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closed 🪶 so many birds of so many feathers
Who: Benedikta Harman & Others.
Status: Closed.
Where: The Roost.
What: Benedikta tries to fix up the chocobo stables that she broke last month, and she also gets a new visitor through the rifts.
Warnings: None for now.
Status: Closed.
Where: The Roost.
What: Benedikta tries to fix up the chocobo stables that she broke last month, and she also gets a new visitor through the rifts.
Warnings: None for now.
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[Yeah, she's just going to reach down and hoist Betsy to her feet. Her sitting in that nest is not going to do her or the gryphons any good.
She has questions, many of them swimming in her gaze as she looks the other woman over, a few sitting on the tip of her tongue, desperate to fly out. Any mention of rifts and world hopping is of interest to her, and she says that she has been to many? Might she know about how to control them or, better yet, close them...? Not that she's going to ask the latter, but she nearly does as she opens her mouth, thinks better of it, and then closes it again.
But there is something else very interesting about what she's said, and she narrows her eyes. The gryphon squawks and snaps her beak at Benedikta when she squeezes her feathers, and she pulls her hand free, shoving the bristling bird gently.]
Wait, you are not quite so new... and yet you were somehow teleported here? From someplace else in this world? Most often than not, you are dumped in the ocean or upon the deck of the Armada's ships.
[She had mentioned finding her footing, so it's the logical conclusion to make.]
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Thanks. You're good with them.
[ Makes her wonder how long she's been around gryphons. Or if she's natively from here in general. Not really the most important question to ask now. Instead she turns her attention to brushing herself off, trying to keep herself from huffing about the indignity of the entire situation. No need to make an even worse impression than she probably already has. ]
Yeah, this was different than that. I was going to meet a teammate of mine at a cafe. Obviously I didn't make it to the cafe. [ The teammate will understand though, most likely. Or he'll simply think she stood him up, which is just as fine by her. Not that she'll voice that, not when she knows how cruel it'd sound. ]
I guess that means sudden random teleportation isn't commonplace here. That doesn't seem good.
[ At least not in her experience. ]
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[She isn't sure whether she should feel relieved or... disappointed about that answer. It was foolish of her to even get her hopes up at all, really. She needs to remind herself again to stop doing that.]
Even worse that you are dumped atop one of the highest cliffs within an ocean's span of the leviathans... Ought to count your blessings there.
[It could have been far worse, but anyway—]
This rift... was there anything special about it?
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Mm, actually now that you mention it there was. I think it was showing me images from a place from my own world. Embarrassingly, that's why I went even closer.
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A good thing you are not afraid of heights... but...
[She turns around and flicks the gold-feathered bird in the beak, and she snaps back.]
Would you mind assisting with something? I've a few more questions I would like to ask.
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Look it smells bad. She can't be blamed. ]
Of course, I drop in uninvited. Seems only fair I assist in whatever you'd like me to. Or answer whatever questions you may have.