| Libraries, Friends, and Fixed Perceptions | ||
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| Summary: Chiffon and Calwa visit the library where they meet up with Silver Sight, another piece of Calwa is restored, and plans for the future are discussed.    |
Chiffon feels like he's fulfilling a promise! But whether it's one he made or suggested is beyond site. The candletail holds open the way into the stacks and glances around. "... maybe we should reassure them our tails don't actually start fires," he offers most-helpfully, and then waves to SilverSight in greeting. "We're not arsonists!" ... yeah perhaps his level of excitement isn't suitable for such an area. The one that follows in just behind the lead given by the caped quadruped seems a bit more sheepish. Quietly agreeing, "You're right. Not a bad idea." The followup phrase boisterously stated by Chiffon makes the smaller, Calwa, first perk up his ears before pushing them flat. With a gasp, Calwa presses his face in against Chiffon's side. "Oh, wow, that's...one way to put it." SilverSight looks at the pair as they come in and tilts his head, "Well um.. I would hope not. I would hate for all my hard work to be reduced to ashes. I would likely fly into a blind rage and try to do the same to you in return." He smiles brightly, "So let's not do either! Welcome!" Chiffon laughs into his forepaw with a hint of amusement. "That's not us at all, nothing to worry about. If anything I am prone to guarding one's life work. Thank you for having us!" He gives Calwa an encouraging bunt. "I had the feeling this one could do with wading around in the books a little. Plu~s it's nice to see you again after all that." "Well, how could we turn down not visiting the library?" asks Calwa with a rhetorical edge. It's been a number of years since he's had the time to just lounge and read. He's had a lot of other stuff going on ever since he began his courier job. He wobbles some at the contact made and takes just a moment to brush the end of his tail against Chiffon's before pulling away to look over some books on a cart that haven't been put away yet. Chiffon is better at the social thing. "Burke. Hollans. Jacob J. Jacobson. ...Peppermint Oil?" SilverSight just nods to the pair, "Be sure to let me know if you need anything. The books are kind of in disarray at the moment, due to lack of proper maintenance over a couple years. I'm working on sorting things out properly." Chiffon chews on this question a bit, and then just nods. "Of course, of course. I think we're just... browsing? At least, we're not really in research mode." He flicks his tail once, almost twining and then pulling away as he paces a little, looking up this shelf and down this stack. "Anything we can help with? I think it'd good for Calwa's mood, hehe." "Well, I can't do too much reading until I get my glasses repaired, but I wanted to, uh, you know-" Chiffon says it for Calwa first. "Yes, browse. Get the feel of the place. See which spirit of knowledge calls to me the most." Low conversational volumes for voices from the smaller of the Sanuye; it should be more than easy to hear at a comfortable indoors distance. "Winnifred Baker. Huh." Chances are Calwa just isn't going to find much familiar literature from his origin world here, but there's always that grain of hope held. "We're, uh, good at helping out. Chiff especially. You should see him help old ladies across the street." SilverSight gives a soft laugh to that one from Calwa, "Well I imagine that he offers a ride on his back for them. Much faster than their own two feet." A small shrug is given and he's magicing books from shelf to shelf, trying to get things in order, "You're welcome to help get stuff put up properly if you want. It'll help you get to know the place as well. Fiction over here, reference there, so on." Chiffon sticks his tongue out at Calwa, and then hangs his head. "If it ~helps~ there's not much to complain about, yes." He nods to Silversight, and then looks to Calwa. "... ah. Now that's something. I don't suppose you know anything that could help with fixing his glasses?" Though Chiff is more than willing to help, he might need Calwa's lead to even understand what he's looking at half the time.. Calwa's glasses are, essentially, prescription reading glasses. He's not wearing them at the moment -- he hasn't actually worn them since not too long after his entry into Twisted -- but he keeps them in his pack. "I'd probably need an optometry professional to fix them, but I don't have the money for th-that kind of work to be done yet." A slight stutter accents his speech. He doesn't want to have to explain how the one lens got cracked. "I can still mostly read okay, if the print isn't too small. I'm sure Joan Ruckerforth here has plenty to say without need for me to have glasses." Squint. Oh, it's a book on Home Remedies for use by...Menstrual Minstrels? His ears dip back. SilverSight perks up on that question with a smile, "Oh, actually I know how to repair glasses pretty well." He adjust the pair on the bridge of his nose, "It's quite a handy skill to have when travelling in distant lands. Let me take a look at them and I can see about getting them fixed up." Chiffon smiles a bit at that. He'd wondered, but did not want to ask outright. "And if this one decides to feel bad about the imposition, I'll remind him we're offering our services in turn! Because that's what friends do." He nods decisively and leans in to peer at a spine. "... hmmm. Fiction or non-fiction..." "..but Chiff, I-" Like a deer in headlights, Calwa stares off in the direction of his partner before turning that gaze upon the librarian. "I- Well, I guess th-there's no harm in t-t-taking a look." A slow path is followed closer to the pony before he sits, lifts his left foreleg out of the way, and reaches in with his muzzle to unfasten the bag strapped to that side and dip his nose within. The next image of Calwa that Silver Sight gets to see is of a Sanuye with armless glasses held carefully by the very tip of front teeth. One lens has a complex fracture split three ways and a spiderweb of microfractures stemming from there across the rest of the surface and throughout. SilverSight's magic picks up the glasses and he looks it over quite critically and with a practiced eye, "Hmm.. Yes this is quite the nasty one you got here. May I ask how it happened?" He takes the thing over to a table and sets it down, magicking up a small toolkit from his saddlebags and getting to work on removing the lens. Chiffon goes along with Calwa. Not too close, not too far. Surely there's something over here he can think about shelving. He glances up at the query. ... well, it'll be good for him to get used to talking about it. "You've been sitting on getting those mended for too long, anyway... we're going to need you full fit if we're going to be bringing in regular coin too. Though I suppose I could be pulling a bit more..." "Well, I- I don't need them for my deliveries. Usually.." Calwa's jaw goes slack as he looks away, blankly eyeing the floor instead of the books so housed all about. "Ch-chiffon and I are..." Yes, they are, but that's not what he's going to say, "p-partners in a freelance adventuring busi- Business." His eyes focus on spots on the floor, darting about from one to the next in a very obvious attempt at, well, not lying, but skirting around the truth. "We sometimes run into trouble. Th-they got b-b-busted up in...thatkindofthing..." SilverSight ooohs and nodnods, "Yes I fully understand that concept. I did much the same in my world and Neo Tokyo. I need to get me a proper bounty hunting license before I can do such around here though." He pulls out the heavily cracked lense and looks it over briefly before setting it down on the table. From his saddlebag comes a box! From the box comes.. multiple pairs of glasses, most damaged in some way. He starts comparing shapes. Chiffon nods a bit and gives Calwa a reassuring shoulder-hug. "Ahh, then you know how it is... even trying to keep things on the up and up, sometimes trouble just... follows you." He flicks his tail and watches with rapt interest. "I've been tossing around the idea, you get more business as a Company. And people are a little less eager to... start things." Calwa feels more like a tagalong with Chiffon's business interests than anything most of the time. It's not that Calwa doesn't have business smarts or experience -- he does, as an experienced courier -- but everything since his meeting Chiffon has been a bit of a whirlwind and sometimes it feels like all you can do is keep up. The smaller Sanuye leans into the hug so given with a bit of a sigh, but the contact feels great. He watches the process, too, and would say something about lens thickness, concavity, and magnification, but he holds his tongue and lets what happens simply happen. It's not like he can use his glasses as they are now anyhow. "I'm not sure about bounty hunting. That's...a b-bit of a different thing than what I think Chiffon and I have experience with so far." SilverSight seems to find a good match and he holds the two lenses side by side. His horn glows brighter as he concentrates. The non-cracked lens seems to.. shrink somehow? Meanwhile the original lens cracks shrink as well, melding back into the shape it's supposed to be with no visible defects. The now much smaller piece of glass is tossed aside and the repaired lens fitting into the glasses once more, tightened up a little and levitated over to be placed on Calwa's nose. Chiffon props. If nothing else, he's sturdy. "We~ll, I've done a couple things that might be considered in that vein. Helping manage, uh, out of control wildlife. It's a bit different than chasing criminals. Still... a variety of skillsets is good. If nothing else it's good to have reliable friends!" He peeks over and nods as the glasses fall into place. Calwa has plenty of experience with magic and being around magic. It's not as ubiquitous on his home planet as it used to be, for very specific reasons, but it's still present. This, however, is a very different kind of magic and all Calwa can do is watch, standing there shoulder to shoulder with Chiffon, as the process is undergone. Having the glasses placed on his snout feels a bit awkward, what with the levitation and all, but ultimately they fit well when put into place. They were custom made for a face like his, after all, and have had a place there for a while now. In fact, a close eye can probably see exactly where they've been sitting due to fur growth and adaptive skin deformation. Calwa blinks a couple times. They sit lower on his snout, meant for reading and not corrective sight, so it's hard to judge without something to read at hand. Still, he tries focusing through one eye and then another. It might look a little silly. "Huh..." SilverSight smiles brightly with a nod, "Not an easy spell, but it's very good for repair. I need near-exact objects to do such a thing. In theory any of those lenses could have worked, but the closer the match the better." Chiffon gives a little nod, a little wiggle of his tail. "I really appreciate it. Like I said, however I can make myself useful... I wouldn't want to just volunteer us both without permission. But such that it is..." He gestures with free forepaw. "We seem to be lucking out with friends of late." "I- Um..." The usually quiet Calwa isn't quite sure what to say at the moment. "Let me just...t-take a moment to see, uh..." Peeling away from Chiffon, the introvert wants to just have a quick stroll through the books by himself to try out the glasses. It's not that he's ungrateful; it's the opposite, really, but sometimes it's hard for Calwa to just come out and give thanks. Thankfully, having Chiff around usually makes this a bit easier on everybody. SilverSight doesn't seem to take any offense to the sudden running off. If he just had his glasses fixed, he'd want to take them for a test-drive as well! A small nod is given to Chiffon, "Well I'd be quite happy to have more friends about. And you're welcome to invite me on your little adventures as well. It'd be quite entertaining and put a part of my mind at ease." Chiffon is taken for a while just watching Calwa adjust. It's just... nice to see something get better for him right now. "Only the little ones? Because we're bound to find some grand ones." He chuckles and pats the other Sanuye on the back. "What do you think? Hmmmm?" There's an almost silly grin to him. "You know what that means? Adventuring paaarty." There's a lingering pull of attention on Calwa that begs to be given focus, yet instead of giving in to the urge to find something to read for the next few hours the quiet Calwa finds himself soon back at Chiffon's side. He offers a soft smile to hide any anxiety over leaving the city. The thoughts are fun, though. Chiffon always finds ways to keep things interesting, it seems. Maybe that's just what Calwa thinks, but... "Think you could keep up with us? I mean, w-we can take things slow, too." SilverSight gives a soft laugh to that one, "Keep up with you? No offense, but I've been through some serious shit myself. You're not the only ones who have been 'adventuring', in search of lost artifacts and fighting hideous monsters. I'd quite enjoy a good run through whatever hellscape you could pull out for me. Might take some of the edge off my paranoia." Chiffon bobs his head. "Maybe 'keeping up' isn't really the thing to be concerned about. After all, when things get hectic, it's good to have a feel for each other's... dynamic." He wiggles his claws. "We should have an idea what we're all going to be up to without having to shout it from the rooftops. Though, I don't mind a good howl." He snickers and noses in at Calwa. "... not in the library though. Mm." There's a sideglance to Chiffon from Calwa with a bit of surprise as what he asks is somewhat misinterpreted. Eyes wide at first, the smaller of the pair stammers in speaking as the conversation branches off in a differing direction from what was intended. "No, I- I- I- I meant m-more literally. It's, well, you see, what I- I mean to say is that, you have to under- understand that we-" So prompted by Chiff, Calwa tries to hide his embarrassment behind Chiffon's snickering, more or less, and tucks his bespectacled muzzle in against the big lug. Sanuye are legendary for their running speed and stamina, at least where he's from. "...no, not in the library. At least not today." SilverSight gives a small shrug, "Well if you mean can I keep up with you in speed? Probably. But I usually prefer to find safe places to hide and snipe my opponents from a distance when possible. Depending on numbers and armaments, it's usually better to just kill the raiders off rather than run for it." Chiffon wiggles a little more. "Well, we can always run a test race to figure THAT out. Might matter in a pinch, but I don't see any reason we can't play to each other's strengths..." He rubs at the back of his neckruff a moment, leaning over to offer Calwa juuust enough cover. "Mayhaps we can stir up something a bit less... lethal the first time out. Not that that usually ends up a choice." He rubs at his chin. "Regardless, we have our work cut out for us here..." "At, uh, the very least...thank you for helping with my glasses. I'm sure I'll put them to good use studying more about this planet we're on." Spoken still mostly from hiding, peeking out just enough to make proper direct gaze, Calwa makes sure to at least hand out thanks, although he still feels obligated to pay in more than just favors or business promises. "Let me know if, mm, you n-need anything delivered somewhere, so long as I can carry it." | |
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