OOC: K, Slaveless. I just didn't see him doing much, but I'll keep him then.
Wait a minute, Jeff's got the same name as...well, Jeff. I'll change it too...Griff. Yeah, that sounds cool.
IC (Griff): What? This creature was going to kill itself anyway? But for what cause? He must help...he quickly ran off and collected a mass of spooce, sticking them on his bows and in his pockets for now. He then made his way back to the Intern and Mudokons, and dumped all the Spooce down to them. Perhaps she would reconsider and hopefully not kill herself. He'd rather noone killed themself purposefully, unless it was for good reason...but he couldn't be sure. It would help her feel better anyway. It's not like he had anything better to do, regardless.
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Sklitch woke up with a wide yawn. He heard some commotion elsewhere in the cave. He saw that the Vykker had woken up in such circumstances. This behaviour wasn't particularly surprising...he saw Jeff becoming worried. Not knowing why, he decided to check Jeff out, and went over to him, checking nothing was wrong.
OOC: Shryke still needs some sort of answer.
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