[PQ] Gourding/Guarding the Library [Seasonal Event]

amalia chandrakant there is a color that shines through your skin Like the moon on the wind Amalia's anger flushes brighter as Loren insists a debt of gratitude is owed. Eyes blazing, she turns away from the man, instead lunging forward toward Remi, whose outstretched hand she does not grasp, but who she, at this moment, hates slightly less than the man she now deems responsible for bringing this chaos into her haven. The curly haired stranger's suggestion they leave is the most sensible thing she's heard all day. Nothing would please her more than to get all of these strangers out of her library, with their wanton fire and their disregard for anything sacred, old, preserved. Her agreement falls short, however, cut off by a gasp of indignation as a book flies overhead, heading straight toward the dark girl. "Not the books!" Amalia cries, in time with the grumpy stranger's exclamation of 'No more fire!' (oh, and now extinguishing the fire is fine, since a man has demanded it- but she'll drop that particular gripe for now). The gourds seem to have turned their attention to Edrei, and with it, the target of their books. Amalia groans and grits her teeth, helpless yet determined, useless beside these magic wielders but still determined to do something, anything, to protect the closest thing she has to a home. "Catch the books!" the girl cries, "And try to lead them out!". She lunges toward Edy, reaching out with nimble fingers to pluck a tome from the air, while another thumps into her side. With a groan Amalia grabs the projectile, placing both carefully on a shelf before reaching to grab another, as though this will do anything to protect anyone - but still, a girl can try. the night is full on behalf or your evaded mask And the rings round your eyes

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