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Delta, was once a lifeless planet. the combination of gases in the atmosphere was un-breathable for most life forms, the grounds where infertile and no plant life of any kind grew here. The barren wasteland of the planet was even disregarded for chivas, even though it was always on the list of possible locations. However as Kwei-kv'var looked out upon the lush greenery and swaying fields with Yautja and Ooman tending them side by side he tried to recall when the last time he had seen the planet on the chiva location options, truth was he could not. He pulled his biomask off and took a deep breath. The air was a little heavy on the oxygen but it was breathable. He stepped off the boarding platform his jumper and went to meet with the clan chief, N'ith-ritja, who was waiting respectfully on the side of the landing zone. He was a slightly shorter male with a slimmer frame than himself and as Kwei-kv'var approached he could tell that the chief was also a couple decades younger, but despite that his stance and air seemed to suggest he was well respected here.
N'ith-ritja greeted him with a hand to his shoulder and clasping his forearm in a friendly greeting. Kwei-kv'var bowed his head enough to show intent and not exaggerated as to risk offending the shorter male. This seemed to please the clan chief. "Welcome to Delta." N'ith-ritja swung an arm out to guide the view of the swaying fields and stopped at the direction of the newly blossoming town. "Come. Let's go to the hall, get you something to eat and debrief you on what we are doing here and why the council seems to think a guardian." His tone though friendly began to suggest that he didn't fully agree with Kwei-kv'var being sent there.
Kwei-kv'var nodded and motioned the chief to lead the way. "I'll follow your lead sir." The chief only nodded and turned towards the town. As they entered the paths between the buildings Kwei-kv'var was taken aback by the sights of humans and Yautja walking together, some hand in hand, others in jovial groups no doubt friends as their laughter and shoulder slapping would suggest. Walking further into town the chief led him to a larger building that had slightly more ornate entrance way than the rest of the town. This must me the hall. He thought as N'ith-ritja led him through the double doors and to what looked like a private meeting room with a simple desk and a few large chairs.
As they took their seats a young Yautja female walked in and bowed to them. "Bring drink and food. Then see we are not disturbed." the chief ordered. She bowed again then scurried away only to return within minutes with a tray full of food and two large goblets of a sweet smelling red liquid. without a word she placed each plate in front of the males and bowed again before securing the doors closed as she left. Kwei-kv'var raised his brow in an unspoken question. The chief chuckled. "That was my oldest daughter, she was excited to meet you, and seems to be just a bit unhappy that she could not join the proceedings."
Clicking his mandibles in mild amusement Kwei-kvar-de asked. "Why would she want to meet me? I only found out I was coming here a few months ago."
"Well we don't receive many visitors as I'm sure you understand why. If too many where to come and go, the security of Delta would be at risk. And that," he shook his head and took a piece of meat from the tray. "I cannot risk." he ate the meat. "You should try some. The humans call it beef, and the drink is an interesting plant drink they call wine." he sipped from his goblet, before continuing on. "You no doubt saw that there is more than just cohabitating here. There are couples, pair bonds even, between some Yautja and oomans. With only 600 colonists, there was bound to be some curiosities between our species. Most of us here are scientists, and more apt to accept the experimental relationships that are forming. However I do know that the sentiment does not gain favor outside of Delta."
Kwei-kv'var examined a slice of beef and tried it cautiously, giving a rumble of approval before asking. "So then I take it your daughter does not favor the idea then?"
The chief chuckled again. "No. She unfortunately had her eye on a male who is pair bonded with a Ooman woman. So she has been giving me grief about sending her to Prime. However she was born here, she doesn't understand that Prime is not ready to know about Delta let alone accept the knowledge and the relations we have gained here."
"I see. So what do we get out of the knowledge here with the oomans? I am aware they want to expand their life spans, which makes sense if some have been taken as mates...but I have been asked to learn our benefits for letting that happen." He then sipped at his wine. "Interesting." he gestured to the goblet.
The chief nodded. "You do not mince words do you?"
"No."
"I believe to answer your question, you must gain some perspective living here. How long have you been tasked to stay?"
Rolling a crick out of his shoulders, Kwei-kv'var answered. "However long I need to get the answers the council requires. The requirement is I stay in contact with the Arbitrator Clan Chief."
"I suspect there is no arguing that."
"None."
"Then." The chief nodded in reluctant agreement. "Welcome again to Delta. I will see you are given accommodations for however long your stay."
"Thank you. Now tell me more about this Beef and Wine the oomans have brought here."
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