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♞ IX. voice & action.

I have books I need to get rid of— [...well. That's not right. He corrects himself.] —return. There's too many for me to carry, so I'll need help.

[Elliot, that's not a request, it's a demand. But this is Elliot Nightray—he does not and will never care. Housemates can find Elliot sorting through the books in his servant's room, trying to pile as many into a box as he can. This is going to take a while.

Others can find him hauling this stupid box of books to the library. It's especially cold today, but once again, Elliot does not care. He is getting rid of these books one way or another, dammit. It's only a small start, but he is tired of waiting.]

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[What a nice way to ask for help, Elliot! So polite.]

I'd be happy to help, Elliot! How many books are there?

[Even if he were in a better mood, he probably couldn't be more polite!]

Too many. [This is really the most accurate way to describe it.] Just carry whatever you can.

[Ruuuude.]

Alright, I will! Should I head over to your house then, or..?

That's fine. I'll be here.

[You know, sorting through a million books he never even brought here in the first place.]

I'll be there in a bit. [And then she heads on out!]

[It ends up taking a little longer than intended though, since she came up with a wonderful idea that took a while to set up. So when she does get to house 53 (did I get the number right..), Elliot will find her riding on Dody... with a little red wagon rolling along with them. Perfect to carry books, right?!]

[~~Oh gosh, Yellow, that is so cute.~~ Elliot certainly doesn't mind the wait, considering how much stuff he still has to go through, though. He really doesn't understand why these darn books couldn't shift their own way back to the library. When he opens the door for her, he can't help but stare... at her three-headed bird again.]

H-hey...

[If it makes him feel any better, Chuchu's there too, sitting in the wagon. He'll never get used to her ostrich though, will he? When he stares at it, Dody bobs its heads a bit and lets out a small chirp (or squawk?) as a greeting.]

Hi, Elliot! I brought a wagon along, since I thought maybe it would help with carrying everything.

[Well, maybe if it didn't have three heads...]

Good idea. There's a lot to carry, so it's going to help.

[He steps out of the way, gesturing for her to come in.]

[Would he prefer two?]

I hope so. It didn't really topple over or anything on the way here, so... [And the weight of the books will probably help too.

And then through the door she goes!]

[There are piles of books everywhere—sitting on top of the tables and the sofa and the piano and any other visible surface. Since no one else was waiting for books, there's nothing special about the piles anymore. They're just waiting to be picked up.]

We'll start with these.

[He points to the piles of books closest to the door!]

[Oh wow.. That's a lot of books. Yellow just stares around the room at the piles and piles of them. Someone didn't seriously read all that, did they...?]

There's so many of them... But um, okay!

[She picks up a few of the ones near the door.]

[Elliot goes to pick up some of them, too, taking them to the wagon that Yellow rigged up.]

My servant always brought back more books than he returned.

[Into the wagon they go! And then she'll go back and pick up a few more books to put in.]

...Did Leo read all of these?

A lot of them, I think.

[Of course, he couldn't be sure. It felt like Leo had a different book in his hands every day.]

That's sure a lot of reading. [Where does he find the time to read them all? Geez...

She stacks a few more books into the wagon, filling it up.] I think that's all that will fit for this trip..

That's all he ever does. [The amount that Leo read in a day should be considered criminal. Elliot puts the last stack of books that he picked up into the wagon and nods.] That's fine. It's a long walk, so you don't have to come back after this.

[It's the least he can do, asking for all of this help.]

Huh... He must really enjoy reading then. [Like. A lot.

She adjusts the wagon a bit so that it's securely tied to the large bird.] Well I'm riding on Dody, rather than walking, so it doesn't take that long at all, actually.

[If only she had Kitty; then she could fly across the village. With a giant butterfly.]

[Elliot would be so (unsure) if he saw his friend flying across the village...]

Then I'll get more ready for when you come back.

[Nothing to (unsure) about!]

Alright! I bring them to the library, right?

[S-so cute...]

Yeah. If they ask who they belonged to, tell them that person's no longer here.

[...Waaait back up there.]

...Huh? He's not here?

He was sent home.

[He doesn't mince words. Why bother? There was no point.

Elliot doesn't seem different than usual, though. If he's upset, he sure doesn't show it.]

[Whether he's showing it or not, it still is kind of upsetting. Blue went back home recently, too...]

Oh... I'm sorry, Elliot.

It's fine. It's better this way. [That's always what he thought about it, so it shouldn't be any different just because it's his friend.] This room would never be clean if he was still around.

[She laughs at that. Mainly because certain people in her house are incredibly unorganized too...] Why? Does he keep it really messy?

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