[Flo]: “Hey! Yeah, I’m a Fluorite, but you can call me Flo to avoid confusion. This is Nephrite, she’s a little shy at first, but I’m sure she’ll come around. And of course we’re from Homeworld! I wasn’t even “born” when the war happened, so I’ve never even seen another planet up close. Nephrite might’ve been, but she won’t say.”

[Nora]: “…hello”

{{Hey sorry for dropping this without notice! If anyone is still interested, I’m trying to work on making the intended story line for this into, well, a written story! On a fanfiction website or something! @anonaiiii might be kind enough to help me not fail at it ;’> If it comes about, I’ll be sure to post links to the story here! In the mean time, let’s try to revive this. Ask anything about the characters, don’t be shy!

Log z||zzzz||zx :: Nephrite P31-4 Triangle Cut

Today we got our first message, but it’s point of origin is unclear. The contents of the message were alarming to say the least, and Fluorite demonstrated her ability to severely understate the situation. The message has been relayed to White Diamond, though we are uncertain what will come of it; it ended too quickly to determine the source. 

Log z||zzzz||zz :: Fluorite  CAY-9 “Fang” Cut

Strange signals came through the radio the other day, very primitive, like some kind of ancient communications broadcast. Well, I didn’t think it was that exciting- just some static and *maybe* a word or two- but Nora got all in a snit and insisted I fix that outdated coms unit she has! And what a pain! It’s all blurry, it’s cumbersome, and it sits there making this low static noise all day. I don’t know what she thinks she’ll hear, something about “other intelligent lifeforms” or something, I don’t even know.