still present.

Especially one name.

A deep breath. ]

Some of those that- Left. They had information on the Atroma. And I... I never got any of that on record. I believe it might do us well to get what information is still present recorded. I ask those of you who know anything about them to find me at the former library. Yes, former. I don't think it's quite accurate anymore to refer to it that way. It's just...

[ And he shakes his head, waving the matter off dismissively before muttering. ]

...hope everyone's alright.

[ A pause, and another deep breath and he turns the video off with a soft click. ]

[ PRIVATE to Tony ]

[ -but he's really just setting the feed to a locked frequency before losing his nerves on a public broadcast. ]

Talk to me, please. I couldn't find you in the storm, I-- I... I was worried... Still am. Please tell me you're okay!

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A winged beast that acts like a magpie but isn't a bird...

[ Jon muses with a scowl, but doesn't dare moving.

Meanwhile the creature on his head has sighted the jingling metal and presses itself lower, eyes going almost comically wide.

Until it pounces without as much of a warning, claws outstretched and aiming straight for the shiny offering, easily tempted into a game of chasing it.

Jon instantly takes a step back, but can't help but watch. ]

Christ, that's-

[ Okay, but. What exactly are they looking at? At least now that Jon actually can look at it. ]

We don't have those on Earth.

Whoa!

[Cal jumps back a bit as the creature lunges, those claws and the range between his makeshift toy and himself just a bit too close for comfort. Still, he finally lets out a laugh, stooping down to drag the end of the belt along the ground for the winged beast to chase.]

I think it just wants to play. Nicer than what we've usually had to deal with, that's for sure.

[ And the creature does, indeed, follow. Pouncing after the makeshift toy with bared claws and spread wings. Jon also takes a step backwards, pouting a little. ]

If it just wants to play it doesn't have to jump down on me like that.

[ Having said that and with Cal keeping the animal busy, Jon raises his eyes back up to look at Cal. ]

You- You alright?

Well, it is wild. It probably hasn't seen people before so wasn't sure what to make of you.

[He gives the belt a tug here and there, watching the winged feline with a faint smile that manages not to completely fade at Jon's question, although there's just a sad tinge to it. This is just a distraction, yes, but a welcome one.]

I... More or less.

[One piece and alive is all right, isn't it? He looks tired and not from the quick sprint to find the Archivist. Sleep hadn't been easy to find during the storm, and while he hadn't gotten sick from being caught in the rain, his clothes and face are still smudged and spattered with dried out mud and dirt.]

[ Forgetting for a moment about the animal still chasing Cal's piece of clothing, Jon gives a slow nod. ]

Yeah... I can show you the way back to the city. Then you can get some rest.

[ Like a lot of them are still in need of after the storm. He turns his attention to Cal's shoulder and inclines his head a bit. ]

BeeDee-1?

[ The inquiring tone already gets the attention from the mothcat, which interrupts its play to look up and towards Jon, ears turned forward. ]

Yeah... Sounds good.

[Cal nods at that. From behind him comes a little beep of acknowledgment when his name's inquired upon.

The padawan arches a brow at the creature.]

You really do draw its attention, Jon.

[ Hearing that confirmation from the small droid makes Jon smile. He hasn't really noticed the little one before, so confirmation that he is okay as well is a relief.

It's Cal's words and an odd noise that sits somewhere between a click and a trill from further down towards the ground that pulls his attention back to where the small, winged beast is already spreading its wings open again with a flutter and taking a few measuring steps towards the Archivist. ]

Ah, Christ... C-come on, now. No more pouncing on people.

[ He crouches down with a little sigh and holds out a hand towards the feline-like being while glancing in Cal's direction. ]

Let's see how much it acts like an actual cat?

[ For now the mothcat hesitates, but its ears and tail feathers give a curious twitch. ]

[Cal chuckles a little as he watches the mothcat fixate upon Jon.]

I think it likes you. Can't say I've had much experience with cats. We do have a bogling stowaway aboard the Mantis though.

[He's pretty sure Greez hasn't found out about it yet.]

What's a bogling?

[ Not something Jon has heard of before, and he gives Cal a wondering look, which has him not pay attention to the mothcat for a moment. Which is an opportunity the creature swiftly takes by lunging forward and onto the Archivist's outstretched arm, bypassing the offered hand in favor of leaping on the man's shoulder instead.

To Jon's credit, he doesn't freak out entirely as much as before this time. But he still does stumle back in his still inconveniently crouched position, craning his head back to peer at the feline-like being once again eyeing his glasses. ]

Woah- Hey!

It's-

[The padawan doesn't get to finish, bursting out a laugh as the mothcat does just about what he'd been expecting it to do. Even BD-1 gives an amused hoot as he peeks out from behind.]

A little smaller than that, a lot fluffier. They're shy and live in burrows on Bogano. Cute little guys though. Probably one of the only things that hadn't been bent on attacking us when we were out exploring there.

[He stands again, brushing off his belt before starting to thread it back across his poncho to fasten back into place.]

Looks like you've got a new friend.

[ Jon does his best to follow Cal's description while keeping two finger up between his face and the mothcat to intercept any paw strikes. ]

Bogano- That... That's a planet, I assume. Sounds like you were exploring some dangerous places.

[ He gets distracted for a moment by a pair of paws carefully stepping onto the hand he holds up and the mothcat proceeds to first sniff the fingers in its way before straight-out rubbing its face against it. ]

Ah.... right. I suppose that- Counts. As a new friend...

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