Seivarden: I was woken up by rodents and I have a terrible headache, but they insist I read some notes. At least I have help.

*chittering*

Oh. I’m Seivarden Vendaai. And this is my friend Caleb Dume.

Caleb: Hi! Um. I have no idea why I'm here, except that the little fuzzy guys are really pushy. And I think they were trying to entice me here with alcohol. I'm fine, guys, thanks.

Seivarden: They don’t even have tea!

*chittering*

No, hot leaf water isn’t the same.

Caleb: It's a certain kind of leaf, isn't it? Even I know that. Though, uh, it might be totally different in this galaxy. Anyway, I would have made some if they'd given me some time.

Seivarden: We can make some proper tea when we’ve finished. Should we get started?

Caleb: The fastest way to get finished is to get started sooner, so sure. Do you want to go first? I might need a minute to get used to this alphabet...

Seivarden: It is a bit strange, I admit that, and the writing is atrocious. So. In school there were classes, which sounds reasonable. Construction 101 built walls, which doesn’t sound terribly exciting. The teacher Amaya was nervous and awkward.

Exploring Fun Times With Friends fight in something called a Thunderdome, and then the teachers get into a fight. I’m glad I’m getting a proper education at home.

Attitude class practice gossiping. I’m not sure why people need a class for that.

Do you want to continue?

Caleb: I can do that, sure! This is all written in the tiniest High Galactic I've ever seen, but I'm pretty sure that part says it's in town, and that part there says that Liam was surprised to be working at the Trooper Station. Oh, is that where the clones I've seen around the island are stationed? I was kind of surprised to see those there. Cristina was at the clinic, too, putting stitches into a banana. Was... was the banana injured...?

Outside Wonka's, Ezra was just hanging around, which meant that he was treated to something called a 'Katy Perry song' when Kathy wandered by. I think that's a local band. It sounds like a name, anyway. Parker was working over at Luke's. I think maybe she was on the list of people who aren't allowed to eat unless they work for it, which still seems like a really weird rule. I'm going to just eat somewhere else next time.

Seivarden: I have to work, apparently. In a flower shop. I’ve never had to work before, so I’m not sure why, but at least I know how to water plants.

Caleb: ... That sounds way less awkward than the class I had to teach the other day.

Seivarden:: You had to teach a class?! About what?

Caleb: ... Laying low, whatever that means. I'm still not sure if it's about crouching down or just being sneaky.

Seivarden: Who would need a class about crouching down?

Caleb: I don't know. Maybe the same people who would attend a class about being inconspicuous that's taught by a Jedi Padawan.

Seivarden. You're not very inconspicuous since Emily dyed your hair. It looks nice though.

Caleb: Thanks! It's kind of growing on me. I like your sparkles, too. Do you want to take some of these notes, or should I keep going?

Seivarden: Oh, I can do it. At the Arms Hotel someone called Jaina called someone. Not very exciting news, is it? At Syndulla Scrap Hera had to deal with biting bits, but Sabine got there to help her.

Caleb: Sabine is really helpful. She's my TA in the sneaky class. Um. Whatever a TA is. It kind of sounds like something you'd call a droid. Do you want me to read a few more of these? I think I'm getting more comfortable with the tiny letters.

Seivarden: Please, go ahead.

Caleb: Okay! So... Oh, this is you? Seivarden went to the park yesterday morning with Issa - she's a good cat, and she even actually looks like a cat. Earth dogs could take lessons from Earth cats that way. Um, where was I? With Issa. And with sparkly hair. The squirrels think it looks good too, Seivarden.

*Enthusiastic chittering*

And they want you to wear it more often. Anyway, Zack stopped by with his dog, which probably looked like another wolf, and he showed Seivarden his sword while the pets played. Emily liked Seivarden's hair too. Maybe because Emily really likes pink in people's hair?

Seivarden: She really does seem to like my hair. I like hers too, I have to say. Oh, and Zack's dog and Issa really got along. She was surprised by that, I think.

Caleb: She? Issa?

Seivarden: No, Zack. Do you think her eyes are natural by the way?

Caleb: I don't think I've ever met Zack. What were... herrrr? Eyes like?

Seivarden: Oh, very blue. I've only seen that blue eyes on people that have had them changed.

Caleb: Huh. Is Zack human?

Seivarden: Why shouldn't she be? Anyway. Do you think Emily would let me braid her hair? That might be a bit forward to ask here, I'm not sure, and I wouldn't want to offend her.

Caleb: Well, she does have really pretty hair. I guess if she's listening to the broadcast she'll have some time to think on it now, though? I have no idea what's too forward in most situations, I'm afraid. Do you want to read some of these?

Seivarden: I was hoping she will be listening actually. It would be more subtle than asking her directly. Anyway, now there's news about you. Caleb did sword practice in the park - Zack let me try her sword by the way - and then Rey stopped by to talk about teenagers replacing adults. What?!

Caleb: Yeah, it's something Hera said just happens sometimes? I don't really understand it, but most of what's happened this week hasn't made much sense.

Seivarden: Why would I be here as an adult?

Caleb: I have no idea. It doesn't make much sense for me to be here either.

Seivarden: Tip brought a broomstick and commented on Caleb's hair. I hope it was a compliment. Alec followed Caleb to the park and was impressed by her laser sword. What's a laser sword?

Caleb: Um, I'm a 'he,' actually. And it's a lightsaber. A plasma blade. Not technically a laser, that would be weird.

Seivarden: I don't know what a 'he' is. So this sword, can it cut through things. That sounds useful.

Caleb: Oooh... Okay, remind me after the broadcast to explain cultures with multiple gender identities to you, okay? For now we can just agree that cutting through things is generally what swords are for.

Seivarden: Multiple gender identities? I've heard rumours that they're supposed to exist in some remote places. It sounds complicated.

Caleb: It probably is, if you're from somewhere that only uses one. But we can work out how to keep things straight, or at least respectful, if you like.

Seivarden: Excellent. Now, on to the party. Steve and Tony were making preparations before everyone arrived. They were a bit surprised they had to host one, but I think they did well, considering that. Steve greeted Hannibal who brought crepes. He also greeted Peter, but there was a language barrier.

Caleb: I've never heard Peter's language before, but I'm pretty impressed he's still trying to communicate with everyone talking Basic. Not that he probably has many other options, I guess. I need to figure out what that language is and learn to at least understand it...

Seivarden: Oh, why? I thought we all were speaking Radchaai. Anyway, Kitty promised Tony she wasn't going to to call the cops. Was there a reason to?

Caleb: I don't... think so? We weren't exactly being rowdy.

Seivarden: Steven didn't understand why Brooke was disappointed that there was only soda to drink. Emily, on the other hand, brought booze. A great idea!

Caleb: I didn't have any. I'm kind of wondering if I was supposed to have any... Well, too late now, I guess. Tony pointed out to Emily that they have fancier alcohol there than what she brought, and Peter really liked her hair and spoke Greek at her. Greek? That's what it's called? Okay, I'll learn Greek! Brooke was happy to see the alcohol, which she figured was something she had in common with Emily, and Seivarden was happy to see Emily or the alcohol or both there? I'd be starting to get kind of worried I didn't drink any, but Steve didn't seem to care for it either.

Seivarden: It wasn't just the alcohol, of course, but I appreciated her initiative.

Caleb: Oh. Uh... was it bad that I didn't bring anything at all, then?

Seivarden: I don't know, but I didn't bring anything either and I don't think anyone glared at me.

Caleb: Okay, phew. I feel better about that, now. And I wasn't the only one there who was feeling out of place, either. It looks like Amaya was pretty nervous when Steve greeted her. I hope she felt better after that. Steve seems really polite. He said hello to Miguel, too, and he liked that Liam brought potato chips. I know what potatoes are! Oh, and Steve talked to me, too. It wasn't just my first party. That was reassuring.

Seivarden: I had some concerns about the food being eating with bare hands, and Tony was kind enough to bring me a plate and silverware. Amaya was impressed by the grill.

Caleb: It was a pretty neat grill. I think.

Seivarden: It worked, I suppose. Later that night Eliot was throwing rocks on the beach. She claimed she was ok when Kaidan asked.

*chittering*

Oh, that should be 'he'? This is getting far too complicated.

Caleb: Eliot, Kaidan and I are all 'he,' I'm pretty sure. Eliot definitely is, anyway. Zack might be too? Zack sounds kind of like a he-name, but names don't necessarily mean anything. Emily's a she, though? Or she didn't mention that she wasn't, but I guess it might not have come up in conversation... It kind of is hard, trying to explain it like this.

Seivarden: Let's talk about that later over a cup of tea.

Caleb: That sounds like a great idea. Hopefully I can clear things up for you a little and manage not to just confuse myself, too.

Seivarden: Eliot made fun of you hair, Caleb! What a miserable person.

Caleb: He's not all bad. I think maybe he's just got some stuff on his mind. We talked about sports later? I... really don't know anything about sports.

Seivarden: Still. Astrid wanted some privacy on the beach, but Eliot pointed out that she...he… whatever, was there first. It's a big beach, Eliot.

Caleb: It does go all the way around the island. Kind of weird everyone ended up at the same spot.

Seivarden: Exactly. Anyway, that's all of it. Let's make some tea now.

Caleb: Let's. That's not a bad way to spend a morning.

[Thank you to the wonderful uncertain_dume for doing this with me.]