Happiness is not an ideal of reason but of imagination
"Hess!" he said with evident pleasure as the girl appeared by his side, a grin curving his lips as he returned the shoulder bump. And then Glas appeared as well - Chuy was unaware of the boy's recent loss, smiled broadly to him too, and murmured a soft "Hey Glas, good to see you," to the boy.
Then he was pulled to focus on the task - no, tasks - at hand. He listened, nodding in understanding, before glancing to the gathered and piping up first, since no-one seemed keen to.
"I'll take the library," he said, a little bit because he had spent so much time there over the Longnight, finding solace in something as familiar as books in an otherwise foreign land. He then promptly headed to the grand (well, every room in here was grand, really) room that contained books upon books, mostly about magic, but other topics that interested him too.
Upon arriving there he began the task he'd selected, first focussing on books that hadn't been returned to their correct shelves, instead piled on a table. Once they were out of the way, he would begin moving chairs that were haphazardly scattered across the room to one corner, to give him more space to then move around tables and the like in the freed up area.
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Chuy takes the library, and beings by putting any books not returned to their shelves back, then moving chairs aside so he can begin moving tables back into place.
Then he was pulled to focus on the task - no, tasks - at hand. He listened, nodding in understanding, before glancing to the gathered and piping up first, since no-one seemed keen to.
"I'll take the library," he said, a little bit because he had spent so much time there over the Longnight, finding solace in something as familiar as books in an otherwise foreign land. He then promptly headed to the grand (well, every room in here was grand, really) room that contained books upon books, mostly about magic, but other topics that interested him too.
Upon arriving there he began the task he'd selected, first focussing on books that hadn't been returned to their correct shelves, instead piled on a table. Once they were out of the way, he would begin moving chairs that were haphazardly scattered across the room to one corner, to give him more space to then move around tables and the like in the freed up area.
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Chuy takes the library, and beings by putting any books not returned to their shelves back, then moving chairs aside so he can begin moving tables back into place.
CHULANE
