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Who: Victor Nikiforov
Broadcast: Open to Shipside Folks - Voice only for Victor
Action: The Iskaulit
When: Shortly after Zhade's broadcast

[Victor has been on the Iskaulit since the attacks. The Heron is down and so is the Twin Roses. The two rooms he'd usually stay in - his and Yuri's - are both very far away.

He isn't a Captain, or a pilot, or anything of use, actually. He hasn't felt this useless in a very long time. So he stays on the Iskaulit and tries to think of ways that he can get to Yuri.

His voice lacks the enthusiasm he usually puts into it. He has no energy to try for charm. He only wants to ask a question.]

The stranger stated we could send items to the planet.

Do we have any containers that small which could fit a person and they'd be able to survive the fall?

[Someone is probably going to have to convince him not to just launch himself at the planet so he can find Yuri, because he's absolutely seriously thinking about doing that.]

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[Such a good voice of reason, Tyrion.]

Wouldn't sending reinforcements be helping them?

[Yes he's such a stand-up role model.]

Or just add more people to the slaughter. We need to help them, not add another person that needs protecting down there.

[Pointed Look - before his expression softens.] I have people I care about down there as well ... people that I love. I understand that you are scared, but let us not charge in and get ourselves horribly murdered, eh?

You are ... the man who organized the ice skating rink, yes? Can you not organize getting the right kind of supplies down to the surface to help them help us?

[It's really the softening and offering a different solution that makes Victor listen to Tyrion. He actually stops and considers what he's saying.]

That's right, I could.

Maybe instead, we could put messages in with the supplies, letting them all know we're all right and can't wait to see them again?

[Tyrion taps his broken nose, and smiles a little.]

Now that sounds like a solid plan. Along with sending along what we need from them to be able to save them from the nightmare planet below. Frankly I would like to tell my friends that I am coming for them.

That's good. That will let them know that they aren't really alone.

Which right now, might be the most valuable gift we can give them right now.

We could make sure everyone who wants to say something puts in a message in.

Now that is a spot on idea. And ... much less likely to have another person out of our reach whom we can't help, eh?

I know, I know. That was a stupid idea.

Noble, but yes. Stupid. Still, always good to know we have another noble person aboard.

[Cheeky.]

I know who to use as a flesh shield.

Are you joking? My clothes are designer. I can't get blood on them.

[Hey look, he's joking. That's progress.]

Yes but my mind is utterly unique. What is more important, your coat or my genius?

[One snarky comment at a time.]

Hmm. Which coat are we talking about?

[And you get a laugh in turn. Well done, Victor.]

Clearly I have come to the right person if I need to know where to get more than one designer coat. I do not suppose your tailor will see to it that they can fit a dwarf sized frame?

Oh, if we were on Earth I would have a tailor who would be able to make you the finest clothes.

Here, though.... [He sighs a bit, trying not to worry about Yuri so much he can't think.] Perhaps soon.

We shall save this discussion once we are all safe with one another once again, hm?

[Something he would treat himself to - an entirely new suit.]

Yes. Of course. Once Yuri and the others are back.

Thank you for the distraction, though.

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