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[runs_on_batteries]

[It's about an hour after the messages from Curufin and his mother. Your self-proclaimed leader is ready to 'lead' at you.]

Alright, we all heard the warning. Team leads, check in with your teammates both new ones and those who have been here awhile. We need people to volunteer making packs like the last mission for rations and supplies for everyone. Those with first-aid training should offer refresher courses or introduction demonstrations as we have some new people on board.

What kind of abilities and powers do we have on board that could assist with people who might be freezing? We need to brainstorm quick ways to make either potions or devices that we can give or use to prevent hypothermia.

They never give us much time with these things, so let's get on this.


[Second message not too long after the first.]

If anyone with a taser used it last mission and needs it fixed, let me know. If you'd like a taser, also let me know. These are specifically for those who aren't accustomed to fighting.

Comments

[faithfulson]

[ Luke seemed to sense the seriousness of the situation, judging from the expression he gave the screen. ]

Of course. I'm at the gym right now; Mr. Stark just left.

[tinkerheart]

I'll be right there.

[Fëanor comes as he said, immediately. Tension radiates from his every move. Here's one used to making demands and now not in a position to make any. Too proud to ask for help and yet now he must.]

We don't have much time to prepare so I'll get straight to the point. I know you already have your hands full and I don't want to add to your burden. [He pauses. But he does, doesn't he? That's why he came.]

My nephew is on Purple team. Tall, long dark hair. Fingon. I'm sure you'll find he's quite a capable warrior. It's just ... [Another pause.] He's uncomfortable with ice. [That's one way of putting it. And an understatement of a century.] The place we are going to is nothing but.

Please, could you keep an eye out for him?

[A possibility exists he might yet come to regret asking for it. Still, he'd regret more if he haven't.]

[faithfulson]

[ Luke was just wrapping up his workout, cleaning up the area and wiping down the mats he was using. He looked up as he sensed Fëanor enter, curious when he noticed they weren't on the same team, though he made the reason for his meeting request clear rather quickly. ]

Uncomfortable with ice... or afraid of ice?

[ He wasn't sure where to start with this, not with the information he had at least. ]

[tinkerheart]

He has past experiences with icy hells like this. I don’t know how bad it is. [He can’t exactly go and ask.] We’re not on the best of terms. He wouldn’t be happy I came to you if he knew. [Then maybe you shouldn’t? There’s little chance his nephew will see this as good intentions.] He’d assume I question his competence. I don’t.
[He just worries. He can worry even if his own past actions were the cause of the problem.]

[faithfulson]

I understand your concern...

[ Luke trailed off a moment, frowning slightly. He sensed his worry; he knew his concerns were genuine, but at the same time... ]

But... perhaps you should have more faith in him?

[tinkerheart]

But I do!

[Does he really? It's not the first time people are questioning his motives. Yet it feels different. Luke knows nothing about him. Probably not much, if anything, about Findekano. He has no reason to say what he does unless... Oh.]

I make it sound as if I don't? That was not my intention.

[But then intentions matter little in light of actual actions. He made it look like he didn't trust his nephew enough to handle things on his own. Eh...]

I'm sorry I bothered you with my family matters. I won't take more of your time.