[ Already, they've all had to start venturing further and further from the library in search of supplies; the most obvious stuff has already been picked pretty clean, and even some of the rooms that are easier to access only contain leftovers. And how much longer are they supposed to stay in this place? This sucks.
Thankfully, Anders won't have to venture terribly far from the library to find something worth his attention -- he might eventually notice there's a small, easy-to-miss corridor tucked off to the side, almost hidden behind some gaudy statues, and following it for a short walk leads to a narrow hallway lined with several doors. It's some sort of storage area, Anders might realize, after opening one door and finding it full of neatly-stacked furniture. The next door, as well, opens to a room containing only decorative furnishings. But the one after that ... there's the sound of movement coming from within, some rustling and clicking noises filtering past the open doorway.
A quick peek inside is all it should take to pinpoint the source of the noise: a somewhat ragged looking teenager poking through a walk-in closet full of (not-very-useful) ceremonial jackets and robes. Everything's a little too thin and wispy to be useful in warding off the cold, and he's clearly unimpressed. Gen huffs as he turns away from the rack he'd been poking through to look to the other side of the room in hopes of finding something more useful.
And in the process, he shoves aside some poor individual who's been frozen standing up, stuck where they'd been looking around. The body, thankfully, doesn't hit the ground, but it does does give a loud thump as it instead hits a wall and ends up leaning there at an awkard 45-degree angle. Gen, much more pre-occupied digging all the clothes, doesn't even give it a second glance.
He doesn't seem to have noticed the 'new intruder,' either. ]
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Thankfully, Anders won't have to venture terribly far from the library to find something worth his attention -- he might eventually notice there's a small, easy-to-miss corridor tucked off to the side, almost hidden behind some gaudy statues, and following it for a short walk leads to a narrow hallway lined with several doors. It's some sort of storage area, Anders might realize, after opening one door and finding it full of neatly-stacked furniture. The next door, as well, opens to a room containing only decorative furnishings. But the one after that ... there's the sound of movement coming from within, some rustling and clicking noises filtering past the open doorway.
A quick peek inside is all it should take to pinpoint the source of the noise: a somewhat ragged looking teenager poking through a walk-in closet full of (not-very-useful) ceremonial jackets and robes. Everything's a little too thin and wispy to be useful in warding off the cold, and he's clearly unimpressed. Gen huffs as he turns away from the rack he'd been poking through to look to the other side of the room in hopes of finding something more useful.
And in the process, he shoves aside some poor individual who's been frozen standing up, stuck where they'd been looking around. The body, thankfully, doesn't hit the ground, but it does does give a loud thump as it instead hits a wall and ends up leaning there at an awkard 45-degree angle. Gen, much more pre-occupied digging all the clothes, doesn't even give it a second glance.
He doesn't seem to have noticed the 'new intruder,' either. ]