closed 🪶 so many birds of so many feathers

[garudas]

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.

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[serendipitously]

[ At last she doesn't flinch at that. Even if she does feel a bit embarrassed at the help. She'll get over it. ]

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. ]

[garudas]

No, it is not...

[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?

[serendipitously]

At least I've never been afraid of heights. [ Despite it being a joke she doesn't really...smile. At least not more than a tiny half quirk of her lips. It's something though she supposes. ]

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.

[garudas]

[Stranger and stranger this is becoming, and if it were not for the gryphons bumping the back of her head now with their beaks because how dare she stop giving them attention, she would be all over this. As it stands, however...]

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.

[serendipitously]

[ Okay, well, now it's time for her to take full advantage of the gryphons bumping Benedikta to stretch out some and move a few inches further away from the nest.

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.

[garudas]

[The chocobo stables are far worse in terms of smell—

But Benedikta motions to the garlands that she had been fixing—a string connected from one end of the cave to the other, draped along the walls, and from it, feathers dangle and sway in the wind.]

I was in the middle of attaching new feathers to their decorations when you showed up. The old ones get a bit worn out after some time, and we change them each season.