[ listen, it's weird to treat him entirely like he's a dog or whatever and not talk to him, but: she just sort of sits there giving him skritches and jerky with one hand and texting people with the other ]
[His ear swivels toward Cobalt when he approaches and his eyes follow him, but the griffin doesn't make any quick movements. His wings, under the jacket, ruffle and try to do some flaps - it's a half-hearted effort.
Then he nestles into the jacket some more and makes a sad awoo]
[He reaches out and touches Griffin lightly on the back. Cloud Nine sweeps through him, muting all the bad feelings, replacing them with warm feeling of well-being that wasn't there before.]
[sounds like something fun for you guys to discuss in the future!]
Ah, that's right, I brought something, too —
[he reaches into his bag and pulls out a tupperware]
I've been trying to teach myself how to cook, and I attempted teriyaki salmon today. It came out... pretty okay, I think! I had a lot of leftovers so I brought some in case you guys wanted some.
Sorry it's nothing special. It was just the first thing I thought of when I was leaving the dorm.
[He opens the tupperware and, after a moment's hesitation, puts it on the...floor? Is this acceptable?? Is this rude? He doesn't know.
Anyway, Cobalt's not the best chef in the world. The salmon is a little overdone, and has fallen apart into flaky chunks, slathered in teriyaki sauce. It certainly doesn't look amazing, but it tastes okay...?]
The newbie who Griffin threw into a table, or another one?
Another one... they gave us a day between, I suppose. He's quieter; seems like a good sort. I think he might have known someone who's been on our team in the past...?
[he digs around in his bag for a moment and produces a vial of liquid]
AlcheME makes a potion that lets people speak when transformed. I told Griffin I'd bring him some, but I got distracted with the game and forgot until you texted me.
[The griffin's ears perk up again, zoning in on the potion like it was another tasty snack. He licks his lips of the teriyaki sauce and sniffs at the vial.]
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But he'll gnaw dejectedly on the jerky, if only to direct his big anxiety energy at something.]
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Cobalt? Cobalt.
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Hello!
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Someone's had a rough day, and I know it's not a cure-all, but I imagine he'll feel better if he's back to himself sooner rather than later.
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[since Griffin's being a sad lump on the floor, Cobalt crouches to get a slightly better look, not getting too close.]
[to Griffin:]
Wow... So this is what a griffin looks like in your neck of the woods, huh? They really are different...
Is it okay if I touch you?
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Then he nestles into the jacket some more and makes a sad awoo]
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Hey—it's all right. He's your friend too, remember?
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[He reaches out and touches Griffin lightly on the back. Cloud Nine sweeps through him, muting all the bad feelings, replacing them with warm feeling of well-being that wasn't there before.]
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a little uncomfortable to not really let him have time to sit with his sadness like this, but also
she hates seeing people suffer and the important thing is that the situation is under control!!!! it's fine!!!!! ]
There, there you go. More jerky?
We'll have you back to having thumbs in no time.
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Ah, that's right, I brought something, too —
[he reaches into his bag and pulls out a tupperware]
I've been trying to teach myself how to cook, and I attempted teriyaki salmon today. It came out... pretty okay, I think! I had a lot of leftovers so I brought some in case you guys wanted some.
Sorry it's nothing special. It was just the first thing I thought of when I was leaving the dorm.
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Oh, I mean, it's definitely appreciated... thank you for coming on such short notice. We've got another new member, too, so it's been... a lot.
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Anyway, Cobalt's not the best chef in the world. The salmon is a little overdone, and has fallen apart into flaky chunks, slathered in teriyaki sauce. It certainly doesn't look amazing, but it tastes okay...?]
The newbie who Griffin threw into a table, or another one?
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Nom nom nom, is he purring?]
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Another one... they gave us a day between, I suppose. He's quieter; seems like a good sort. I think he might have known someone who's been on our team in the past...?
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Oh really? Who?
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[ she sits crouched next to the griffin, studying him. ]
Wish I knew what exactly set him off. Even with the game making his temper worse, it's not like it just comes from nowhere.
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Maybe we could ask him?
[he digs around in his bag for a moment and produces a vial of liquid]
AlcheME makes a potion that lets people speak when transformed. I told Griffin I'd bring him some, but I got distracted with the game and forgot until you texted me.
What do you think, Griffin? Wanna try?
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let's try it. ]
I guess there's probably no harm...?
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I had some for my last transformation and I found it very helpful, personally.
[he uncorks it and holds it out at an angle so Griffin can drink it.]
Here you go.
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