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Dexter Grif ([personal profile] whyarewehere) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-03-18 12:18 am

In the Dog House

Grif is in the brig.

He's not a happy guy right now, but then again he's in the brig. The cot isn't comfortable but he's lying out on it on principle, boots up on the wall because the space is a tad narrow for him. Grif still has his armor, but he's been disarmed and his omnicomm has been confiscated. His comm ring is on one of the fingers on his right hand (he finds it creepy how it adjusted over his gauntlet) and honestly he feels pretty lucky. Nobody tried to superglue it to his forehead.

So for now, Grif is about as bored as he is physically capable of being and in fairly grumpy spirits as he lies on his back, hands folded on his chest, and tries to decide what the ceiling is made out of.

[identity profile] kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com 2010-03-22 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"You never know if its a joke or not," Katara replied. "People here don't exactly have the best sense of humor."

Katara smiled. She understood, even without him saying it, what Grif thought of the crew. It reminded her a lot of the people she were friends with. A lot of them could be annoyed with the crew or flat out not like them, but they were still good people underneath.

"You should talk to Aang when you get out," she told Grif. "You might like him."

[identity profile] kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com 2010-03-23 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Katara laughed. "I'm sure he won't. Aang was just locked up for a really long time, and he was the only one besides the Seer that stood between the Nightmare King and us. I would have been surprised if he'd emerged all normal. But he's a forgiving person: he won't be upset with you."

She got all dreamy eyed here. "That's just the type of person he is."