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Who: Everyone!!!
Broadcast: No
Action: The Iskaulit
When: For the rest of the month

[Now that we've all had time to settle back into our ships, let's see what's going on over on the Iskaulit! For the new folks, there are already a few establishments and projects going on, but there's plenty of room for everyone, either to join in or to build their own thing. So mingle away!]

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Ah-- sorry. [He laughs.] Maybe I've been waiting tables too long. Beverly, then. [And doctor when he needs to be more polite. It'll be fiiiine.]

It's alright, you didn't know. [Warm smile.] Let's find you a cactus, shall we?

[A laugh.] Something I can't do too much damage to while I'm learning, certainly. Cacti seem to like me well enough, at least.

[He's joking, probably. He's attentive enough that he can handle some plants.]

That's the wonderful thing about cacti: they're really easy to get along with, despite their prickly exteriors.

[She walks back towards the desert plants, gesturing for Qing to follow.]

Hmm... the one thing is, they can be very picky about when they'll flower. [She stops in front of a small pot with an almost perfectly round little cactus, with deceptively furry looking spines and a single big pink flower.] This species has been pretty generous with us though. What do you think?

{Alive among many to share with a few.} [He slips into Mandarin briefly, automatically - a smile that's just a tad wry crosses his lips as he finishes.]

My aunt used to raise them, she used to compare them to my father. [Peering at the small thing, his smile softens considerably.] I like it. I don't mind a little trouble, it's just all the more satisfying when you manage to make them bloom, right?

[Beverly tilts her head, curious at his words and wondering what he means. Perhaps it is a Chinese colloquialism or proverb... Those sorts of things often don't translate well, even with universal translators. But she smiles in any case.]

Exactly! And if things are too easy, well that isn't very interesting, is it? I like a challenge!

[That's largely it; the commentary isn't quite so literal, at any rate.]

Ah, certainly! Nothing excessive, of course, but there's little point to something if it's just given to you. [He smiles a little more, leaning down to peer at the cactus again. Maybe there's some part of him that feels like that would be nice if it were true of someone like him... but of course, he'll keep that to himself. He tilts his head, looking back up to Beverly then.] Um... is there a good time I should come by, then?

Most days I'm usually here in the afternoon, after I'm through at the clinic, but if work piles up there I might not get.

[She rubs her chin.]

Tomorrow should be all right but it might be a good idea to give me a call before you head over.

That's understandable.

[Ah, right. He nods, pulling out his communicator.]

I guess I'll have to get your number now, then. [A small, half-shy laugh leaves his lips at that.]

[She chuckles.] That's easy enough. [She hold out her hand for his communicator.] May I?

Certainly. [It's always easier just to let someone else do it instead of rattling off numbers and things. He has no qualms handing the communicator over, hands small and delicate even compared to hers.] Thank you again, Beverly.

[He's said that a lot these past few weeks.]

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