[The only thing in Gu Yun's mind is only a tsk. Is it a tut or a snort? Who knows.
Though as Mamoru steps into the library, he's quick to spot the marquis. Unfortunately, he can't read nor appreciate the beautiful handwriting, his shades only managing to pick up on the surface of the pages, not the ink in it. He walks over to him without much of a preamble or warning aside from his heavy boots on the floor.
Albeit, no, they do pause when he hears a very loud slap coming from another stack of shelves. Damn, who has that much of a heavy hand?
Still, back to the subject at hand, his voice carrying low but easily, lest someone else overhears.]
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Though as Mamoru steps into the library, he's quick to spot the marquis. Unfortunately, he can't read nor appreciate the beautiful handwriting, his shades only managing to pick up on the surface of the pages, not the ink in it. He walks over to him without much of a preamble or warning aside from his heavy boots on the floor.
Albeit, no, they do pause when he hears a very loud slap coming from another stack of shelves. Damn, who has that much of a heavy hand?
Still, back to the subject at hand, his voice carrying low but easily, lest someone else overhears.]
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